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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.
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"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.
"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.
"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.**
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
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.”
Excerpt
“Worse than me?” he murmured. His voice held an edge,
almost as if his question meant a lot more than what he asked.
Wanting to give him something, after all he did for me
last night, I nodded. “A lot worse.”
He shook his head, eyes unfocused. Memories swirled in
their depths and I wanted to chase him wherever he went. I wanted to know him. Would he ever let me get
close? Was a slave allowed to help her owner, while letting him use her body? I
didn’t know the rules.
Q finally released me, presenting the other package. “This
is for you.” His jaw clenched as I held my hands out, accepting the large
sketchpad and charcoal pencils. I opened it and couldn’t breathe. Inside,
architectural graph paper—the exact kind I used in my university course—glowed
fresh and new.
My eyes widened. “You remembered what I told you…that
first breakfast when you kissed me.”
He sat straighter, tension rippling in his body. “I
remember everything, esclave. I
remember how you smell, how you taste. I remember how you feel inside and how
terrified you were when I found you at Lefebvre’s residence. I also know things
you haven’t told me. You secretly like what I do to you. You think you hide it,
but I know that darkness in your eyes. It feeds me, calls to me.”
He fisted the covers, throwing them off me, exposing my
body. “Why else do you think I can’t leave you alone?”
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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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. 
