~Filty English Book Tour & Giveaway~ Ilsa Madden-Mills

A smokin’ hot British player…

A jilted girl…

One night of mistaken identity…

★★ NOW LIVE★★

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*A modern love story inspired by Romeo and Juliet*

Blurb

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.

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

Holy hot summer break!

If you are in need of a quick beach read or afternoon alone with a excellent book and a porch swing FILTHY ENGLISH is it!

I couldn't rip my eyes away form Remi and Dax... 

Fate definitely has a way of getting her point across. Young and wild when Remington crosses his path for the first time Dax Blay never forgot the beautiful young woman who walked out on him. (You would have walked out too!)

Remi Montague has a to-do list. Dax isn't on it.

Well... actually,he's always been on it but after a whirlwind weekend,a shattered heart and then some. Remi has moved on to a nice safe boy.(The one your mother would pick out) 

I was a total mess with this story. Laughing,crying,laughing again. Heart broken like Remi and emotionally drained like Dax. Oh... wait there's that Fate girl again. 

I'm not a spoiler so you have to read this beautiful story to understand why life is hard for us when we're young and stupid and why sometimes we just have to let go and let the universe have its way. 

To say the least I frickin LOVED FIlthy English!

Five bloody good stars from me.

Rebels and Readers

~Jennifer

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.”

Catch up on Dirty English

A scarred fighter.

A girl with rules.

One night of unbridled passion.

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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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Ilsa Madden-Mills’ other books:

VERY BAD THINGS

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VERY WICKED BEGINNINGS

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VERY WICKED THINGS

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VERY TWISTED THINGS

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**BT** Torn ~ Alice Ward

Noah Stafford wants me. All of me.

Sleek and formidable, Chicago is an empire, controlled by the men and women who rule from the upper floors. Beneath grey skies, there’s an order to the city, but when office hours are over, a scorching heat pulses within its walls that has nothing to do with the sun.

An adventurous and quirky graduate from Milwaukee, I’m unexpectedly offered a job interview at Stafford Scientific after a sabbatical in the jungle steals my heart. I never expected to meet Noah Stafford, the billionaire founder. Dressed in a sharp designer suit that flaunts his ripped muscles, Noah draws me to him with a power I’m unable to control. But there’s a problem.

With his sandy blond hair and impossibly bright green eyes, Noah has a face I can love... because I already have. I’ve fallen for his twin brother, Corey, a rebel who lives on the edge. Torn between the two, I must decide to follow one brother’s rules, or run wild with the other.

When I’m looking into the same face, the same eyes… same heart... how can I choose?

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TORN by Alice Ward

Torn, that is how you will feel reading this great love story. Torn between two very hot, very handsome, and very different twin brothers.  Then there is Imogen, a sweet, adventurous, and lighthearted young woman who is having trouble deciding where her heart lies. How do you decide between one brother who needs the adventure, the freedom to roam where he may, and who feels the need to protect the less fortunate.  Then, there is the other brother who feels the need to control, a narcissist per say, but deep down inside has just as big a heart as his twin.  Imogen has a huge decision to make and the twists and turns of this book will keep you interested til the end.  Alice Ward did a great job with this book and you will not be disappointed.  I loved this book so much, I would have loved to have had a book 2. 

Keeley Retchloff

Alice Ward is the author of the New Adult series, RECKLESS.

Reading and Writing romance is her passion and she writes with her true heart.

Living in Miami, the beach is her favorite place to relax with her laptop and write her next spicy romance.

However, when she is not reading or writing romance, she also enjoys being with her beautiful family.

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**BT** Vodka On The Rocks ~ Uncertain SAint's MC #3 ~ Lani Lynn Vale

Title: Vodka on the Rocks

Series: Uncertain Saint's MC #3

Author: Lani Lynn Vale

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: July 6, 2016

There are rules to life that one just obeys in order in her attempt stay on the right path. For example:

1. You don’t wear dirty panties out of the house. You just never know who’s going to see them.

2. A lady must always have chocolate at the ready—just in case the world as she knows it comes to an end.

3. You don’t egg on a drunk woman who’s pissed off at life.

Why, you ask? Because they start bar fights, that’s why.

Casten Red, the unofficial enforcer of The Uncertain Saints MC, wasn’t necessarily trying to urge her into doing anything illegal, and he definitely wasn’t trying to get her into a fight with a group of men who were all twice her size.

No, he only intended to give her the confidence to stand up for herself, just a little nudge in the right direction. How the hell was he supposed to know she’d go all Chuck Norris on them and put three of them in the hospital with concussions?

He should’ve followed his gut instinct and turned around that first moment he saw her in the bar, but Casten has never liked following the rules. Why the hell would he start now?

“5 who doesn’t love a beard stars! By far my absolute favorite book by Lani!” ~Alpha Book Club

“Lani’s stories are a breath of fresh air.” ~Ramblings From Beneath the Sheets

“You’re dilly dallying,” Casten growled.
I turned around, bag in one hand, and papers in the other, and glared.
“What makes you think that I don’t have a fuckin’ reason for doing what I do?” I growled.
He held up his hands.
“Down tiger,” he said soothingly, although his eyes flashed, telling a different story.
I shoved the rest of my things in my bag, bending them to hell and back, but I couldn’t seem to find the urge to care at that moment in time.
I walked past him, knocking his shoulder, and headed to the back hallway to turn off the last of the lights.
I hit the first two in the in the locker room before heading to the last one in the entire gym area at the bathroom entrance.
But before I could hit the lights, my hand was stilled by Casten’s.
“What’s your problem?” he asked.
I tried to rip my hand free from his grip, but he held on without even the least bit of effort.
“I’m pissed,” I growled.
“Why?” he countered.
I looked across the room at the mirror, and glared at his reflection.
“I don’t want to tell you why I’m pissed. Suffice it to say, you’re the reason, and that’s that,” I growled.
He tightened his hands on my wrists.
“That’s not it. Tell me fuckin’ why, or I’ll make you tell me,” he hissed.
My fists clenched.
“Because you fucking pouted last night instead of talking to me. Then made Core spend the night and take me to work, when I didn’t want him to be there. I wanted you to be there. But you were being a titty baby,” I yelled.
He moved me until my ass met the counter, crowding so close that I was sure he was either going to beat me or fuck me.
Hopefully the latter over the former, if I had a choice.
“Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!” I exclaimed.
I waited.
Nothing.
“Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there!” I cried.
I waited.
Again, nothing.
“Shit,” I said, opening my eyes.
“Done?” Casten asked from where he’d trapped me against the bathroom counter.
“My clothes are getting wet. In fact, I think my pants are soaked all the way through,” I grumbled, leaning forward until my upper body was laying across the counter.
Casten sat up until all that was touching me were his hips, where his massive erection dug into my ass.
“You’re cute,” he said, reaching up and pulling my hair out of my ponytail.
I glared. “I’m not cute.”
He grabbed my face and turned it to face the mirror.
His hands were squeezing my face so I looked like I had ten chin rolls and lips three sizes too big.
“See,” he said. “Cute.”

Ohhhh Another Lani Lynn Vale book. I think I already warned them to sign me up for every possible Blog Tour she has. To me, there's nothing like Lani's work. With as many pieces of work she has put out, it never ceases to amaze me all the ways she makes them totally unique. I'm not going to say Casten is my favorite because they all are my favorites. But... Top 5? Definitely. 

Lani is a phenomenal storyteller. There's no other way to say it. She has a gift for giving us real life characters. They aren't shallow, you get in deep with them. I feel like I can get in my car, drive down, and meet every single one of them. To Me, that is a gift. You make me believe they are real and not just on paper, I'm all in. 

Casten - like most BBFs - tried to stay away from her. But her adorable self sucked him right in. One thing I did like about Ten was once he realized she was under his skin, he didn't try to wiggle her out. She stayed there. He gave in. And in turn he got the best possible gift. 

 

I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.

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