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From New York Times Bestseller
Pepper Winters comes the highly acclaimed USA Today Bestselling Series:
Monsters in the Dark.
#1 Erotica, #1 Romantic Suspense, #1
Thriller. Award winner for Best Dark Romance, Best BDSM, Best Dark Hero, and
Best Strong Heroine.
This is a story of eroticism,
horror, tragedy and ultimately undying and unwavering love.
Included in the following edition
are:
TEARS
OF TESS
"My life was complete. Happy,
content, everything neat and perfect.
Then it all changed.
I was sold."
Kidnapped. Drugged. Stolen. Tess is
forced into a world full of darkness and terror.
QUINTESSENTIALLY
Q
"All my life, I battled with
the knowledge I was twisted... fucked up to want something so deliciously dark.
But then slave fifty-eight entered my world. "
Q may be a monster, but he's Tess's
monster.
TWISTED
TOGETHER
"After battling through hell, I
brought my esclave back from the brink of ruin. I sacrificed everything--my
heart, my mind, my very desires to bring her back to life."
Q gave everything to bring Tess
back. In return, he expects nothing less.
**Not recommended if you don't enjoy
dark romance, angst-filled plots, and BDSM.**
EXCERPTS
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Prologue
Three little words.
If anyone asked what I was most afraid
of, what terrified me, stole my breath, and made my life flicker before my
eyes, I would say three little words.
How could my perfect life plummet so far
into hell?
How could my love for Brax twist so far
into unfixable?
The black musty hood over my head
suffocated my thoughts, and I sat with hands bound behind my back. Twine rubbed
my wrists with hungry stringed teeth, ready to bleed me dry in this new
existence.
Noise.
The cargo door of the airplane opened and
footsteps thudded toward us. My senses were dulled, muted by the black hood; my
mind ran amok with terror-filled images. Would I be raped? Mutilated? Would I
ever see Brax again?
Male voices argued, and someone wrenched
my arm upright. I flinched, crying out, earning a fist to my belly.
Tears streamed down my face. The first
tears I shed, but definitely not the last.
This was my new future. Fate threw me to the bastards of Hades.
“That one.”
My stomach twisted, threatening to evict
empty contents. Oh, God.
Three little words:
I was
sold.
Excerpt
#1
Q’s face twisted; he captured my cheeks between hot hands.
“What are you?” he clipped, face hard and unreadable.
The question anchored me and I looked
into his pale ferocious eyes. I knew the answer he wanted. “I’m yours.”
He sucked in a heavy breath, body
jerking. “Say it again, but not in English.”
Q intoxicated me. My lips parted, and I
wanted to stay captured by him, forever. An ancient connection linked us
together. I looked into his soul—it churned with agony and demons, but he
wasn’t evil.
Q dropped his gaze to my lips. “Je suis à toi.” Something feral heated
his features; he pressed his mouth against mine in one fast kiss. “It means, I
am yours.”
My breath stuttered as power sliced, deep
and fast, igniting broken parts of me with sparks. His allure, his power, all
magnified to fist around my stomach. In the dark recess of my brain, I
translated his words to him being
mine. The power trip the little words gave was indescribable.
No wonder he wanted me to say it. I was
drunk on them. He was mine. Mine.
What life did Q live, needing to hear
such a strong affirmation? What ghosts haunted him?
Q tightened his fingers, biting into my
jaw. “Say it.”
With his command, I fumbled into the
victim I was, the rape survivor, the slave. The brief sense of ownership left
me bereft.
Q twisted my nipple under the wet
material of my bra. His cruelty reddened my skin and fight skittered into
yielding. He sent me reeling into needful and damaged. I’d been so close to
finding strength, but he took it away in an instant.
Fresh tears spilled as I whispered, “Je suis à toi.”
Q sighed heavily, resting his forehead on
mine. “Will you run again? Will you leave the one man who wants you above all
others? Leave his protection?” His voice wavered with regret, resignation, as
if he expected me to run, and already suffered loneliness.
My eyes popped wide; I shook my head.
“No, I won’t run again.”
He looked with half-hooded eyes. “How can
you be so sure? Don’t I scare you? Repulse you?”
He never repulsed me, and fear where Q
was concerned was an aphrodisiac. But I couldn’t tell him. “I will never
escape. Je suis à toi.”
Author Information
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.
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