Wednesday, 19 March 2014


NYT and USA International Bestselling Author
Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.
Her Dark Erotica books include:
Tears of Tess (Monsters in the Dark #1)

 Quintessentially Q (Monsters in the Dark
Her Grey Romance books include:
Destroyed (Standalone)
Upcoming releases are:
Twisted Together (Monsters in the Dark #3)

 Debt Inheritance (Indebted Series)


“As long as you’ll inflicting pain, I can keep it together.” The admission made Zel
look up. I lowered my voice, throwing an annoyed glance at the medic. “I want you
to know. Everything about me. Maybe then you can understand. I want you, Zel. The
thought of you leaving fucking kills me.” .--HAZEL
For weeks I’d wanted to see Fox naked. I’d wanted to understand what he kept
hidden. But now he stood before me and I wanted to shut my eyes.
He didn’t need to verbalize his story. It lived in his skin, engraved into muscles, and
imprinted into flesh. .--HAZEL
I didn’t know if I wanted to laugh or cry. In one move, Fox gave everything that he
was. He bared his soul; he dropped every barrier, so we could understand him better.
I hated myself in that moment for keeping so much from him. For judging him. For
not understanding or granting more compassion.--HAZEL
My eyes flared. “Why on my stomach? A vital part of my anatomy isn’t useable
unless you intend to teach me how to dry hump a mattress.” I tried to joke, to dispel some
of the tense anxiety between us, but Zel’s lips only twitched. I’d mistaken any sense of
relief when she secured the padlock—she hadn’t relaxed at all, shaking with tension.
“I want to do something.”
Fuck. She wanted to touch my back. She wanted to look deeper at the tattoos, see
beneath the ink to the lash marks and countless other scars hidden beneath the Ghost
designs. --ROAN
Raising my eyes to lock with hers, I murmured, “I want to lick you.”
Her eyes flared wide; her toned tummy tightened.
When she didn’t move, I cocked my head. “Let me taste you and I’ll gladly let you
touch my back. But I’m not going anywhere until you obey me. Come here.”
She shook her head, a blush covering her cheeks. “I can’t. How would you—”
Logistics seemed simple to me. “You have to sit on my face, Zel.” I couldn’t stop the
small smile and the thrill in my stomach at the thought of her presenting herself to me.
She’d have to willing expose herself and hold herself in place while I pleasured her.
“Move. Now. I won’t ask again.” –ROAN
He groaned, stroking harder. His thumb came up and over the head of his cock,
pressing the sensitive flesh until he shuddered. “You’re the only woman my cock reacts
to. The only woman I want to plunge inside and never stop taking.”
I bit my lip, mesmerized by him. I wanted to suck him. I wanted to take all of him
inside me. “I only get wet for you, Roan.”
His eyes snapped closed. “Fuck, call me that again.”—HAZEL
Fox made a sound in the back of his throat, tightening his fingers. He glared, looking
ready to murder me. “Who are you?” His eyes darted over me as if looking for an
When I didn’t respond, he swiped his face with his other hand. His forehead
furrowed while his expression turned pissed and stormy. “You think I didn’t see you
watching? You had your eyes all over me. Answer me. Who the fuck are you?” His deep,
accented voice stiffened my nipples even as a thrill of fear jolted through me.
My temper gave me false courage. “I’m not in the habit of answering such rude
My eyes fell to her breasts, rising and falling rapidly. “This could’ve been so simple.
I’m not asking to hurt you. I’m asking to give you pleasure while taking my own and pay
you a handsome sum.” I licked my lips loving the tightness in my belly and pangs in my
cock. “I need to fuck you and the more you fight the worse it gets.”
I moved forward and captured her chin, holding her tight. The intense spark between
us returned like a lightning bolt, whizzing and searing, turning my fucking thoughts to
Goddammit, I wanted her. –ROAN
It was the best kiss I’d ever received, but also the worst. It sparked lust and need in
every inch of me. My lips wanted more, my tongue wanted savagery. My skin wanted to
bruise because he needed to touch me so badly.
All my thoughts disappeared as I nipped at his bottom lip. He flinched, but a second
later he copied, his sharp canines piercing my oversensitive flesh.
I moaned.
I couldn’t take it.
My hands flew up and gripped his shirt. Yanking him toward me, fireworks whizzed
in my fingertips; my heart galloped toward exploding with lust. I’d never been so drunk
on someone before.
Then I landed flat on my back.
The crack of my skull jangled my teeth. The thick carpet did little to cushion me.
My eyes flared wide and I grunted in pain. Fear, hot and terrible, swamped my lust in a
dampening wave.
“Top rule. Unbreakable rule. Don’t. Ever. Touch. Me.” Fox kneeled on one knee
beside my head, breathing hard. His hand noosed my throat, pressing my spine into the
carpet. His eyes were cold and lifeless, looking like a hunter intent on blood. –HAZEL
“You didn’t say anything about bondage.”
He shook his head. “It isn’t bondage. It’s protection.”
Fear thickened as I looked into his eyes. “Protection? From what?”
He stood, his colourless gaze ripping me bare. “Me.” --HAZEL




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