Release Day Blitz and Review ~~ Afraid to Fly by S.L. Jennings

Afraid To Fly

The Fearless Series: Book Two

S.L. Jennings

AMAZON

Synopsis

I’d like to tell you that I’m ok.

That the meaningless sex with countless women has somehow numbed the pain. That it’s deciphered the constant confusion in my head. Eased the self-hatred that sinks into my gut every time I look in the mirror.

I’d like to tell you that time heals all wounds.

That we evolve and grow into well-adjusted, stable adults, set on a path to right the world’s wrongs. That we are not our past…we are not our pain.

I want to tell you all those things. Hell, I want to believe all those things. But I’d be lying. I’m good at that. Living a lie is the only way I truly know how to survive.
But the day I saw her, I stopped surviving. I stopped existing. And for the first time in 24 years, I started living.

She brought me back to life. Set me free and sent my soul soaring. Made this useless shell of a man feel like…something. Something whole and real and good.

She saved me.
Although she believes I wasn’t even worth saving.

LOUISA’S 4 STAR REVIEW

Fear of Falling has always been a favorite of mine. When it was announced that “Dirty Dom” would be getting his own book, I knew I had to read it. Kami, Dom and Angel were roommates in Fear of Falling and their banter kept me smiling throughout a book that was such an emotional and serious book.

I am such a huge fan of SL Jennings. What I love about this series is that it’s real. Real people, real life problems and my heart broke for these characters, time and time again.

Dirty Dom is exactly what he sounds like, a manwhore who has been using sex to suppress his past. He needed to clear his mind and not allow those moments from his childhood creep into the here and now. He’s a Daddy dom that needs a Little girl, similar to those you find on somewhere like mylittleprincess.co to help him get past his issues.

Raven, a young girl who has given up her life to care for her brother Toby. She has a few secrets herself that have made her cynical and weary of giving love and receiving love.

Their paths cross, Dom is Toby’s counselor and Raven has captured Dom’s attention. But can either of them come away from their pasts to have a future?

Ms. Jennings has taken these characters we met in Fear of Falling and given us more insight to who they are. They make us laugh, they make us cry and we feel like one of the gang. Like I was hanging at The Dive with them, having beers and shots of tequila.

There will be times while reading this book that you will feel raw, open and gutted. There is no sugar-coating in this book and it’s one of my favorite parts of SL Jennings’ writing, she says it like it is. Life isn’t always pretty, there isn’t always rainbows and unicorns. We all have a past but we determine our future. Many may find the angst level in this book too high, I was constantly on the edge of my seat while reading, screaming at Dom to let his past go and move on, but I think the high level of unease while reading is what kept me going, Needing to know that these two would be ok in the end, either together or apart.

Is it too early to ask for Angel’s book? How about Toby’s book?

Excerpt

It was if my body had known what my soul needed to mend itself from the verbal assault that had left me open and bleeding. Sex was that healing balm for me. And this was exactly the place where I could find it.

None of the dancers here were prostitutes, and I never paid to get laid. Ever. They fucked me because they wanted me. And I fucked them because I needed them. It was an even trade.

Contrary to popular belief, I didn’t stick my dick in just anything, and other than Cherri, had only been intimate with two other girls there: Skylar, a hot sophomore at UNC Charlotte, stripping her way through college, and Velvet, a tattooed, purple-haired vixen from England who fucked like a porn star and cursed like a sailor.

Right now, I needed Velvet. If anyone could make me forget the last twenty minutes, Raven’s razor-sharp words and myself, it was her.

My legs carried me inside, despite the numbness I felt. I didn’t want to be here, but I needed to be. And once I had the soft silkiness and warmth of a woman’s skin against me, I’d feel a helluva lot better. Luckily, Velvet was there for a day shift, working the lunch crowd in her usual getup of velvet and chains. Today she wore a cut-out thonged romper that left little to the imagination. And that was fine by me. I was tired of thinking anyway.

“Hey love,” she smiled as I approached. Her lips were painted a deep, dark eggplant purple that almost looked black. I’d have the color smeared all over me within the hour, most of it in places invisible to the public.

I didn’t waste any time. I didn’t have it in me to go through the motions and pretend I was here for anything other than sex. I leaned in close to her ear, letting my lips brush her earlobe in that sensual way I knew would get her hot, and whispered, “Back room in 10.” Then I quickly made my way to the bar to slam a shot of tequila.

She was there when I arrived, lounging on a plush loveseat with her heeled boots propped up on the arm. She looked at me with sin gleaming in her heavily lined eyes and gave me a slow, Cheshire grin. “Someone’s awfully anxious today.”

I was already loosening my tie as I stalked towards her and said, “Clothes off, boots on and get on your knees.”

 

 

Fear Of Falling

The Fearless Series: Book One

S.L. Jennings

I can’t remember the last time I felt completely safe. Security seemed more like a luxury to me, reserved for those who were fortunate enough to have picture perfect childhoods. For those who didn’t bear the ugly scars that keep me bound in constant, debilitating fear. I’ve run from that fear my entire life. But when I met him, for once, I couldn’t run anymore.

He scared the hell out of me in a way that excited every fiber of my being. It wasn’t the tattoos or the piercings. It wasn’t the warmth that seemed to radiate from his frame and blanket me whenever he was near. It was just…him. The scary beautiful man that threatened to alter 23 years of routine and rituals, and make me face my crippling fear.

My name is Kami and I am constantly afraid. And the thing that scares me the most is the very thing I want.

“Don’t worry,” he smiled, pulling me into the hard warmth of his chest. “I’ve got you. I’ll always catch you when you fall.”

And just like that, Blaine had staked his claim on the untouched part of me that no living soul had ever moved. He had captured every fear, every reservation, and crushed them in the palm of his inked hand.

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About the author

S.L. Jennings is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance, reality TV junkie, obsessive coffee drinker and collector of crazy.

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