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From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills comes a new standalone romance about a flawed hero and the woman he can’t forget.

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Spider, a sexy and forbidden new standalone, is available NOW!

Title: Spider
Author: Ilsa Madden-Mills
Publication Date: November 13th, 2017

From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills comes a new standalone romance about a flawed hero and the woman he can’t forget.

“She crossed my path and changed my whole direction.”

He calls himself Spider.

I just knew him as the sinfully gorgeous guy with eyes of fire that fate sat next to me on the airplane.

I didn’t know who he really was…British rock star…my stepbrother.

He kissed me because he thought we’d never see each other again. We would.

Everyone warned me about him.

They told me he was ruthless and cold and screwed up.

They said he’d leave me with a hole in my heart.

Maybe I should have listened.

Maybe I should have built up a fortress to keep him out.

But I crumbled instead.

They say an unbreakable thread connects those who are destined to meet. If that’s true, then the moment he sat next to me, we were bound together forever.

He just had to figure it out before it’s too late…

 

 

Sandra's Review

🕷 Spider is a standalone novel that hooked me in from the very beginning until the very end. I have read a few of Ilsa’s books and I just knew I would fall for this rockstar. And I was so fucking right! This is Spider and Rose’s story…
 
One sexy Brit. One sassy Texan. Two people who don’t fit in. They end up on the same flight from New York to Texas. Spider wanted her the moment he saw her at the airport. She wanted him the night before at a concert but she was never noticed. Not with all the women throwing themselves at him. Now, they were sitting next to each other. He was in her space. She was in his. They felt something. They kiss. Why not? It’s not like they are going to see each other again. That is what they thought any way until they hit baggage claim. Of course…they would be going to the same place. Her stepfather’s house.
 
Spider knew he should stay away from Rose. And Rose knew he would only break her heart. He was warned. She didn’t need the warning. But when two people who feel a connection it’s hard to stay away even if it’s best for everyone. But, is it really a connection or just infatuation? Does she just want the bad boy to prove that she can handle herself? Does he just want the sweet girl to get back at his father? Or is this an epic love story that they never saw coming?
 
I loved, loved, loved this book! The characters are badass, sexy, strong, fun, and sweet. It’s not a hearts and flowers romance. Yes, it will make you swoon but not in a traditional way which is Spider’s way. It will also piss you off. As for Rose, she might only be seventeen on that plane but she has seen things thirty year olds shouldn’t see. She is mature, strong, and knows what she wants. Seeing these two grow together and apart was amazing. I cried, laughed, and felt their passion. I didn’t want to it to end but at the same time…I need to know how it ended.
 
Overall…I fucking loved it!! The characters. The storyline. The passion. The banter. The heartbreak. The love. It was everything!
 
Quotes:
 
You know what else I’m scared of? Opening shower curtains in every single hotel I stay in. I’m convinced there’s going to be a knife-wielding psycho who looks like Dolly Parton waiting for me. Maybe it’s the giant boobs, maybe it’s the wig, but something about her scares me.
 
“Let’s get one thing straight, stepbrother, your sexy little accent won’t work on me.”
 
Her face is a piece of art. Her movements like a sweet song.
 

Spider is Ilsa Madden Mills’ newest work of art. Ilsa’s heroes are some of my all-time favorites. She writes complicated, sexy, swoony, funny men who fall for sassy, beautiful strong women. Her writing is always fresh, witty and beyond entertaining. Spider is complex. He’s sexy with his tattoos and his accent, but he’s fighting demons. Women, booze, drugs. The total rock star life. He meets a sexy stranger on a plane and they share more than a kiss. Rose knows who he is. He’s Spider and he’s gorgeous and sexy and he kissed her. Fate is a funny little bitch. Turns out Spider is her stepbrother. They want each other, but that can’t happen. He’s no good for her and he won’t lose another person he loves. She’s young and she wants to go to college and make something of herself. Can Spider be strong enough to let her go? What happens when Fate steps in again? Can Spider become the man that Rose needs? I loved this story. It has heart, depth, love, sexiness and hope. Spider is beyond sexy. He has a way with words that gave me the chills. Rose is strong, independent and beautiful. They have a love that was just meant to be no matter what obstacles were put in their way. Overall, I laughed, cried, got tingles, laughed and cried more. I loved every word of this story!

 

He’s sex with a side of hard music.

 

I thought she was simply pretty. She is fucking luminous.

 

“You know what Frank Sinatra says about people who don’t drink…that when they wake up in the  morning, it’s sad, because that’s as good as they’re going to feel all day.”

 

His chest is broad and sculpted, his biceps look like I could bounce a quarter off them, and the deep V at his waist is making me salivate. All hail, England.

Excerpt:

How can one human man be so hot?


Spider sits on my toilet, shirtless, while I dab at his swollen eye. I’m doing my best to keep my eyes averted from the ink on his body, the way his tattoos swirl underneath his jeans, the way his chest is carved from stone.


Of course, I’m the stupid person who suggested he remove his shirt so I could see if he has any bruising on his chest. A cracked or broken rib can cause a lot of pain, and I want to be thorough, that’s all—I swear to baby Jesus.


He grinned at my request and whipped it off—which is the reason I’m now a mess.


There’s hardly any room to breathe with him in my small bathroom.
I wipe at the spot of blood on his cheek as he watches me stoically, never taking his eyes off me, tracking my every movement.


“This will look worse tomorrow,” I murmur, just to ease the tension. I stand between his spread legs, acutely aware of his fresh scent, his pure magnetism. My hands shake and I have to focus to push an image of me straddling him, both of us naked, out of my head. I want to run my tongue over the tattoo on his neck. I want to bite him like an animal while he—


Good grief, Rose, stop the fantasy!


“You’d make a good nurse,” he says softly, his long black lashes fluttering softly against his chiseled cheekbones.


“Doctor of Psychology,” I correct him.


“Your dream?”


“Yes.” Although right now I’m dreaming of him…
“I know that feeling. That’s how music is to me.” His golden-brown eyes watch me as I reach over to the medicine cabinet for more antiseptic and antibacterial cream, my chest perilously close to his face. I swear my nipples are reaching for him.


“Why psychology?”


I nod, pretending like I’m not all discombobulated. “My granny mainly. She loved to read people—literally. She ran a little palm-reading business out of her home before she died. All the old ladies of the neighborhood would come to see her. She’d make them coffee and they’d just…talk. She’d tell them what they needed to hear while I sat on the floor next to her and listened. There wasn’t any magic involved of course.” I laugh. “But…she was incredibly intuitive. She just got people. If someone twitched or looked left or right while they were talking, she’d have a reason for it and she’d tell me all about it after they left.”


“I think I would have loved your granny.” He curls an arm around me, tugging me close until my chest is a hair’s breadth away from his face. I recall our epic kiss on the plane. I feel the pressure of his taut thighs and my breath quickens as desire unfurls inside me.


A hum warms my blood. I want him—desperately.


And it’s entirely foolish.


He’s my stepbrother.


He doesn’t call girls back.


“Why does it seem like I’ve known you forever?” I ask, feeling myself gravitating closer.


He thinks about it, pushing a piece of hair out of my eyes. Cupping my nape, he pulls me in tighter until our noses meet. The back of his hand caresses my cheek and the heat from his touch burns, yet there’s a tautness in the roped muscles of his arms, as if he’s holding himself in check.


“Because I am you,” he says softly. “We’re so much alike, it’s staggering.” He pauses and stares deep into my eyes.


I nod. I can’t think. He’s so close to me, his eyes burning into mine.
He closes his eyes and exhales. “I want you, Rose. You’re intoxicating.”


I suck in a sharp breath, our lips inches apart.


Is he going to kiss me? I want him to.


His eyes open after the silence has gone on too long, a smirk forming around his mouth. “You scared of me, Rose?”


Never.


“I’m scared you’ll rip my heart out.”

He stares at the LOST tattoo on his hand. “I probably will.”


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About the Author


New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.

She’s addicted to dystopian books and all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding females. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Instagram, Ian Somerhalder (seriously hot), 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 paints old furniture.

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