Monday, April 27, 2015

More Jethro & Nila?  Yes Please!

“She healed me. She broke me. I set her free. But we are in this together. We will end this together. The rules of this ancient game can’t be broken.”

Nila Weaver no longer recognises herself. She’s left her lover, her courage, and her promise. Two debts down. Too many to go.

Jethro Hawk no longer recognises himself. He’s embraced what he always ran from, and now faces punishment far greater than he feared.

It’s almost time. It’s demanding to be paid.

The Third Debt will be the ultimate test... 

HOW HAD THIS happened?
Where did it all go so wrong?
Jethro was supposed to love me. I was supposed to love him.
Yet he’d given me over to his family. He’d bound the ropes, blindfolded my eyes, and gifted me to his kin.
“Know what time it is, Nila Weaver?” Daniel breathed in my ear.
I jerked away. The restraints around my body meant I couldn’t run, couldn’t fight; I couldn’t even see.
Oh, God.
Please don’t let them do this.
I wanted to scream for Jethro to save me. I wanted him to put an end to this and claim me once and for all. Didn’t our connection mean anything?
You know it’s all different now.
Ever since I’d returned to Hawksridge Hall, things had been different—horribly, horribly different.
The fire crackled in the billiards room where the Hawk men had been playing poker. The air was hot and muggy and laced with cognac fumes.
Tonight, I’d had plans to end whatever changed between Jethro and me forever.
But now…those plans had changed.
Kestrel ran his fingers over my collar. “Relax, little Weaver. It will all be over soon.”
Cut chuckled. “Yes, soon you can go to sleep and pretend none of this happened.”
My ears strained for one other voice. The voice of the man who controlled my heart even though he’d thrown it back in my face.
But only silence greeted me.
Daniel snickered, licking my cheek. “Time to pay, Weaver.”
Someone clapped and in a voice full of darkness and doom said, “It’s time for the Third Debt.”

Two Months Prior
I shook my head, my heart smarting with pain. “What happened to you?” I reached for him, wanting to clutch his forearm and reassure myself that our bond was still there.
With a sneer, he sidestepped, staying out of reach. “What happened to me?” Smiling coldly, he made me seem as if I were some idiot child asking for the universe’s secrets. “I got better. That’s what happened to me.”
“I don’t—I don’t understand. You weren’t ill.”
“You wouldn’t understand. No one can understand another’s problems. All you need to know is that I’m cured and I won’t make the same mistakes again.”
I took a step back, goosebumps scattering over my body. “Don’t say that. I’m in love with you. Something like that cannot be undone—”
“Love is a chemical imbalance, Ms. Weaver. I am no longer imbalanced.” He came closer. “Don’t get cold feet on your invitation. You promised you would come, and you don’t want to give me a reason to punish you so soon…do you?”
My skin pinpricked with panic. That sentence should’ve dripped with eroticism. But it wasn’t. It was cold…lifeless…like him.
Snapping his fingers, Jethro held out his hand. He kept his digits curled slightly so I couldn’t see the tattoo marks on the tips. “Come. I want to be back at Hawksridge before sunrise.”

Nila dropped the jumper onto the desk, cupping her breasts. “Does this count as acceptable to you?”
I couldn’t breathe.
Everything I’d been running from made my head pound, my cock beg, and the drugs in my system to fucking disintegrate.
What was it about her? Why did she have this control over me? And why was I utterly, ridiculously helpless around her?
God fucking help me.
Didn’t she know the more she antagonised me and made me slip, the more likely Cut would give her to Daniel and fucking slaughter me in my sleep? I wanted to strike her—hammer the precariousness of our situation home.
“Why did you bring me here?” she murmured, skirting the desk.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the hard pinpricks on her chest. She couldn’t be cold—not in this furnace. That meant she was turned on.
My mind instantly went to one question. Is she wet?
“Kes told you. Our secrets are now yours.”
“I don’t think that’s the only reason.” Closing the distance, she licked her bottom lip. “I think you wanted me off the estate, so you could have me without anyone seeing.” Her voice layered with sex and invitation. “You wanted me away from the cameras, so you could drop the act and show me the truth.”
I cleared my throat. “What truth?”
“That all of this is a lie. That you’re still the man I fell for—playing the same game you said you were sick of before I left.”
Shaking my head, I tried to clear my thoughts. “You’re once again delusional.” Swallowing hard, I ordered, “Go down to the sorting floor. I have a meeting to take care of—”
“No,” she breathed. “I’m not going anywhere until you stop being an asshole and show me the real you.” Closing the final distance, she stood beside me, crackling with mischief and lust.
Locking eyes, she undid the button and zipper of her jeans. “Don’t hide from me, Jethro. I can’t stay strong if you cut me out.”
My legs bunched to push the swivel chair backward. One heave and I could launch myself free and run from her web. But somehow, I couldn’t. I remained tethered in place; breathing fast, fear swamping my lungs.
She grabbed my wrist. “Don’t fight it. You can’t fight the inevitable.” Without a word, she pressed my hand into her trousers.


“I’d given my heart to my enemy. I’d fallen. Fallen. Fallen. Hard. There was no bottom to my affection. No limit to what I would do to protect it.” 

The battle between the Hawks and the Weavers continues in the fourth book of the Debt Inheritance Series, Third Debt. Pepper Winters continues to leave me an anxiety ridden, emotional wreck with this next installment. I never know where she is going to take me, or how she will leave me, but this last book left me confused, devastated, and wanting to toss my kindle at a wall. Hard.
Jethro Hawk remains torn, between his loyalty to his family, needing his father to be proud and accepting of him, and his love for the woman he is fated to kill. Nila Weaver is terrified, and desperately in love with the man who is fated to end her life. The irony is not lost on me, that both Jethro and Nila’s lives would be so much simpler if they had just accepted their roles in this crazy situation. But by falling in love they have complicated an already unfathomable situation, making their lives hell on earth. Nila and Jethro both love their families, but that love will not supersede the feelings they have for each other and they cannot be denied any longer. 

“I’d done my utmost to be the perfect son, but I’d been fighting an unwinnable battle. No matter how much I wished I was like them-I wasn’t. And it was pointless to keep fighting.” 

When we begin Nila is being dragged back to London, by some mysterious men sent by Vaughn to rescue her. But Nila does not want to be rescued, we know this, at Jethro’s insistence she leaves, but far from happily. Nila is well aware of what may happen to Jethro now that his family is aware of their true feelings for one another. Jethro has hit a point where he is willing to sacrifice his happiness for Nila’s. What neither of them could have comprehended, is how far the Hawk family will go to see their precious debts repaid. They will not stop; their customs will be followed, no matter the cost.

“He’ll pay for setting me free. And it’ll be all my fault.” 

Nila is destined to return to Hawksridge, there is no question of this, it’s a matter of when, and when it happens one thing is for certain, it will not be the same. Jethro will be different and Nila will most certainly be. No longer weak, she has become a true warrior, willing to go back into the mouth of hell voluntarily if it means she has a chance to save her lover and end this horrendous cycle of cruelty. I thought after reading the first three books in this series that I could not possibly hate Cut, Daniel and Bonnie Hawk any more than I already did, I was very, very wrong. These three Hawks, are relentless, calculating, deceptive and beyond evil. Just my opinion, of course, but if all three of them were to die in a fiery car crash, I would happily stand over the wreckage dancing and roasting marshmallows. I digress. 
Nila, Jethro, Jasmine and Kestrel have more than their work cut out for them, if they are ever going to be free of this family and their wicked ways. The odds are mounted against them, the entire time I was holding on to desperate hope that the tides would change. Fate had to step in at some point and give them a break right? Wrong. I could not have been more wrong if I tried.

“We were both destroyed. And the only cure was to give in.” 
Third Debt kept me anxious, angry, confused, nervous, and enthralled from page 1. I was relentless in trying to figure out the answers that have been burning holes in the back of my mind since I began this series, and while I was granted some answers, I still have more and now I have new questions eating at me as well. This book ends in one hell of a cliffhanger. I was expecting to be left in a lurch as we know that there are two more novels before the conclusion of the series, but I never expected this. Pepper Winters once again proves that she is the master in leaving her readers gasping and shouting while pleading for more pages. Third Debt took me to a new level of frustration and desperation, just when I thought I couldn’t be more affected, I hit a new level.

“What Nila was about to go through would break her. What I was about to go through would destroy me.” 

This series is not for the faint of heart, it’s dark, and scary, incredibly raw. Winters doesn’t dilute her stories, not even a little bit, she puts it all down on the page, and if I’m not mistaken I think she enjoys torturing us just a little too much. Her writing and plotting are impeccable. The atmosphere she creates is vivid. Her characters are strong, stubborn, flawed, and damaged; this is what makes them so incredibly relatable and lovable. Her stories are so incredibly twisted I cannot resist them, they keep me coming back for more time and time again. Third Debt was incredible, the best book in this series to date, I hated the ending and I had a “mild” temper tantrum when I realized it was over, but I regret nothing. I loved it. Beginning right till the very bitter end. This series just continues to get better, evolve, and I cannot possibly wait for the next book. 

Is it June yet? Pepper, is it June yet? You’ve wrecked me once again, congrats on a job well done.

“It’s true. I did break him.”

Series Reading Order

Debt Inheritance (Indebted #1) FREE

First Debt (Indebted #2)

Second Debt (Indebted #3)

Third Debt (Indebted #4)
Third Debt (Indebted #4)

PREORDER Fourth Debt (Indebted #5) NOW


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 #2)

Her Grey Romance books include:

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