Spotlight: Very Wicked Things by Ilsa Madden-Mills

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THE BOYFRIEND BOOKMARK: ★★★★

Ballerina Dovey Beckham is a scholarship student at Briarcrest Academy, determined to prove she’s more than just a girl with the wrong pedigree. She does whatever it takes to succeed in her endgame, even if it means surrendering her body but never her heart.

Until the day she meets him, and he rips apart all her well-laid plans. Suddenly, the girl everyone thought unbreakable might just shatter.

Cuba “Hollywood” Hudson is rich, spoiled, and a star football player. With his fast cars and superficial girlfriends, he lives the high-life, hiding his secrets from the world.

Until the day he meets her, and she offers him something he’s never tasted…love.

But once in a lifetime kind of love doesn’t come easy…especially when dirty money, past sins, and old flames threaten the very fabric of their lives.

Welcome to Briarcrest Academy, where sometimes, only the wicked survive.

STEPHANIE: ★★★★

I spent a lot of time with Very Wicked Things with an ache in my chest. There was so much pain and hurt in this book. but the power of love is so beyond resounding. It was moving, touching and incredible. Ilsa Madden-Mills takes us on a journey that I did even know I wanted to be one.

It is over. He destroyed her. He broke her heart. But no one has really ever explained exactly what when wrong. It has been a year since Cuba has talked to Dovey. A year since he broke her heart and destroyed her. She has tried every day for a year to make sense of it all, but once he took the one thing that she owned, he was gone. Determined not to let it change her future, Dovey does everything in her power to stay strong and move on.

But let’s face it, their lockers were right next to each other and Cuba had spent almost a year trying to avoid her. He didn’t want to answer her questions, he didn’t want to admit his fault in the entire situation. He just needed to treat her like every other girl and move on with his life.

But keeping going seemed to be the easy part for both of them, the healing part not so much. So many unanswered questions and that deep emotional bond that had these two connected could have been broken forever, but can that spark that just doesn’t seem to go away be exactly what they need to find their way back to one another or is it too late? Has the damage already been done?

Let me tell you the heartbreak in this book from parents to friends, to one another was a lot to take in. I felt my chest tightening over and over. I couldn’t fathom how these two could continue to hurt each other the way they had. But I also believe it made it that much more powerful to read.

Ilsa Madden-Mills takes the two people that are so completely opposite and finds a way for them to try and have it all. Whether they work or not, is just something to experience in this book, but I found myself turning page after page hoping with each turn. My heart broke for the characters over and over again.

Well written and very intriguing, this book is not to be missed!

GOODREADS | AMAZON | BARNES & NOBLE | iTUNES

Teaser Dovey

EXCERPT

I got out of the shower and dressed hurriedly, anxious to get back to Cuba.

The door opened, and like he did it every single day, he stepped inside the steamy bathroom.

“Think I need a shower, too,” he said, his fingers easing off his football practice shirt.

What? Now?

Trying to play it cool and failing miserably, I moved my eyes off his naked chest and checked out his track pants and the obvious bulge he sported.

Oh. Did his lower body match the rest of him? Was it all sinewy muscle and big?

Just, yeah. That thought got stuck in my head and went round and round.

“You staying?” he asked, a grin working his face. Pleased at my open admiration, probably.

“No,” I said, but made no move to go. ‘Cause I had no shame when it came to catching a glimpse of his muscular body.

“Good,” he said, his smile broadening.

He pivoted to turn on the shower, and my eyes betrayed me again, admiring the muscles in his back, checking out how they twitched and rippled when he moved. Football and rowing had been good to him. My fingers itched to know how they’d feel underneath my hands. Which was stupid because we had nothing in common. Not a rich Highland Park boy and a poor girl from Ratcliffe.

And most importantly, he was a player, not to be trusted.

He hooked his thumbs into his pants, paused a moment—maybe waiting to see if I’d run from the room?—but when I didn’t budge, he slid them and his underwear off. My mouth opened. Cuba Hudson, the most popular guy at Briarcrest was standing right in front of me, naked and beautiful. And like the cocky bastard he was, he posed for me, his big-ass biceps and chiseled abs making me vibrate all over. Need for him slammed into me.

Did I say he was hot?

Well, I was wrong.

He was off-the-charts, no-holds-barred, freaking going make-me-lose-my-mind-right-there delicious. The ultimate man-candy, the kind I knew to stay away from, yet here I was, ogling him.

“Still leaving?” he asked huskily.

“Any minute,” I said in a weak voice, backing up to the wall and propping myself up. “Just chillin’. Shower wore me out. I might need to hold this wall up for a sec.”

“I want you to stay,” he said, eyes at half-mast, glowing with heat.

“Why?” I said, aching to touch him. But that was crazy. I was a virgin, and I didn’t know jack about touching a guy’s you-know-what.

“Look at me, Dovey.”

I tore my eyes from his manhood, blushing.

His eyes burned. “There’s a sense of urgency in my head. Like our time is limited.”

I nodded. Yeah, same here.

“And, I’ll be honest, I don’t want to rush you, but I’m dying to sink into you. I want to set you on fire with need for me.” He ghosted his hands over the steel rod between his legs. Once, twice, and—holy shizzle, he didn’t stop.

My chest rose faster and faster, and I tried to chill-out, but I couldn’t.

He lowered his voice. “Kiss me again, Dovey.”

Oh. “That’s a terrible idea, Cuba. Cause you’re naked, and I’m turned on because you’re naked. And you’re touching yourself. And you’re naked.” I sucked in a sharp breath. “Not a good combo. Odds are we’ll end up in that shower together or back in your bed doing the double-backed monster.”

“Then join me in the shower. I’ll be good. For you.” He arched his back, his hands still doing that back and forth that was driving me insane.

Liar, liar, pants on fire, I thought. No way he would he be good.

Because he was the Heartbreaker of Briarcrest Academy. And one wicked boy.

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