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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.
Excerpt of DIRTY ENGLISH
“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.
There are some authors that I don't even feel the need to read the synopsis of their book to know I will get a fantastic story and amazing characters. Ilsa Madden-Mills is one of those authors for me. I love the way she writes and can tell a story. And Dirty English is another awesome novel by the talented author. Well Done, Ilsa Madden-Mills!
Declan Blay is a sexy Brit who came to live in America with his father after his mother passed away from cancer. Declan is also an underground MMA fighter, and twenty-one and in his last year of college at Whitman University in Raleigh, North Carolina. Declan has a twin brother named Dax, who is the polar opposites of Declan. Dax is the happy-go-lucky brother who likes to party and loves the girls. Declan is the serious brother; he loves MMA fighting and dreams of teaching mixed martial arts at his own gym and maybe getting a chance at the UFC.
Elizabeth Bennett (yep, she knows her name gets her the side-eye look when people hear it but, she could care less), happens to love the book Pride and Prejudice. It’s one of her favorites. Elizabeth is very independent and feisty, and she's trying to forget the horrifying abuse she suffered, as well as trying to get away from the small town she came from, along with the mother who's never been a mother to her.
Declan and Elizabeth are two opposites that have more in common than they realize. Declan is a romantic, where Elizabeth is a one-night stand kind of girl. Declan is hard on the outside but soft inside, where Elizabeth is soft on the outside and tough on the inside. Both are loners, both love books, both have ex's from hell, and both are damaged and broken. But where Declan is still holding on to his faith, believing in true love and wanting the girl of his dreams. Elizabeth has slammed the door shut to her heart and doesn't want anything to do with love or man.
I just want to say that I love and totally adore Declan and Elizabeth. Declan is every woman's dream of the prefect alpha male. That sexy English accent, that mouth of his can say the sweetest romantic words that will swoon a girl right off her feet, and then turn right around and say the sexiest, dirtiest bedroom talk that will take a girl right over the edge. And Declan is doing everything in his power to romance Elizabeth and convince her that love is still real, and what they have is the real deal and the forever kind of love.
There are also other awesome characters that I totally fell in love with. Shelley and Blake, who are Elizabeth’s best friends, have protected Elizabeth and her secret. They are truly the kind a friends we all wish for. And then there's Dax the flirt, Declan's twin brother. I can't wait to read his story next. Dax made me smile so much but, he's definitely carrying some deep hurt under that jokester and womanizing persona of his. I highly recommend Dirty English as an awesome must read.
5 Hearts of Love for Declan & Elizabeth!
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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Ilsa Madden-Mills’ other books:
VERY BAD THINGS
VERY WICKED BEGINNINGS
VERY WICKED THINGS
VERY TWISTED THINGS
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