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Fake Fiancée by Ilsa Madden-Mills is NOW LIVE!
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Blurb
A new standalone romance from Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author Ilsa Madden-Mills...
They say nothing compares to your first kiss,
But our first kiss was orchestrated for an audience.
Our second kiss…that one was REAL.
He cradled my face like he was terrified he’d f*ck it up.
He stared into my eyes until the air buzzed.
Soft and slow, full of sighs and little laughs,
He inhaled me like I was the finest Belgian chocolate,
And he'd never get another piece.
A nip of his teeth, his hand at my waist...
And I was lost.
I forgot he was paying me to be his fake fiancée.
I forgot we weren’t REAL.
Our kiss was pure magic, and before you laugh and say those kinds of kisses don’t exist…
Then you’ve never touched lips with Max Kent, the hottest quarterback in college history.
Get ready for breathtaking kisses and dreamy football players…
EXCERPT
Max stalked over to the barrier that divided the stands from the football field and jumped it. The fans went nuts as he brushed past them, some not even realizing it until he was down the aisle. The Jumbotron followed him.
“Good Lordy, what’s he doing?” Mimi asked, clutching at her chest.
“I don’t know,” I said rather weakly, taking the chance to study him the closer he came. He was beautiful, his shoulders impossibly broad. To add to the distraction, his helmet was in his hand and all that dark brown hair was flowing around his chiseled features as if he had a fan in his face. My Viking.
“He’s coming over here,” Mimi commented.
He was. But why?
I stopped breathing . . .right when he came to a halt in front of me and knelt down on one knee.
Eyes the color of a wild ocean gazed at me.
He took my left hand in his right one.
“Max,” I breathed, my heart fluttering.
He gazed up at me. “Sunny Blaine, will you marry me?”
The stadium went wild. In a daze, I looked up at the Jumbotron and felt like I was watching this happen to someone else. Camera phones flashed all around us.
My first clear thought was I’ll kill him.
Aloud, nothing came out but a faint wheeze. Clearly someone had stuffed a giant wad of cotton in my mouth. Clearly I needed something a lot stiffer to drink than this Diet Coke. Clearly my fake boyfriend was a freaking raving lunatic.
He sat his helmet on the ground next to my feet, reached inside it and pulled out a small black box.
No, no, no!
The box opened, and my stomach churned at the sight of the large round solitaire diamond ring that was nestled on the black silk. I blinked repeatedly to clear my vision.
With deft fingers, Max eased it out of the lining and slipped it on my left hand.
I stared down at it. Then back at him.
I was going to murder the hottest quarterback in the country.
Kiss her, Kiss her, the crowd chanted.
We were the focal point of the entire world.
Max stood and tugged me up with him until we were standing. He slid his hand around my neck and pulled his face to mine. The sky was blotted out as he kissed me.
But I hadn’t said yes!
I wouldn’t say yes.
Not to a fake engagement.
The applause of the stadium was deafening. And his kiss—it was deadly. Despite my rage, my body craved him. His lips were hot, so hot, and my tongue met his with a vengeance. We kissed hard, and I nipped at him, my teeth scraping across his lips. But the only one who’d end up bleeding in this scenario was me.
He eased back to take me in, and with a final look at my face he gave a thumbs-up sign to the entire stadium. They went nuts, chanting his name.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered in my ear, letting his hand trail down my arm as he stepped back from me. He walked away backward, eyes on me the entire time. The announcers for the game told everyone who might have missed it that Max Kent had just asked his girlfriend to marry him, and she’d said yes. More cheers came as they replayed him on his knee in front of me with a giant YES written across the top.
I plopped back down in my seat. Frozen.
“. . . did you see her face? Shocked . . .”
“. . . most romantic thing in football . . .”
“. . . luckiest girl in the world . . .”
My face went hot. Even my ears burned. I wanted to crawl under a seat.
God.
What a lie.
The half ended and our offense came out to the field, snapped the ball, and Max threw it straight to Tate who ran it in for another touchdown. My chest constricted and anger churned in my gut.
I didn’t care who won.
I hated football right now.
Most of all, I hated Max Kent, and I was going to make him pay.
REVIEW
About the Author
I absolutely adored this book! This book keeps you on your toes and it makes you believe that fate is inevitable. Fate will play a part on getting people together, whether they see it right away or not. One situation will be their game changer. One we sort of saw coming, but their story, not so much.
On a night that was turning out to be the worst in her life, he turned it around and saved her life. I fell in love with Max at that moment.
Max and Sunny were college neighbors. He was the popular quarterback who had everything he could ever want while she was the quiet to herself kind of girl who was working to put herself through college. Complete opposites but you can definitely feel a strong connection between the two of them. They both had a feeling that they had once met, but no recollection can be made. Max wasn’t your typical dumb jock. He was smart, excelled in school while staring on their football team with big dreams he was aiming for. He is also trying really hard to stay out of trouble to achieve one of his all-time goals. He was going places, football was his life. It always came first, above everything. But there was a fellow athlete who was trying his hardest to bring him down.
They both have such a unique relationship. Max comes up with the idea of them to pretend to be together to help with both of their exes. Completely stupid in my opinion but he felt it was the only thing he could do. They carry on the act making it seem real when it was not. Their plan will back fire because their relationship will end up leading to a fake engagement. Of course Sunny has reservations about this whole thing, but Max is totally for it. He feels this is the only way and Sunny thinks helping Max achieve his goals will be a good thing. She is just that amazing of a person. she is willing to put her life aside to make his better.
I absolutely love their relationship though. They truly are a like real couple pretending. The connection is visibly there. It was hard to decipher if one was really pretending or being truthful in the relationship. You can’t help but fall in love with the both of them and root for them to make it real. The past will come to surface and change their dynamic. Fate will intervene again and help push them along. But when lines start to blur, when fake starts to feel real what will happen? Can they make it truly real or will things get in the way? Can they handle all the sabotages done by others? Life does not always go the way we want it to and it is apparent here.
I swooned over Max and everything he did for Sunny. He stood by her when no one else would. And Sunny helped Max see life in a different light. He changed his complete perspective on things. He could not have done it without her. When Sunny goes through some heartbreaking choices, Max is constantly there to support her. There is no doubt how he feels about her. Sunny’s grandmother is defiantly a hoot. She was the only family to not abandon her but to love her unconditionally. And her best friend. I would love to see a book about her. She's the totally opposite of Sunny and never left her side. She is definitely the outgoing one of the duo. Which makes them so perfect together.
This review was done by Jenn. I received an advanced copy for my honest review.
About the Author
Wall Street Journal 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 females. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Ian Somerhalder, astronomy (she's a Gemini), 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 and fuzzy pajamas.
She loves to hear from readers and fellow authors. Email her at ilsamaddenmills@gmail.com.
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