Published by Self-Published on 1/16/2017
Enigmatic, wealthy and wickedly handsome, Jack Willow is more than just a talented musician.
He's a man with a sordid past.
And a man of many dark secrets.
When he meets a seemingly innocent girl by the name of Leah, he pulls her into a secret sexual world, a world that will both test their limits and bring them together.
But Leah is not who she seems.
Neither is Jack.
WARNING: This book contains the POV of a very abrasive male protagonist. There are RAW and explicit scenes of sexual nature, including dubious consent, BDSM, etc and this book is not intended for sensitive readers. This book is ALSO very tongue-in cheek.
I first read half of this book two years ago when it was published as House of Sin under the name Vince Stark. My impression upon finishing was that I couldn’t wait to see where the author took the story. This book is a raunchy, somewhat abrasive novel about a man who mostly gives in to his baser instincts as he navigates through life to find some meaning. Yes, it’s an erotica, yes the narrator is a misogynistic bastard with questionable ethics, but I still wanted to know more. After reading the complete Sex, Love n’ Rock and Roll, I conclude that, although the first half is more intriguing (which might be due to the fact that I was a different reader two years ago), the overall story is entertaining, somewhat introspective, if not completely engaging.
SLnRR starts off as a pretty gripping, HAWT, read with Jack the protagonist spitting unapologetic truths about the world as he knows it. He meets the innocent, Leah, and he initiates her into his world of sin and debauchery, all the while unable to resist the pull of her allure. Their interactions are charged and sexxxy enough to set panties on fire. Their connection is instantaneous and intense, although lacking depth (though I think that might be the point). At about the midway mark, the plot twists and Leah as Jack’s relationship turns on its head. This was the point at which the original novella ended, the point that kept me intrigued for over two years, and unfortunately the point where SLnRR lost me. It didn’t lose me completely, but I found myself easily distracted as the narrative became repetitive and the plot went down a bizarre and unbelievable road (although, I think I might’ve embraced the plot with more character development, especially relating to Leah).
Nevertheless, I would recommend this for its overall message. Despite sometimes seeming like a hipster narcissist as he bemoaned the unoriginality of the general populace, while idolizing the quaint, simplistic past, like only a white dude can, I agreed with his philosophy of always seeking change and not getting comfortable in our prepackaged lives. Sometimes we need to give in to our impulses, and follow our guts, no matter what society thinks, and to just live our own damn lives. I can roll with that message.
I think Scott MacKenzie has an interesting voice, and I appreciated his prose, especially set in the world of erotic romance—I’m all for having more male voices in the genre. I’d read something else he wrote if it meant meeting more interesting characters and experiencing a romance with some kick.