The sort of interview where you finally understand how much people adore you.
I laughed. “I think a few women are in love with my husband for what he’s done—and I can share in that respect—but I do get rather possessive.”
Q’s lips tugged into half a smile. “Are you talking about the threatened restraining order last month, Tess? Surely not. Not you, my sweet blonde wife who would never put any claim on me.”
My heart raced remembering my threat and the consequences that came with it. Q had thoroughly proven why I had no need for jealousy—granting me another mark right above my belly button, so I would always remember.
I grinned, placing an owning palm on his thigh. “I’d fight for you, Q. I did fight for you. And every day I’ll never let you forget who you married and why.”
Fiona giggled. “Is it just me or did it rise a few degrees in here?” Pinching an éclair, she took a bite, and turned on the recording device again. “It’s so nice to see true love these days. I can tell I’m really going to enjoy this interview.”
The atmosphere changed from friendly to business. Crossing her legs, Fiona asked, “Okay, my first question is for Mrs Mercer. In fact, I don’t have any questions.” She waved her pen in the air. “Basically, I want to hear everything. Call me greedy, but I don’t want you to leave anything out.”
Q tensed, his leg muscles locking under my hand.
Fiona didn’t notice. “Tell you what—start from the day you got on the plane to Mexico.”
Q moved. Uncrossing his legs, he sat forward, steepling his hands between spread legs. Dominating. Governing. Stealing all my concentration and making me shamelessly wet.
My heart bolted, filling with words and memories and everything I would share.
This was it.
My story. My legacy. The one thing that would be immortalized onto pages and told forever. It wasn’t sweet. It wasn’t easy. But I would spare no emotion or detail. I would be honest to the very last word.
I opened my mouth to start. To tell my tale of heartache, love, and loss.
I’d waded through blackness and survived.
I’d fallen in love with a monster and thrived.
I’d danced into riches in every conceivable way.
But through it all, Q had been there. My monster in the dark.
Q grabbed my hand, bringing it to his lips. “L'histoire n'a pas commencé au Mexique.” The story didn’t start in Mexico.
Fiona frowned, “Oh? Where did it start?”
My brand seared, resonating with heat from Q’s intensity.
He glanced at me, sending fire into my soul. “Not where, but what.”
I melted. Utterly melted for my incredible husband. He understood me. He’d always understood me.
Fiona leaned forward, hanging on Q’s every word. “What?”
“A number. It all began with a number. For me anyway.”
My heart soared from my chest on sparrow wings. Birds filled my body—blackbirds, robins, and fantails.
I smiled. “That’s true. That was the beginning. The rest doesn’t matter.”
Fiona’s cheeks pinked as Q never looked away from me, sending the room swirling with desire. The moment the interview was over, Q would take me.
And I would be ready to accept whatever he wanted to give.
“What number?” she breathed.
Q tore his gaze from mine, locking her in his fierce pale stare. He riveted us with his power, trapping us in his net. “Fifty-eight. It all began with fifty-eight. And that’s where my wife will start.”
I looked at my wrist, tracing the numbers beneath the barcode and sparrow. I’d once been merchandise for sale. But then the winds of fate changed and blew me straight to Q. His cage became my home. His love became my wings. I became his bird through and through.
Tears pricked my eyes. I was so utterly happy, so faultlessly content, so completely complete.
Fifty-eight.
I’m Esclave Fifty-Eight. The girl who broke her owner.
My master had spoken.
I began.
Pepper Winters is a NYT and USA Today International Bestseller. She 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 #2)
Twisted Together (Monsters in the Dark #3)
Her Grey Romance books include:
Destroyed
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Debt Inheritance (Indebted Series #1)
Last Shadow
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Je suis à toi (A Monsters in the Dark Novella)
“Life taught me an eternal love will demand the worst sacrifices. A transcendent love will split your soul, cleaving you into pieces. A love this strong doesn’t grant you sweetness—it grants you pain. And in that pain is the greatest pleasure of all.”
Q made me the happiest esclave in the world. He gave me his heart, his empire, his ruthless unforgiving love. And life finally left us in peace.
A man like my maître has special needs though, growing stronger as our lives intertwine. The only way to survive his monster is to agree to all his desires.
Including his latest wish.
I’m his.
And I won’t refuse.
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DESTROYED by Pepper Winters
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This book enticed & enthralled me completely. Pepper's stories are like a fine piece of art. They are profound, unique, raw and beautiful. --Kristina, Amazon Review
Pepper Winters has a ridiculous level of talent, and I'm in awe of how deeply she delves into her characters. There are not enough stars, seriously.--K Dawn, Amazon Reviewer
If you like a bit of grey in your romance then you need to get this book because it's one of the best books I've read this year.—Bookfreak
USA Today & Top 20 Amazon Bestseller.
She has a secret.
I'm complicated. Not broken or ruined or running from a past I can't face. Just complicated.
I thought my life couldn't get any more tangled in deceit and confusion. But I hadn't met him. I hadn't realized how far I could fall or what I'd have to do to get free.
He has a secret.
I've never pretended to be good or deserving. I chase who I want, do what I want, act how I want.
I didn't have time to lust after a woman I had no right to lust after. I told myself to shut up and stay hidden. But then she tried to run. I'd tasted what she could offer me and damned if I would let her go.
Secrets destroy them.
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DEBT INHERITANCE (Indebted #1) by Pepper Winters
“I own you. I have the piece of paper to prove it. It’s undeniable and unbreakable. You belong to me until you’ve paid off your debts.”
Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Being the first born daughter, her life is forfeit to the first born son of t
he Hawks to pay for sins of ancestors past. The dark ages might have come and gone, but debts never leave. She has no choice in the matter.
She is no longer free.
Jethro Hawk receives Nila as an inheritance present on his twenty-seventh birthday. Her life is his until she’s paid off a debt that’s centuries old. He can do what he likes with her—nothing is out of bounds—she has to obey.
There are no rules. Only payments.
Coming June / July 2014
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*Songs for Twisted Together*
Complied by the amazing Kiki Amit
Undisclosed Desires by Muse
Monster by Imagine Dragons
Demons by Imagine Dragons
Coldplay by Magic
Never Tear Us Apart by INXS
Adore by Miley Cyrus
Broken by Lifehouse
Between the Raindrops by Lifehouse
Everything by Lifehouse
No Light. No Light by Florence & the Machine
Breath of Life by Florence & the Machine
She is by The Fray
Love Don’t Die by The Fray
Trust by Neon Trees
End of Time by Lacuna Coil
Closer by Nine Inch Nails
The Lonely by Christina Perri
My Heart is Broke by Evanescence
Addicted to you by Avici
Marry the Night by Lady Gaga
Something I need by One Republic
Darkside by Kelly Clarkson
Hunter by 30STM
*Full Poem from Chapter Headers*
By Pepper Winters & Ker Dukey
The blackness tried to swallow us whole, kill us, ruin us, capture our soul,
but our demons didn’t play well with others, the beast broke free to make them suffer
we’re altered, we’re abnormal, our souls stained with each other’s mark. Our souls are that of monsters born in the dark.
Intertwined, tangled, knotted forever, our souls will always be twisted together,
our demons, our monsters belong to the other,
Bow to me, I bow to thee, now we are free
Stroke me, provoke me, adore me, I implore thee, take all of me, ensnare me, play me to your tune
Bind our twisted perversions, love me dark, leave your mark. love my faults and imperfections
My night and day, my moon and sun, your light turns my black to glittering grey
Intertwined, tangled, knotted forever, our souls will always be twisted together,
our demons, our monsters belong to the other,
Bow to me, I bow to thee, now we are free
Our monsters found solace in each other’s perfect heart, the devil himself couldn’t tear us apart,
You belong, I belong, our twisted souls forever,
master and slave, owner and owned, you sate my need and feed me
We are blood of blood, echoing heartbeat and answering breath; nothing can break us, not even death
body of body, shared thoughts and lustful need, we bow to this swirling new greed,
We were nothing before, now we’re completely sure Each other’s possession, obsession, we’re free just you and me
Intertwined, tangled, knotted forever, our souls will always be twisted together,
our demons, our monsters belong to the other,
Bow to me, I bow to thee, now we are free
The sun warms my feathers, the updraft in my wings, linked souls for eternity, you’ll now wear my ring
Matching darkness, mirroring light, truth and love we took flight,
One esclave and one maître, no longer captive or thief, just perfect certainty and belief,
You are my saviour
My forever
My salvation
My together
My absolution
My treasure
The crown to my throne
YOU ARE MY HOME
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