Blog Tour Dirty English by Ilsa Madden-Mills #Review #5Star #Fighter #DirtyEnglish #Giveaway #OUAP @ilsamaddenmills

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Blog Tour Dirty English by Ilsa Madden-Mills #Review #5Star #Fighter #DirtyEnglish #Giveaway #OUAP @ilsamaddenmills

Blog Tour Dirty English by Ilsa Madden-Mills #Review #5Star #Fighter #DirtyEnglish #Giveaway #OUAP @ilsamaddenmillsDirty English by Ilsa Madden-Mills
on October 12, 2015
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult
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five-stars

A scarred fighter.
A girl with rules.
One night of unbridled passion.

There are three things you need to know about Elizabeth Bennett: sheÔÇÖs smart as a whip, always in control, and lives by a set of carefully crafted rules. SheÔÇÖs 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, heÔÇÖs the campus bad boy sheÔÇÖs 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.

*a modern love story inspired by Pride and Prejudice*

~ Review by Anja

British Accent ÔÇô Check
Hot, Tattooed Fighter ÔÇô Check
Sweet but broken Heroine ÔÇô Check

Dirty English has it all! It has kept me captivated from page one, and it has taken all of a few sentences for me to fall in love with Declan.

Elizabeth Bennett is the girl from the wrong side of the tracks, poor, with a father in jail, but smart, beautiful, and strong. One night ruined it all for her. A night that destroyed her self-esteem, her faith, and the person she always thought herself to be. She set rules for her life after thatÔÇöno love, no relationships, and no repeats. That is, until she meets Declan.

ÔÇ£Big moments happen with the smallest of actions, and sometimes itÔÇÖs not until later we connect the dots, but in the instant I knew somehow, someway Declan was going to own my heart. It terrified me and excited me all at the same time.ÔÇØ ~Elizabeth

Declan Blay is perfect. Utterly perfect! At first glance, he appears to be the typical bad boyÔÇösmoking hot, tattooed, a fighter, and a player. But taking a closer look, you can see that this is not him at all. HeÔÇÖs smart, funny, sensitive, thoughtful, and sweet. HeÔÇÖs also not interested in random hookups, but actually looking for love. I tell youÔÇöperfect.

ÔÇ£YouÔÇÖre scars are beautiful. It means you survived. It means youÔÇÖre here with me.ÔÇØ He kissed my wrist. Light as a feather. ÔÇ£ItÔÇÖs my favorite part of you.ÔÇØ ~Declan

I love the dynamic of this book. Declan and Elizabeth are amazing together. And it was refreshing to see for once that the girl told herself all she wants what a one-night stand, and the guy is looking for something real from the beginning. It has been beautiful to see Elizabeth come into herself, start to fight and heal from her horrible past. But what would a love story be without drama. Both Elizabeth and Declan have exes out to ruin their lives. Despite the drama however, they make it to the other side stronger than before.

ÔÇ£The moment that dragonfly landed on you, I knew you were going to rock my world. It was my mum, telling me to see you.ÔÇØ
I traced my fingers across the tattoo on his neck. This beautiful Brit was mine.
ÔÇ£Nothing matters without you. My past, my rules. It all seems so unimportant now.ÔÇØ

Lastly, as a lover of the classics, I love the references and similarities to Pride and Prejudice. While Declan is prideful, Elizabeth is prejudiced. But like Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth, they both overcome their issues and open their eyes to whatÔÇÖs in from of them, grab onto it, and hold on with all their might.

This was the beginning of my life. IÔÇÖd sensed it from the moment I saw him at that frat party, that movie-worthy experience we sometimes get when we sense a shift in the atmosphere as if something extraordinary is about to happen.

Ilsa is a master at writing broken heroines and heroes and giving them their own unique happily ever after. Her writing style is captivating and will draw you in from page one.
I cannot recommend this book enough! I absolutely adore Declan, Elizabeth, and Dax! (Dax is DeclanÔÇÖs twin and IÔÇÖm praying he will get his own book. He needs to have his own HEA!) Y’all definitely need to read Dirty English!

~ Review by Loredana

The British are coming, the British are comingand we want them to stay!

ItÔÇÖs a variation on the classic Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. Two damaged hearts with enough passion to help heal each other. Each has their respective hurts and hurdles, but the beauty is their journey to each other.

Declan. There are not enough adjectives to suitably describe this man. Even though the story is about both Declan and Elizabeth, Declan steals the show. I mean, come onÔǪa man who can say the following, mean it, and not sound like a douche?┬á DAMNÔǪ

ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm nice to you because youÔÇÖre worth it, ElizabethÔÇØ – Declan

HeÔÇÖs got an amazing strength of character. He has amazing taste in literature. HeÔÇÖs the perfect blend of sweet and brawn. Ilsa Madden-Mills has written a most amazing manÔǪand he has a twin.┬á WINNING!┬á Seriously, the depth of this man and how he reaches out from the pages of the book makes him such a memorable character. I really appreciate his drive to make his own path while protecting his brother. What is most striking is how much Declan carries the same stoic tenderness as Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice. He does love Elizabeth most ardently because she has bewitched him body and soul.

Elizabeth. I hate what she has experienced (no details so I wonÔÇÖt spoil the story), but it has shaped who she is. What I disliked is how she has molded her behavior in order to find control. ItÔÇÖs a broken-type of coping, but itÔÇÖs a bit much to swallow. In fact, there were times I truly disliked her, even though I understood her reasoning and thought process. What is truly beautiful is how she finds her way back to herself with the help of Declan. I think ultimately they are well-paired, but not before she found the girl she lost so long ago.

WeÔÇÖre drawn into their story, riding the highs and stumbling through their hiccups. The writing is so solid and the story is so compelling, youÔÇÖre engulfed from the very first page.┬á Her characters are so well-developed and the secondary characters have their own depth and story to tell. Madden-Mills hits it out of the ball park. Enjoy the British invasion!

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

He exhaled. ÔÇ£A one-night stand?ÔÇØ

ÔÇ£Yeah.ÔÇØ

He cupped my chin. ÔÇ£Someone hurt you, didnÔÇÖt they?ÔÇØ

My lips tightened. No one at Whitman knew about Colby except for Shelley and Blake, and I sure as hell wasnÔÇÖt telling him. HeÔÇÖd judge me like everyone else had in Petal, North Carolina. ÔÇ£ThatÔÇÖs none of your business.ÔÇØ

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

ÔÇ£Then your hands can let go of my hips now.ÔÇØ

He removed his hands slowly, the tips of his fingers grazing mine. ÔÇ£This may surprise you, but I donÔÇÖt sleep with every girl I kiss.ÔÇØ

IÔÇÖd been rejected. Again. ÔÇ£Blake said you got around, that you usedÔÇöÔÇØ

ÔÇ£And you believed him?ÔÇØ His voice was incredulous. ÔÇ£Dude is in love with you and he saw exactly how we looked at each other tonightÔÇöÔÇØ

ÔÇ£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 didnÔÇÖt even care.ÔÇØ I threw my hands up.

ÔÇ£I wanted to fuck you the minute you walked in that party,ÔÇØ he snapped.

ÔÇ£Then why donÔÇÖt you,ÔÇØ I bit out, tossing back my shoulders.

ÔÇ£You think you want me?ÔÇØ he said tightly. ÔÇ£You canÔÇÖt handle me, Elizabeth. I can see it in your eyes. YouÔÇÖre scared of something, maybe not me, but something.ÔÇØ

My eyes went to his black eye.

He let out a harsh laugh. ÔÇ£Ah, thatÔÇÖs what youÔÇÖre afraid of. You want the real truth? You told me tonight you didnÔÇÖt like violence, but IÔÇÖm an arsehole who uses his fists. ThatÔÇÖs who I am.ÔÇØ

ÔÇ£What do you mean?ÔÇØ

His gaze was intense, dark and low, his face struggling as he fought to find the right words. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm 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, IÔÇÖve been beat to unconsciousness. IÔÇÖm everything you need to stay away from.ÔÇØ

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. ÔÇ£I donÔÇÖt want to stay away from you. I want you to fuck me and stop making excuses for why you canÔÇÖt.ÔÇØ

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, heÔÇÖd 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.

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

ÔÇ£Yes,ÔÇØ 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 couldnÔÇÖt. 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.

ÔÇ£Is this what you want? Something quick where we just take what we want and forget each other the next day?ÔÇØ

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

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

About Ilsa Madden-Mills

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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