Friday, October 23, 2015

BLOG TOUR, 4 STAR REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: Dirty English (English #1) by Ilsa Madden-Mills

Meet Declan and Elizabeth in Ilsa Madden-Mills 
new fighter romance!


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**Dirty English is a modern love story inspired by Pride and Prejudice**

A scarred fighter.

A girl with rules.

One night of unbridled passion.

There are three things you need to know about Elizabeth Bennett: she’s smart as a whip, always in control, and lives by a set of carefully crafted rules. She’s learned the hard way that people you love the most always hurt you in the end.

But then she meets Declan Blay, the new neighbor at her apartment complex.

A tattooed British street fighter, he’s the campus bad boy she’s supposed to avoid, but when he saves her from a frat party gone bad, all her rules about sex and love fly out the window.

She gives him one night of unbridled passion, but he longs for more.

With only a cardboard-thin wall separating their bedrooms, he dreams of possessing the vulnerable girl next door forever. 

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

My Review

I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review. 

Elizabeth is about to start her junior year of college. She has spent the last two years studying and working at a bookstore. She basically keeps to herself and only has a few friends. She doesn't do relationships, but she does do one night stands. Her friend Shelley manages to talk her into attending her first ever frat party and it is there where Elizabeth's life changes. 

Declan is known around campus as Dirty English. The ladies love him and guys want to be him. He also attends the frat party that night and it is there where he meets Elizabeth. He has seen her around campus and he finds her to be intriguing, but they have never talked. The minute Elizabeth walks into the party Declan sees her and he has to talk to her. The two strike up a conversation, but while they are talking Declan's ex-girlfriend shows up and interrupts them. 

With the moment ruined, Elizabeth goes home, but later that night she gets a nice surprise. When she knocks on her neighbor's door to complain about the noise they are making, she is greeted by Declan! Turns out they aren't only neighbors, but they also have a class together, so they will be seeing a lot more of each other. 

Elizabeth and Declan form a relationship of sorts. He sits behind her in class and glares at his twin brother Dax, who purposely flirts with Elizabeth because he knows its drives Declan crazy. The two of them dance in the rain and then sleep (just sleep!) in her bed. He acts as her protector when someone from Elizabeth's past shows up. He teaches her self defense. Whisks her away from a terrible breakfast that she was having with her mother. At first it is all very platonic, but the sexual tension between these two is ridiculous and you know that eventually things will get hot and heavy. 

But there was a reason why Elizabeth only does one night stands. Declan manages to break down the wall that she has built up and at first she seems to be okay with everything. But when Declan declares that he is all in and wants a real relationship with her, Elizabeth shuts down and pushes him away. Declan is devastated and tries his best to forget Elizabeth, but they just can't stay away from each other. And Elizabeth can try to fight her feelings all she wants, but the two of them are inevitable. 

I really enjoyed this book. There was a lot of drama, but there were also some sweet moments between Declan and Elizabeth. I found Declan to be much sweeter and definitely more of a teddy bear than I originally thought and I was pleasantly surprised by that. I also loved Declan's brother Dax. He becomes the voice of reason when everything goes to hell. He is not only a good brother to Declan, but he also becomes friends with Elizabeth. Plus he was the comic relief that was needed at times. I would love for him to get a story.....what do you say Ilsa Madden-Mills? 

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“Come to my apartment and spend the night with me.” I touched his face, my fingers stroking the softness of his sensuous lips. “Just one night and we can make this shitty world disappear.”

He exhaled. “A one-night stand?”


He cupped my chin. “Someone hurt you, didn’t they?”

My lips tightened. No one at Whitman knew about Colby except for Shelley and Blake, and I sure as hell wasn’t telling him. He’d judge me like everyone else had in Petal, North Carolina. “That’s none of your business.”

“I see.” His eyes searched mine until I felt like a bug under a microscope. “What if I wanted more than just one night?”

“Then your hands can let go of my hips now.”

He removed his hands slowly, the tips of his fingers grazing mine. “This may surprise you, but I don’t sleep with every girl I kiss.”

I’d been rejected. Again. “Blake said you got around, that you used—”

“And you believed him?” His voice was incredulous. “Dude is in love with you and he saw exactly how we looked at each other tonight—”

“Looked at each other? What are you talking about? You refused to dance with me and then you ran off with your girlfriend. Not to mention I just kissed you and you didn’t even care.” I threw my hands up.

“I wanted to fuck you the minute you walked in that party,” he snapped.

“Then why don’t you,” I bit out, tossing back my shoulders.

“You think you want me?” he said tightly. “You can’t handle me, Elizabeth. I can see it in your eyes. You’re scared of something, maybe not me, but something.”

My eyes went to his black eye.

He let out a harsh laugh. “Ah, that’s what you’re afraid of. You want the real truth? You told me tonight you didn’t like violence, but I’m an arsehole who uses his fists. That’s who I am.”

“What do you mean?”

His gaze was intense, dark and low, his face struggling as he fought to find the right words. “I’m in a fight club for money. I show up at warehouses and fight other blokes. Sometimes I beat them so bad they need medical attention. A few times, I’ve been beat to unconsciousness. I’m everything you need to stay away from.”

I inhaled, anger and lust and excitement all riding me. Anger that he was pushing me away, lust for the alpha male in him, and God help me, the fighting thing repelled me and excited me at the same time. “I don’t want to stay away from you. I want you to fuck me and stop making excuses for why you can’t.”

My words seemed to snap his taut restraint.

He pulled me back in his arms, his lips fusing with mine unerringly. His tongue plundered me in a sensual way my body had craved for years. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my anger morphing into all-out desire as he turned us and pressed me against the wall.

Yes, yes, this is what I craved.

A passion to remind me that I was real, not just some sad excuse of a girl who chose to exist on scraps of love.

Before I knew it, he’d shoved my robe off, his hands sculpting my shoulders, massaging them as he ravaged my mouth. I reveled in the warmth of his hand on my neck as his mouth skated down, kissing the hollows of my throat, sucking on my collarbone.

“Like this?” he asked, his voice dark and gravelly. “You want me to take you up against this wall?”

“Yes,” I moaned. Gone. Past caring as long as he kept his hands on me.

Out of control, my brain whispered, but I beat back the dark warnings as his warm hand found my breast and squeezed, his fingers rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

I gasped in pleasure and arched my back to get closer to his body, ignoring the fear that pricked at the surface.

The rules girl in my head stamped her foot and yelled at me. I ignored her.

But even if I wanted to stop right now, I couldn’t. My tongue tangled wildly with his, my hands pulled at his hair, spurring him on, his hand palming my breast and then tugging. Sharp sensations of need went straight to my core.

“Is this what you want? Something quick where we just take what we want and forget each other the next day?”

No. Not that. Not like the way he said it, like it was something dirty.

“Yes, like that,” I whispered against his shoulder, my mouth on his skin, tasting him as my teeth bit down.

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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.

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