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Never be afraid to put yourself first. Healthy love is worth the wait. You owe it to yourself to have firm boundaries and high standards. You're the person you've always wanted to become. You will be.

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Sunny Sweeney; CA, 1969

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© Ryan Pernofski

Aerial [H.S.]

By Peanutboyfriend

Here is a captivating story down to every detail. Set in 1965 Malibu, CA, this adventure follows Sweeney, a pro surfer, famous aerial artist (described as Harry Styles), and an original main character who have been thrown together as lead act aerialists in a circus. This novel pulls you into the impact zone, a perfectly crafted world that is nothing short of ethereal. I chronically find myself wanting to step right into this fantasy. It is a slow burn, full of tension, twists, molten hot, sickly sweet moments, and angst.

Extra Information & disclaimers below the cut

Ever lit your favorite scented candle then fallen asleep, so it burned all night , and the notes of the wax make the air exceptionally swirly thick? Have you been high or never been high before? No worries, this book will have you metaphorically eating your favorite fruits, drinking milkshakes, wrapped up in the safest embrace while watching an uninhibited sunset from atop the softest pink clouds imaginable.

Here are non-spoiler Reviews and bonus, a Trailer

Disclaimers: Mature content - read at your own discretion. Aerial is a novel layered heavily with heavenly details, so it is for people who love to savor and read or those willing to take a leap from short books and appreciate that every paragraph is poetry.

Now for the !Kinda plot spoilers! Aerial is an accurate depiction of navigating a romantic relationship and the ups and downs of trying to create a healthy dynamic and often having to get things very wrong before you get them right.

If it moves you as much as it did me, well, then you will never be the same person again. Perhaps to be broken apart and put back together in the best kind of way.

All the love, re

All my thanks and well wishes to the writer I share a name with!

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"Hand me the sex wax, babe?"

The surfer tilts his head in curiosity and his amusement is downright mortifying. He's making it extremely difficult to try to understand why he won't just give you your fucking ball back and why he's intent on flustering a stranger, "it's for grip. So I don't eat shit while I surf. It's called sex wax. Scratch my back and I'll scratch yours, ya dig?"

Aerial, The First Chapter