A smokin’ hot British player…
A jilted girl…
One night of mistaken identity…
★★ NOW LIVE★★
*A modern love story inspired by Romeo and Juliet*
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.
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.”
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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.
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were invented to sell books – and usually have the tendency to
exaggerate. I mean seriously “A smokin’hot British player” – please …
you can cut half of that line as it is totally exaggerated – right ?
… WRONG… Filthy English is a what you read in the Blurb is what you get
novel Book Dax is seriously hot as hell and I remember reading the
first book in that series and already thinking the same about his
brother Declan … and somehow I have this tiny hope that I might get to
know “spider” a little closer in a future novel.
(PLEASE DEAR AUTHOR – I can just smell the story behind him and I need it like RIGHT NOW)
about the story – well – there was stuff I did see coming and there was
other that I really did not see. It was a strange mix of stuff that was
far fetched and still feeling as real as it could happen any minute.
liked the character development A LOT and if there would be one
complain it would be (little spoiler alert) about the kind of tattoo
that kind of tattoo is a NEVER EVER one because it jinxes things.
But – well on the other hand how much more jinxed can that story get? I guess not much so – what the h….
is really the perfect version of a sweet lovable British jerk with
issues – which makes me wonder IF the author turns to “Spider” what she
will come up with – ugh – I hope at least different hair color #laughing
I seriously can not wait for the next book in that series