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

Posted on 26 May, 2015 by in Book Blast, Book Spotlight, Giveaways, Review, S.L. Jennings / 0 comments

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

Release Day Blitz Review and Giveaway: Afraid to Fly by S.L JenningsAfraid to Fly by S.L. Jennings
on May 26, 2015
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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.

This story chronicles the journey of Dominic Trevino, a character from Fear of Falling. However, it can be read as a standalone.

Happy Release Day to S.L. Jennings and her new book Afraid to Fly! This is Dominic Trevino’s story!!! Enjoy an excerpt from the book below and make sure to enter the giveaway!

Fans of Fear of Falling will love this story about Dominic Trevino, the tortured manwhore with an ugly past. I couldn’t wait to read his story and to find out how he would ultimately find his happy.

Dom has a heart of gold which readers will see with how he interacts with the children at Helping Hands, his place of work where children come for tutoring help and to interact with people who genuinely care for their well being.

This story is a heartbreaking journey for Dom who is unknowingly looking for a love so pure that it could help him move forward from his painful past towards a brighter future. Dom needs not only a healing touch but to find trust in a love that could make him whole again.

Could he be capable of more than just sex and lust and wanting to forget his past? And has he met his match in the angry Raven, who holds herself so aloof from him yet there is an attraction present that both can’t deny? What exactly is their history together and will they be able to find a future together?

You will have to read this book to find out 🙂

Seeing characters from Fear of Falling put a smile on my face as we see their lives move forward…it made me happy for what the future hold for each of them.

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Excerpt

I approached her slowly, letting my eyes take in her soft, feminine curves. That’s what I loved the most about women—their softness, their delicateness. It made them appear breakable, just like me. And it made me appreciate that vulnerability, in hopes that someone could—and would—one day, appreciate mine.

That’s why even though I never offered more than a few hours of toe-curling pleasure, I assured each second was spent tending to their sexual desires and making them feel treasured. Just because I was a whore, it didn’t make me callous or uncaring. If anything, it made me more aware of my humanity.

I pushed it all away, trading my own hang-ups and idiosyncrasies for the mental numbness that sex could provide and did what I do best: Fuck. I was good at this part—touching, kissing, licking. And when we were both ready—too ravenous with desire to consider my aversions—I drove into her slowly, all the way to the hilt. Until her body completely covered mine and soothed the ache of loneliness with wet warmth. This was the feeling I had been chasing since I was just a child, barely a man. That sweet oblivion that only mindless sex could provide. I was made whole by emptying myself into another, and for the barest of moments, I became separate from my pain and anger. I became the type of man that could look himself in the mirror and not see the horror of his past standing behind him, its razor sharp claws cutting into the skin of his shoulders while it smiled in that sinister way that still made my skin crawl.

I had seen that malevolence in my dreams every day since as long as I could remember. Sometimes it was in the form of a smile, a laugh. Sometimes it wore the face of ecstasy and passion. But it was always terrifying.

I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling long after Alyssa had passed out in blissful exhaustion. She came twice, once by my tongue, the other with her ankles on my shoulders. She was a screamer, and I kept wondering if Angel would bust in here, wondering if I was fucking or killing the girl. Then, if Alyssa was up for it, she’d join, like she had just this past weekend with Cherri. It wasn’t that we wanted each other in that way—oh hell no. We were just better…together. It made it even easier to get out of our heads and lost in the movement of our bodies.

It was co-dependent like a motherfucker. And unhealthy. And unconventional. But it was all we knew.

READ THE SERIES

Book 1 – Fear of Falling (both books can be read as standalone)

Book 2 – Afraid to Fly

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About S.L. Jennings

S.L. Jennings is a proud military wife to her high school sweetheart, a mom of 3 rowdy boys, and a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. When she’s not obsessing over book boyfriends, you can find her hanging out with a few epic fictional loves at independent bookstores or sipping Bloody Marys at her favorite brunch haunts in Spokane, Washington. She’s a self-proclaimed food snob, makeup junkie and lover of all things shiny, sparkly and kitschy.

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