Friday, July 15, 2016

Filthy English (English #2) by Ilsa Madden-Mills #Giveaway

Filthy English has all the makings of the type of romance book that I love:
  • Hot British tattooed bad boy? Check.
  • Second chance romance? Check.
  • Authored by Ilsa Madden-Mills, whom I would enjoy reading notes scribbled on toilet paper if they were written by her? Check.

(Did that sound creepy and stalkerish? I swear I'm not a stalker. Much.)

Bad boy Dax has a filthy tongue and he's not afraid to use it. He and Remi shared a memorable few days together years ago, but it went to shit rather quickly and they have avoided each other ever since. Now they stand next to each other in a bar in England, only they don't know it. That is until their mouths find each other again and recognition instantly sparks. As well as sexual chemistry. Can they have a each other again without dredging up past hurt and emotion?

So yeah, Dax is hot. I always love a sexy hero with ink, but throw in the British accent and it tips me over the edge, in the best way possible. I did enjoy him and his filthy mouth very much. Ilsa always has a way of making you just feel right along with her characters and boy did I feel with Dax. Not just the sex, and oh yeah I felt that, but everything else. Despite outwards appearances, Dax hides some major insecurities and it pained me to feel how vulnerable he was underneath.  I needed to see him realize how special and deserving he was.

Then there is Remi, the jilted bride. She also deserved so much more than what she was settling for. Anyone could see how perfect these two were for each other, except, of course, for them. Neither felt they were good enough for the other and the angst made my heart clench. I laughed and cried along with them and so very badly wanted them to get their HEA. While I did enjoy their story, I felt there was just a bit something more missing. I needed more of a connection between them. I think a prequel or prologue that went over how they met and those passionate times spent together would have filled that void for me. Highly recommended, as usual since Ilsa is just brilliant.

Marianna's Rating:

**I received an ARC in exchange for my honest review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

Without much thought except for comfort, instinctively I pressed myself against him, fitting into his arms as easy as breathing. He leaned against the brick wall of the neighboring building and wrapped me up, sensing my need to be grounded.

I don’t know how long we stood like that—maybe a minute, maybe five—but soon our breaths were in sync; the rise and fall of his chest in perfect accord with mine.

One of his hands traced down my spine and then up. He outlined my shoulder blades with his fingertips. His hands drifted to my hips then caressed back up to my hair, massaging my scalp.

But what had started as an innocent hug changed.

Fire licked my skin everywhere he touched. Of their own accord, my hands slid down to his waist and teased the line where his jeans rested on his hips. I went further, my fingers toying with the V at his hip until I felt him harden against me.

Lips brushed the top of my hair. “Remi . . . look at me,” he said, his voice raspy.

If you look up, you’re going to kiss him . . .

I tilted my head up and his mouth fused with mine in an instant.

Insistent. Wild. Hot. Yes! This is what I needed.

I groaned, and my hands rushed to his shoulders and dug in.

He was wrong—terribly wrong—for me, but it felt so right.

I felt wonderfully alive, revved up, as if I could crush a car with my bare hands, or push Dax against the wall and fuck him senseless. I recognized the feeling for what it was—an I almost-died-and-now-I-want-to-experience-life feeling.

“Wait,” he breathed as I ran my hand under his shirt. “It’s adrenaline. You’ve been through a trauma. You don’t really want this—”

“Shhh.” I lifted his shirt and kissed his chest, my tongue flicking over his nipple. “You taste like every good thing I’ve ever wanted.”
His taut restraint snapped, and he swayed into me. “God, I can’t tell you no.”

Title: Filthy English
Series: English #2
Author: Ilsa Madden-Mills
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
A smokin’ hot British player…
A jilted girl…
One night of mistaken identity…

Two weeks before her wedding, Remi Montague’s fiancé drops her faster than a drunken sorority girl in stilettos. Armed with her best friend and a bottle of tequila, she hops a plane to London to drown her sorrows before fall semester begins at Whitman University.

She didn't plan on attending a masquerade party.

She sure didn’t plan on waking up next to the British bad boy who broke her heart three years ago—the devastatingly handsome and naked Dax Blay. Furthermore, she has no clue how they acquired matching tattoos.

Once back at Whitman together, they endeavor to pretend they never had their night of unbridled passion in London.

But that’s damn hard to do when you live in the same house…

One night. Two damaged hearts. The passion of a lifetime.

*A modern love story inspired by Romeo and Juliet*

*A modern love story inspired by Romeo and Juliet*

About the Author
New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.

She's addicted to all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding heroes in books. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Instagram, Ian Somerhalder (seriously hot), astronomy (she's a Gemini), Sephora make-up, and tattoos.

She has a degree in English and a Master's in Education.

When she's not pecking away on her computer, she shops for cool magnets, paints old furniture, and eats her weight in sushi.

Twitter: @ilsamaddenmills;

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