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***THIRD DEBT IS LIVE!!!! & INFORMATION ON FOURTH DEBT***

I’m so excited to announce Third Debt is out a day early and ready to be read :)

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iBooks: http://bit.ly/17KywXP

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1GE9vMk

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Google Play: http://bit.ly/1DglADL

Blurb: 

“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…

ENTER TO WIN A FREE SIGNED COPY OF THIRD DEBT

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A few reviews so far:

5 Stars Third Debt was just mind-boggling and blowing. I mean, what can’t NOT happen? Pepper Winters just seems to go there right when and where you don’t expect it to. –-Kawehi Reviews

5 Stars I am just beyond amazed on how good this book was. Hell..the whole series is just amazeballs and if you haven’t read them, you are so missing out!! Missing out on such an original storyline, beautiful distinctive characters, and I am just so completely enthralled by Pepper. —Mommy is a Book Whore

5 Stars Pepper never fails to put my emotions right on edge… Verging from love/hate happiness/heartbreak, tears of laughter/sadness.., she does it again… Keeps me on the edge of my seat from first page to the last! 5stars just don’t give it justice… My reviews don’t give it justice but once you have read it you will understand why I find it difficult to articulate myself well other than OMFG!! —Tamsin, Goodreads

PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT REGARDING FOURTH DEBT

I’ll make this post while ducking for cover. Previously, I’d said Fourth Debt would be releasing around May / June. I’m going to be completely transparent here, so you can understand the predicament I’m in:

Back in July last year, I signed a publishing deal with Hachette to release two books traditionally. This deal meant larger exposure for my work in bookstores and paperbacks, the chance to work with large company editors, and to sample the other side of publishing. I can honestly say I love dealing with the amazing people at Hachette and am very lucky to be able to release both traditionally and self-publish. However, going traditional does mean I am bound to certain clauses and signed a contract agreeing to a non-compete term. What that means is I must work with my publisher to decide on release dates for my self-publishing titles so as not to cause averse affects on my traditionally published work. Normally, they require six months either side (which for someone like me who releases every 2-3 months is suicide.) Luckily, Hachette understood this and have been very flexible with me. We have recently been in discussions about Fourth Debt’s release and have come up with the following solution:

THE GOOD NEWS

Grand Central (Hachette) will be releasing Ruin & Rule from me in July. Originally, this book was due out on the 28th July. However, because I’m doing a two month long signing tour starting on the 6th July, they’ve been beyond amazing and brought the release forward to coincide with signing events so the book is available to everyone on those dates. So, Ruin & Rule is almost a month early and releasing on the 7th July 2015.

THE NOT SO GOOD NEWS

Unfortunately, with good news comes the bad. Because this is a new book from me, Grand Central have asked me to give a few weeks break between my releases, which means my original intention to release Fourth Debt in June is no longer permitted (as it’s too soon to Ruin & Rule’s release in early July) I was told to release Fourth Debt early to mid May, which was an insane task as these books are long of over 70,000 words or more. (Third Debt is 100,000 words). Not to mention I’ve been sick for the past two weeks and general lifeness which means I’m behind. If I couldn’t make early May, my next alternative was late September, which is too far away. We have since been in talks about a new date and have come to a conclusion:

Fourth Debt has had to be rescheduled. I don’t like it just as much as you, HOWEVER, I have been able to create the pre-order links NOW on ALL platforms, so at least you can pre-order and forget until it shows up on your device. And in the meantime, Ruin & Rule has been brought forward to ensure there is only a few weeks between my releases, just like normal.

THE NEW RELEASE DATE FOR FOURTH DEBT (Indebted #5) IS:

11th AUGUST 2015

Pre-order links are:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FMK85L

iBooks: http://bit.ly/17cYh1Q

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1CQ9ZYn

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1GM4rG1

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1ODra86

I know it feels as if Fourth Debt is ages away, but the good news is Ruin & Rule is only nine weeks from being on bookshelves as well as on ebook. You’ll be able to spot the cover in Wallmart, Target, and other retailers very soon!

I can’t thank you all enough for loving the Indebted Series so much and for supporting my crazy stories. The great news is Final Debt will still be released on its approximate date, so the last two books in the Indebted Series won’t be far apart.

This is the new publishing schedule: 

THIRD DEBT: Out Now

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iBooks: http://bit.ly/17KywXP

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1GE9vMk

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1yxJBHU

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1DglADL

RUIN & RULE: 7th July

Amazon: http://amzn.to/17cXi1G

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1JmUbWA

Kobo: http://bit.ly/19qraZR

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1FVtwL0

Google Play: http://bit.ly/17iExdf

FOURTH DEBT: 11th August

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FMK85L

iBooks: http://bit.ly/17cYh1Q

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1CQ9ZYn

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1GM4rG1

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1ODra86

Thank you so much and happy reading!!!!!

NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY BESTSELLER — THANK YOU!!

I can’t believe it.

I can’t stop dancing.

Tears of Tess, Quintessentially Q, and Twisted Together are officially a New York Times Bestselling Series. I’ve wanted that from the very beginning for Tess and Q and to achieve it 18 months after Tears of Tess was released is incredible!!

THANK YOU to everyone who bought a copy of Monsters in the Dark Boxed Set. You guys have not only placed the series at #8 on ebook NYT and #15 ebook and print combined, but also #34 on the USA Today Bestseller list which makes that a twice over bestseller as Twisted Together hit back in June 2014.

I can’t thank you enough!! TRULY. You have ALL made my day complete. Hell, YEAR complete.

xxx xxxx

Along with the amazing List News, Monsters in the Dark also led the way on Galley Cat round up too, being #1 in self-published titles for that week!

Not only is this surreal as this was my first series and my baby, but it blows my mind to think I’ve:

Hit New York Times 3 times. 

Hit USA Today 7 times.

I NEVER in my WILDEST dreams imagined something so incredible could happen. And it’s ALL down to you.

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

THIRD DEBT (Indebted #4) OFFICIAL RELEASE DATE

I can finally announce the release date for Third Debt!

17th April 2015

“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…

iBooks: http://bit.ly/17KywXP

(All other retailers will be available on 17th April)

The good news is, I can also advise when the next in the INDEBTED Series will release too:

THIRD DEBT: 17th April

FOURTH DEBT: May / June

FINAL DEBT: September

OTHER UPCOMING RELEASES

This has been brought forward from 28th July to 7th July 2015.

“We met in a nightmare. The in-between world where time had no power over reason. We fell in love. We fell hard. But then we woke up. And it was over . . .”

RUIN & RULE

She is a woman divided. Her past, present, and future are as twisted as the lies she’s lived for the past eight years. Desperate to get the truth, she must turn to the one man who may also be her greatest enemy . . .

He is the president of Pure Corruption MC. A heartless biker and retribution-deliverer. He accepts no rules, obeys no one, and lives only to reap revenge on those who wronged him. And now he has stolen her, body and soul.

Can a woman plagued by mystery fall in love with the man who refuses to face the truth? And can a man drenched in darkness forgo his quest for vengeance-and finally find redemption?

Pre-order on: 

Amazon: http://amzn.to/17cXi1G

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1JmUbWA

Kobo: http://bit.ly/19qraZR

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1FVtwL0

Google Play: http://bit.ly/17iExdf

She’s forbidden.

Saffron Carlton is the darling of the big screen, starlet on the red carpet, and wife of mega producer Felix Carlton. Her life seems perfect with her overflowing bank balance, adoring fans, and luxury homes around the world. Everyone thinks they know her. But no one truly does.

The silver limelight is tainted the day the couple announce their divorce.

He’s flawed.

Raised in squalor, fed on violence and poverty, Cas Smith knows the underbelly of the world. He’s not looking for fame or fortune. He’s looking for a job to get him the hell away from the danger of illegal fighting, and comes face to face with the woman who ran all those years ago.

Unable to turn down her job offer, he agrees to be her bodyguard and personal trainer, all while she hides her secrets.

He had no intention of letting her back into his heart.

But neither of them were prepared for what happens when forbidden and flawed collide —fracturing the world they know, changing the rules forever.

Due to unforseen circumstances, this book has been delayed till later in the year. More details coming. I can’t thank you enough for your patience, everyone!

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.

Again, due to unforseen circumstances, this has been delayed to further in the year. However, it will be 2015 and will feature lots of Tess and Q goodness. :)

Last but not least, the sale on MONSTERS IN THE DARK BOXED SET will finish tomorrow. Price will rise to $9.99 and will never be 99c again. So if you want a copy, now is the time.

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1x7lYoB

Amazon.co.uk: http://amzn.to/1GK26rg

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1v93S4h

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1FnMXxl

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1zK8Ekc

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1zSget3

COVER REVEAL & CRAZY MASSIVE SAVINGS ON MONSTERS IN THE DARK SERIES

I’ve officially lost my mind, but it’s for your benefit :)

Monsters in the Dark–the series that includes Tears of Tess, Quintessentially Q, and Twisted Together–the one that hit USA Today Bestseller twice and introduced people to my slightly twisted mind has been bundled into a crazy deal.

FOR A VERY LIMITED TIME THE EBOOKS (which are $13.00 to buy separately) have been combined into one mega 1,100 page ebook for NINETY-NINE CENTS. 

Yup.

99c

This will not last long and once it’s increased to $9.99 it won’t ever be 99c again. So…if you know anyone who wanted to start the series or even if you want the files all in one easy to find location, then I suggest a one-click :)

Here are the buylinks: 

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1x7lYoB

Amazon.co.uk: http://amzn.to/1GK26rg

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1v93S4h

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1FnMXxl

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1zK8Ekc

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1zSget3

To celebrate the new release, I’m super happy to reveal the updated cover. I’m completely in love with it and for those who have read Twisted Together, you’ll know the scene with the Shibari Ropes :)

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1x7lYoB

Amazon.co.uk: http://amzn.to/1GK26rg

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1v93S4h

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1FnMXxl

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1zK8Ekc

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1zSget3

This boxed set is also available in paperback HERE:

https://www.createspace.com/5330389

I also will have signed copies if anyone would be interested?

Here is a bit of information on what the boxed set includes:

**STRICTLY LIMITED TIME SALE PRICE ON COMPLETE TRILOGY**

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.

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1x7lYoB

Amazon.co.uk: http://amzn.to/1GK26rg

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1v93S4h

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1FnMXxl

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1zK8Ekc

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1zSget3

**THIRD DEBT EXCLUSIVE SNEAK PEEK**

It’s getting closer….closer….closer to release!

To celebrate, I thought I would release a sneak peek to Third Debt (Indebted #4) Before you go any further I will attempt to scare you off with WARNINGS.

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN’T READ Debt Inheritance, First Debt, & Second Debt. You’ve been warned.
If you haven’t read the other books in this series, here are the buylinks:

DEBT INHERITANCE (Indebted #1)

Amazon: http://amzn.to/17UZImo

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1yjMNiW

Nook: http://bit.ly/1Cl8rau

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1zoFkFL

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1w3FtOq

   

  FIRST DEBT (Indebted #2)

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1BjpblH

iBooks: http://bit.ly/15JNGeU

Nook: http://bit.ly/10PcYWi

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1qmB3d7

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1zSgiJw

 

  SECOND DEBT (Indebted #3)

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1uAbTPY

iBooks: http://bit.ly/1zMz5Mg

Nook: http://bit.ly/1ujMc0l

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1xgCSvb

Google Play: http://bit.ly/1MDbvWy

Sneak Peek to Third Debt (Indebted #4)

Coming April 2015

Subject to copyright. Subject to change. Unedited.

Copyright © 2015 Pepper Winters

All rights reserved.

NILA

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.

Jethro was mine and it was up to me….

…up to me to end this.

I was no longer trying to save myself.

I was trying to save him.

From his nightmares.

From himself.

From them.

NILA

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 over 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. I 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. 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 once and for all.

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 if 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…

 

 

JETHRO

I meant what I said before.

I meant it with every bone in my body.

Someone has to die.

I still stood by that conclusion. Only…I’d hoped it wouldn’t be me.

Too bad wishes never came true.

I’d always wondered what it would feel like. Always wondered what existed after this world.

My eyes fell on Cut.

Then on the gun.

I guess I’m about to find out…

I’ve also been asked a few questions which I answered on my Facebook page and copied below:

The release date on iBooks of the 31st May is a HOLDING DATE ONLY. I’ve said this a few times and it’s even written on the apple blurb.

To answer other questions:

* ALL books will be available on ALL platforms: Amazon, iBooks, GooglePlay, Nook, Kobo, Paperback

* Six books total

* Fourth Debt (Indebted #5) is due out sometime in June / July (however I have Ruin and Rule coming out on the 28th July and it all depends on my publishers guidelines on when I can release the next Indebted)

* Final Debt (Indebted #6) is due out sometime in September.

* Yes they are a series and can’t be read out of order.

* No you don’t have to wait years for the next books.

* Thank you for being so impatient and loving this series as much as I do.

* Don’t panic an official release date will be announced very soon. (I haven’t announced it as I was writing another book in between and I couldn’t over commit just in case the story wasn’t working. At the end of the day, I don’t want to disappoint you by saying one date and then having to push it back. A few more days and I’ll have an exact figure. I CAN say it will be in April 2015.

I think that’s it.

Thanks everyone!!

TRIUMPHS, TRIBULATIONS, AND TRUTH of 2014

I wasn’t going to do a long post, or bother putting a ‘full stop’ on the past 365 days that was 2014. But as I read so many people’s posts on Facebook and on their blogs, I found that I LIKED reading about their journey’s and valued seeing how hard everyone worked, what they learned, and what their goals were for 2015.

I didn’t do an end of year post last year, but thought I would follow the masses and do one this time—if only just for my records for when the next 365 days have passed. It will be quite cool to look back and see what I accomplished, what dreams I didn’t chase, and what hot air I was spouting at the start of the year.

So…here we go…

TRIUMPHS of 2014

I’m going to bullet point these, because there are a few. In fact, looking back on what 2014 brought into my life, I’m on the floor with my jaw hanging wide. It makes me wish I’d done a list for every year I’ve been alive: taking stock of what I achieved—even if it was just growing into the person I was meant to be. So many people say xxxx was my year—the best year of my life. I’ve never thought of life that way. I’ve always taken each year as one complete leap into my future. I’m not afraid of death. Never been one to say, next year I’ll be rich enough, brave enough, strong enough to try XYZ. I’ve always just done it. I moved away from home to a different country at 18. I opened my own business at 22. I asked my hubby out on our first date. When I look back, it looks like I was rather fearless in going after I wanted—but I can tell you I was crapping myself thinking of ‘what can go wrong’. What kept me going wasn’t blind faith that it would work out—but that I would have the power to brush it off if it did. I believed no matter how bad things got, there was always a new tomorrow.

(Too flouncy? I’ll stop. Lol)

Okay, I got off track…here are the Triumphs.

I released four books this year. Not many but that’s a total of 600,000 words, which is a lot.
I attended three signings. Goldcoast in March, Edinburgh in July, and Sydney in November. I still (and doubt I ever will) get used to people coming to see me and ask for my autograph. It blows my mind.
I hit the USA Today bestseller list three times. Once with Destroyed, once with Twisted Together, and again with Debt Inheritance.
I hit the New York Bestseller list twice. Once with Make me, and once with Debt Inheritance.
A big five publisher, Hachette, contacted me to offer me a publishing contract. (I thought it was spam. It wasn’t. Still find that surreal.)
I signed with Erica at Trident Media to help me with negotiations.
I sold Turkish rights to the Monsters in the Dark Series.
I’ve agreed to Audio rights to all my work. (Monsters in the Dark, Destroyed, and Indebted Series)
I’ve sold Italian rights to Indebted Series.
I’m in talks to sell German rights of Monsters in the Dark.
I grew as a writer, wife, and friend.
Even though my life went crazy, I never let it go to my head. (Least I hope it didn’t—I do my best to stay grateful, humble, and most of all awed by the whole experience.)
I know just how lucky I am.
I became super close to a friend who I adore, Skye Callahan.
I became closer with my hubby as the pressure of money slowly became less of a worry.
I was lucky enough to go on holiday with amazing friends to Bali and loved every minute of it.

I think that’s enough. However, I could keep going and going. This year has truly been amazing to me and it’s all because of this industry. I have nothing bad to say about it. It’s tough putting out a book. It takes dedication and commitment and tears. But in the end, that’s what makes it all the more rewarding, and I wouldn’t change a thing.

TRIBULATIONS of 2014

This part, I’m not going to list. Not because I didn’t have any, but because I choose not to remember. If I had a sad day, an angry day, or a day where I let negativity consume me, then that day is deleted. I refuse to focus on the bad, when there is so much good. I believe that it’s this mentality that allows me to focus on my dreams and also makes me a happier human being.

If I hear something that makes me upset, I’m not Wonder Woman and can brush it off in an instant. Sometimes it takes me days to get over something. But I do get over it. I move on and forget as I have no time to bring up the past that only hurt me.

If I lived through something that took a toll, I do my utmost to twist it around and make it a positive. Again, I’m not a rocket scientist so this is a lot easier said than done. Sometimes all you can do is let it sit, cry it out, and then eat a tub of gummy bears. You can’t force yourself to move on if you aren’t ready, but you do need to use tough love and make sure you aren’t dwelling.

So yeah, tribulations…didn’t have any. Lucky me

Now for the Truths of 2014.

I’m not entirely sure where I’m going with this part. I guess I’ll segment it up into Truths for 2014 and my Ultimate Goals (which is blatant truth and shows how large I dream) for 2015. Normally, I keep these close to my chest as I don’t want to seem as if I’m completely nuts for chasing after things so huge.

The truths of 2014…um… okay, I have a few.

I neglected my health.

There. That’s probably the biggest one. I’ve always had a small frame, but the past year has seen me eating convenient food because I work till 8-9pm, and sitting on my arse 14-15 hours a day because I’m writing too much. I have jiggly bits where there was none, and my cardio is shot. Also, with writing and spending so much time on a screen, I screwed up my eyes and now have to wear glasses. So yeah…pretty brutal to neglect the body that brought me through life up to this point because I was afraid this amazing ride I was on was about to fizzle and disappear.

I doubted my own stamina.

I threw myself into writing and publishing as if it would end tomorrow. Not only did I screw my health, but I didn’t pay as much attention to my wonderful husband, or just take time out of the day to do what I really enjoy. I like to scrap-book—haven’t done that this year. I like to paint—my oils are dried up and useless. I used to just like blobbing in a patch of sunshine on the weekend and reading until my bladder was about to burst and I couldn’t be bothered getting up. All of those I gave up in order to work. But it’s become painfully obvious that I need to keep doing those little silly things to keep my happy.

I compared myself to others.

I think we’re all guilty of this. Someone once said to me: There will always be someone smarter, richer, prettier, and healthier than you. Yet, it shouldn’t matter because they aren’t YOU. I get that. I don’t begrudge that. But sometimes when I was down, I let myself sink. I’m glad I only lasted in that space for a week (right around the time Debt Inheritance came out) Then I slapped myself and took stock of all I’ve achieved. Sure, I’m not a leggy billionaire who lives on a private yacht. Sure. I’m not able to retire yet and buy anything and everything I want. But what I do have is priceless. I have love. I have contentedness. I have the freedom to do what I please. And I’m exactly where I need to be in my life and I intend to no longer want more, want it faster. If I keep putting out a quality product written from my heart, I have no doubt everything will work out the way it’s meant to.

Right, onto the truths for 2015.

I want to walk 10,000 steps every day.

I’ve rigged a contraption on my treadmill that will let me write while walking. If I go 2 miles an hour (a dawdle) I can still write and do 10,000 steps in 2.5 hours.

I want to reduce my work hours.

I want to write better books and release more often. But I also want to potter about with hobbies when the urge strikes. I need to find a balance and I’m already on my way to finding a better one.

I want to seduce my hubby more.

Rather personal, but there you go. In this day and age we’re guilty of letting phones, laptops, and TV get in the way of spontaneity. It’s not good—for us or our physical relationships.

Those are all ways to make my mental space be as formidable as possible.

Now onto the material goals…

I want the Indebted Series to be optioned as a TV Series. (Told you I dream big)
I want to sell more foreign rights so my reach to readers expands.
I want to hit the Wall Street Journal List.

There we go. Three major goals for 2015. They’re in print on the interwebz, never to be deleted. Let’s see if this time next year if I’ve achieved them.

I hope you all had an incredible 2014. If there were more Tribulations than Triumphs then I know it only made you a stronger person. If there were more Triumphs than Tribulations, then you’re on the right path and only going to get richer in happiness, health, and love.

I truly couldn’t have done this without you. I’m endlessly grateful every day. Not just for you buying my books, but for the incredible emails, the messages that just make my heart glow, and the support you’ve shown me. The world is nothing but doom and gloom these days, but the people I’ve been lucky enough to get to know have been nothing but cheer and confidence.

I’m so very lucky.

I love you all and look forward to riding the 2015 wave with you. Xxxx

FIRST CHAPTER OF SECOND DEBT BOXING DAY SPECIAL **DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN’T READ INDEBTED #1 AND #2. SPOILERS**

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Hope you enjoy and Merry Christmas

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I’D TAKEN HER, but ultimately she’d taken me.

I’d tried to destroy her, but serendipitously she’d destroyed me.

This was the beginning of the end.

Not the end of my feelings for her but the way of my life, my world.

Something would have to change.

Something would have to give…

…

Someone would have to die.

On last time. Don’t say I didn’t warn you :)

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I EXISTED WITH a brain full of betrayal, schemes, and plotting.

Living with the Hawks was utterly exhausting. Every day was a challenge to figure out the truths from the lies. But no matter how hard I worked, I could never seem to unravel reality from fiction.

Two days had passed since Kestrel had granted the truth on one huge mystery. Two days where I hadn’t been able to think of anything else.

I wanted to hate Jethro for duping me; for stringing me along like an idiot.

But whenever my anger boiled over, needing desperately to confront him, I remembered one thing.

One very important vital thing.

He’d initiated contact before he was told.

He’d tracked me down on his own—at least I hoped he had.

He’d communicated with me almost as if it were a cry for help, rather than a plot to deceive.

If this was another trick, then so help him I’d find a way to castrate him.

But somehow, I didn’t think it was.

I had a horrible feeling that this was the one way he would let me in.

Which brought me back to my vitally important conclusion:

Jethro wants to be honest.

He wanted to stop playing charades and show me everything he kept hidden.

He wanted to talk to someone. Perhaps for the first time in his life, he wasn’t satisfied with the hand life dealt him and…

Stop coming up with scenarios and excuses.

All day I’d been coming up with theories on why he was how he was, and reading too far into things that he’d done.

It could be as simple as: he’d been told to get in touch. Told to initiate contact in a way that could potentially make me a more submissive captive if I believed he was on my side.

All this belief that he acted against his father and it was another secret—just like sleeping me was the biggest secret of all—didn’t mean it was true.

How do you explain the knowing then?

I slouched against my pillows in bed. That was true. There was a part of me that seemed to just know. Either sheer dumb belief or feminine intuition. I believed he’d texted me because I was the first outsider permitted into his world—the only one not a Hawk. Could it be that texting me was a call for help or a white flag of surrender in battle?

My brain hurt.

When we were alone; when we weren’t arguing or fighting, there was an enchanting calmness—that same calmness was found through the aid of technology. A simple message in the form of middle ground.

Closing my eyes, I let my mind skip back to Kes’s unwilling promise. The way his eyes darkened with secrets as I collapsed into his arms from the vertigo spell two days ago.

“Nila?”

A crushing headache appeared from nowhere. It was the most I could do to stay present and not permit my mind to chase after hastily formed convictions and relive every text Jethro had sent to see the hidden agendas now I knew it was him.

“I’m—I’m okay. You can let me go.” I struggled out of Kes’s embrace, my skin humming from his touch. I needed some space. I needed a world full of space to get over the treachery and lies.

“You didn’t know? You hadn’t guessed?” Kes crossed his arms, never taking his golden eyes from mine.

I glowered. “How could I know? I thought the messages were from you!”

He flinched. “Yes, that was the plan. To make you believe it was me, so he could continue on with whatever little mind games he was playing.” Leaning closer, he added, “I haven’t been privy to any of the messages he sent you or you sent him—so don’t feel like I’ve intruded on details that I shouldn’t.”

Anger infused my blood like boiling oil. “If you were both in on it—why didn’t he show you the messages? Why were you so nice to me? What does all of this mean?”

Kes moved away a little, reclining against a sapling. “I was nice because that’s just who I am. Yes, I come from a family with twisted up morals and I’m loyal to those twisted up morals. I rather like having the power the Hawk name provides, but I also did it out of loyalty to my brother. If you’re pissed, direct it all on him. Not me.”

“Oh, believe me. I’m pissed. Beyond pissed.” My hands balled as crazy ideas filled my head of retribution and revenge. I would make him pay.

“I’d cool down before you spring it on him. Best to keep it quiet. Cut doesn’t know. It was just me who knew Jet had been in touch with you before he was given the go ahead to collect you in Milan.”

I froze. “Why did he initiate conversation with me almost five weeks before he could claim me?”

Kes shook his head. “The day I understand my brother is the day I’ll gamble my entire inheritance on the stock market. I can’t work him out. The only thing I can do is be there for him. And I only found out ‘cause he changed pretty much around the same time he started messaging you. Something was different—we’re close. So I saw it before the others.”

My brain hurt trying to figure out just what had changed in Jethro. He’d seemed the perfect Hawk when he’d come to collect me. Cold as ice and as deadly as a sword.

Now that I knew his secret, I had power. I had no intention of giving that power back to him.

Jethro had been playing me for too long. I wouldn’t give up this small piece of weaponry. He’d successfully screwed with my head. It was time for payback. “Don’t tell him that I know.”

Kes’s eyes popped wide. “Pardon?”

“You heard me. Don’t tell Jethro about today. Let him continue thinking I’m clueless.” My heart frothed with rage and unhappiness. I was so stupid to think I’d got through to him on some level. The sex between us left both of us stripped bare. Something more than family feuds and hatred existed when he slid inside me and sent both of us shattering into dust.

I’d let him inside me. In so many ways. It was my turn to do the same.

“You know I can’t do that, Nila. As welcome as you are in our household, and as much as I like hanging out with you, I can’t betray Jethro. Not after everything he’s been through.”

I pounced on the small thread of truth about my tormentor. “What has he been through, Kes? Tell me and I’ll march back to the Hall right now and tell him myself.”

Kes shifted uncomfortably, refusing to meet my eyes. “Slip of the tongue. Forget it.”

Crossing my arms, I hissed, “Fine. Seeing as you’re so capable at keeping secrets, keep this one for me.”

Kes scowled. “Keeping my own flesh and blood’s issues hidden isn’t the same thing as helping out a Weaver.”

My heart raced. If Jethro hadn’t taught me how to stand up for myself, I would’ve cowered at the thought of being so pushy with a fully grown man all alone in a forest. Now, I was raging and fully intended to get my own way. “Give me two weeks. Two weeks before you tell him that I know. Do that and I’ll be forever grateful.”

His shoulders slumped in defeat. “How can you be forever grateful when forever isn’t something anyone has.”

Especially me seeing as my lifespan was destined to be significantly shorter than his.

“Just…please, Kestrel. One favour.”

It took him awhile to give in. His allegiance to his brother strong.

Finally, he huffed. “Fine. But it won’t save you from his temper when he finds out.”

However, I had no intention of suffering Jethro’s wrath. I had every right to deceive him after he did it to me. My revelations were safe—for now. I trusted that Kes wouldn’t say anything. I didn’t know why, but on some level I did trust Kes—just enough to use him in my plans. And I fully committed to tripping Jethro up.

It was his turn to divulge things he might not if he knew the truth. Hiding behind the pretence that Kite was Kes had made him softer the past few weeks. I would use that chink to make the crevice I’d been trying to form since I gave him a blowjob after hunting me down.

Not to mention, I couldn’t think about anything else. I couldn’t focus on sketching, sewing, reading.

Nothing.

My brain was a whirly-gig of Jethro. Kite. Jethro. Kite.

It was a never-ending merry-go-round. And I’d had enough.

Throwing myself out of bed after another sleepless night, I wrenched back the curtains and glowered at the dismal weather.

The watery dawn did nothing to inspire either anger or contentment. The sky was grey. Fog looked like haunting ghosts, threading its ghoulish tentacles over the lower woodland of the estate. No birds chirped or sun shone.

Summer had truly abandoned us. The bite in the air shouted ‘go back to bed where it’s warm’ but my brain had no such intention of letting me relax.

I hadn’t relaxed for two days. I’d stared at my phone, determined to text Jethro and trip him into revealing everything he kept secret, only to stare blankly at an empty message.

Now that I knew it was him, my willingness to show so much of myself had gone. Knowledge was power and he had too much of mine already. How could I dig deeper into his mystery while maintaining all of mine?

The answer—I couldn’t. And that made me incredibly nervous. To find out who he truly was, I had to show everything that made me real. And despite the emotional growth spurt I’d endured at the hands of Hawks, I wasn’t ready to evolve again. I’d lost so much of myself already—how much was I prepared to leave behind before I became a perfect stranger?

“Ah!” I dug my fingers into my thick hair. I needed a reprieve from my racing thoughts and I knew exactly how to do it.

Mother Nature’s drab overcast day and her sudden urge to switch seasons from summer to winter couldn’t stop my itch.

I needed fresh air and I needed it now.

Racing around my room in the new Weaver quarters where Jethro had made me beg and come apart with his cock deep inside me, I found my black running shorts and highlighter pink sports bra—both skin-tight spandex. Pulling the clothing on, followed by my sneakers, I quickly smoothed my hair into a messy bun, and shot from the room.

I hadn’t worn my exercise gear since the morning of the Milan runway show. I’d sprinted until I’d collapsed off the treadmill at the hotel, hoping I could dispel my anxiety enough to hide my stupid nerves and prevent a vertigo spell in front of the press.

It had worked—mainly. Until Jethro arrived, of course.

The moment when I’d set eyes upon him repeated in my mind. He’d been so dashing with his suit, tie, and diamond pin. So perfectly refined with his elegant haircut, chiselled physique, and sculptured lips. Even though his soul was dark, his body had summoned me better than any drug.

He called to me and like the stupid Weaver I was, I followed him blindly.

Now, it’s his turn to follow my whims, my rules.

Jogging down the corridor, the silky material of my workout gear gave me a sense of welcome. My racing mind and temper eased, already reacting to the stress relief I’d sought all my life.

The last time I’d been for a run, I’d been bolting for survival—the prey of a hunt. This time I would be running not from physical abuse, but mental.

I need him out.

I needed his overbearing presence on my mind to quieten and to find a way to pry his clutches off my already ruined heart.

It wasn’t fair. I was supposed to seduce him and make him care for me. Not the other way around. I wasn’t supposed to fall for my own games and let my body command me.

Lust was as dangerous as love—only it was worse because it had the power to make even the worst ideas seem plausible—and even recommended when a sexual reward was given.

The moment Jethro gave into me and kissed me, I betrayed more than just myself. I’d betrayed my entire family line and all the Weaver women who’d died before me.

I had feelings for him.

A dangerous softness toward my would-be-killer.

It has to end.

I had to find a way to seduce him, make him love me, all while I kept my heart frigid and locked away in an ice fortress.

I laughed under my breath. You sound just like him. I wanted to turn into the female equivalent of his glacial shell.

Only, ice wasn’t impervious. Ice melted and succumbed to fire.

I’d proven that over the past month.

The house breathed around me with gentle heartbeats only ancient dwellings can have. Spirits of past generations lived in its walls, revenants danced in the drapery, and figments of long forgotten lovers floated through tapestries.

A grandfather clock tick-tocked as I jogged past, showing the time at six thirty a.m.

After being privy to the business meetings with Kes and the Black Diamonds, I knew the men never got up this early. They worked late; dealing with shipments and the transportation of stones worth more than any dress I could sew. Darkness was their asset, the sun their foe.

At least I could run and be back before anyone tried to stop me.

I didn’t want them to draw the wrong conclusion that I was trying to escape again. I blinked as a snarl worked its way through my soul, forcing me to come face-to-face with yet another horrendous conclusion.

Don’t think it.

I couldn’t ignore the truth.

Even if you found the boundary this morning, you wouldn’t leave.

My heart thumped harder at the tangled web I lived.

Freedom was something I wanted more than anything. But even if I escaped the Hawks, I would only run back into the trap of pity and vertigo. I wanted more than that. I deserved more than that.

If I found the estate edge, I wouldn’t disappear. I couldn’t.

My captivity wasn’t just about me anymore. It was about the future. It was about Jethro.

Admit it…

It was about living.

The passion, the intensity, the blazing ferocity of existing with enemies and plotting beneath their noses was a much worthier cause than sitting at home sewing for the masses.

This was about me. Me standing up for myself, and for a future I wanted, not a future already planned for me.

This was about so many twisted things.

Balling my hands, I wrenched open the French doors at the end of the corridor and stumbled into the foggy dawn.

The minute fresh air slapped me in the face, I found a reprieve from my scrambled emotions toward the firstborn Hawk.

I can’t forget my ultimate plan.

No matter how Jethro endeared himself to me—giving me glimpses of someone barely coping inside his wintry shell—I wasn’t going to forget my ultimate goal.

Freedom.

Not just for myself, but for the rest of my legacy. My children and their children and their children’s children would never have to go through this. I had every intention of being the last Weaver stolen.

It’s time for a new debt—one that owes us life, not death.

Sucking in lungfuls of crisp morning air, I steeled myself in what I had to do. In order to win, I had to guard my soul. I had to play along with Jethro’s mind-games and hope to God I won first.

A cool breeze whistled through the trees, sounding like haunted laments. I shivered, wishing I’d brought a jacket. The damp chill of the vaporous morning iced my skin granting instant goosebumps.

You’ll be sweating in ten minutes. Ignore it.

Gritting my teeth against the cold, I bent over and stretched my right leg. The tug and slow release of taut muscles was heaven after the stress of the past few days.

My body hummed with the knowledge it was about to run.

And run.

And run.

For fun this time, not for survival.

Bouncing on the spot, I rolled my shoulders, eyeing up the sweeping lawn before me. If I went right, I’d loop around the stables. If I went left, I’d cut through the sprawling rose garden and orchards.

Go straight.

Down the meandering gravel path that disappeared over the horizon.

Sucking in oxygen, I switched from bouncing to jogging.

“And just where do you think you’re going?” A cool voice whispered through the silver fog.

I wrenched to a stop, peering behind me.

No one.

“I thought you’d realised running wasn’t a viable option, Ms. Weaver.”

His icy voice sent a strange mixture of hot and cold desire down my spine. Jethro morphed into being, seeming to solidify from the mist like a terrible poltergeist. Smoothly, he leaned against one of the soaring pillars holding up the portico. His arms crossed and body tight.

My heart collapsed, unable to untangle the maze of hypocrisy between us. My skin begged for his touch. My lips tingled for his. Every inch of me craved what he could deliver.

Heat. Passion. An eruption that I felt in every cell.

But none of that was real.

And I refused to believe in trickery any longer.

Mirroring his body language, I crossed my arms and glared. “I realise escaping isn’t a viable option. But I’m not escaping. I’m running. Running is my only option to escape the mess you’ve made.”

His jaw clenched. “The mess I’ve made?”

“Yes.” I took a step backward as he advanced. “You’re messing me up and I’m done playing whatever it is that you’re doing.” I sucked in courage and embraced honesty. It seemed to work around him and I needed him to see how serious I was. How hurt I was with his deception.

He’s Kite.

Bastard.

Baring my teeth, I said, “It seems I have a weakness for what your body can offer, but I changed my mind. I don’t—”

A low growl escaped him. “A weakness? You call what happened between us a fucking weakness?”

My breathing ratcheted as if I’d already run two miles. “The worst kind of weakness.”

He smiled, but no mirth entered his gaze. If anything, his golden eyes were luminous with anger. “You’re the one who started it…Nila.”

I gasped at the delicious decadence of my name on his lips. The sound echoed in his mouth, shooting straight to my core.

Shit.

Jethro advanced again, his body trembling with barely veiled lust. “You’re the one who created this problem.” His hand came up, fingers slinking through my tied-up hair, tightening around the back of my skull. “I can’t hear the name Weaver without getting fucking hard. I can’t even think of you without boiling with need when I should be vacant with family duty.”

His nose brushed against mine, his lips so damn close to stealing all my scrambled plans and sending me headfirst into a life of debauchery.

“You should never have said those two words, Ms. Weaver. I told you. We’re both fucked now.”

My mind was blank, every synapse focusing on his fingers in my hair and his mouth only millimetres from mine. “What two words?”

He chuckled. The sound was self-deprecating and almost morbid with dark intensity. “Kiss me.”

I shivered in his hold. “You’re reminding me of what started this mess, or you’re asking me to kiss you?”

Ask me. And I will. God, how I will.

I’d kiss him until I’d stripped him of his arctic armour and destroyed it, I’d lick him until I tasted his truth, and I’d bite him until I’d eaten every morsel of his soul.

I’d do all that so he nowhere left to hide.

We stood wrapped in foggy silence for an endless moment. The drawn out anticipation of a kiss turned my legs to jelly. If he pressed his mouth to mine, I wouldn’t be going for my run. I would climb his body and impale myself on his cock.

Fakery be damned.

Kite’s messages and deceit be damned.

I just wanted a raw connection.

With this man who made my soul whimper for wrongness.

Jethro’s tongue slipped between his lips, hypnotising me. Then…he let me go. “No, I’m not asking you to kiss me. I won’t ever ask anything from you.”

I flinched as if he’d slapped me. “Why not?”

“Because I own you. Everything I want will be given not requested.”

Double shit.

I should hate him. I should smite him. So why did his every word seduce me, even while I knew his morals were chauvinistic and heartless?

Forcing my body to obey, I shoved the weakness I had for him as far away as possible. I trailed my eyes down his body. He wore tan jodhpurs, black riding boots, and a tweed jacket. The bulge between his legs looked heavy and far too dangerous to be legal.

“You’ve been riding.”

A gentle gust of early morning air blew his scent directly into my nose. I inhaled deeply, soaking my lungs in hay, horse, and all things Jethro.

He nodded, crossing his arms once again. “You run. I ride. Seems we have something else in common.”

Something other than both being forced into this debt and finding each other irresistible, you mean?

“Oh, what’s that?”

Jethro stepped closer, seeming to bring shadows into the smokey light of dawn. “We both need time alone to hide from the things that chase us.” He stiffened, his eyes churning with things he refused to say. His strong jaw was decorated with a five o’ clock shadow, his lips slightly dry from galloping through chilly air, but his gaze was pure brimstone.

Swiftly, he cupped my cheek.

Oh, God.

Electricity instantly sparked beneath his fingertips.

Would I always suffer the rhapsody of his touch?

My skin smouldered; pinpricks of light, of fire, of hell, all burnished beneath his hold. I swayed, pressing my face harder into his palm.

He sucked in a breath, his fingers digging harder against my cheekbone.

The chemistry and need to devour each other thickened with every heartbeat.

One beat.

Two beat.

Three.

We stood there, frozen on the stoop of Hawksridge Hall just waiting for the other to move. The moment we did, our clothes would disintegrate and I would willingly let him drag me into a bush and fuck me.

Lust and tension swirled thicker than any fog.

I had so many questions and doubts. So many reasons to hate him and fear him. But when he touched me…poof.

I no longer remembered, nor cared.

Together, we swayed closer, drawn against our will to close the aching distance.

I couldn’t breathe.

Kiss me. Please, kiss me.

The moment stretched till it hummed with overwhelming possibilities.

Then, it snapped.

Loudly.

Painfully.

Shattering around our feet.

“You’re too fucking dangerous,” Jethro muttered, removing his touch and stepping away. Dragging his hand through his hair, he commanded, “Wait here. Don’t go anywhere.” His hands went to his jacket buttons, undoing them with nimble fingers.

I blinked, struggling to shed myself of heavy need and focusing on the true reason why I stood barely dressed in the freezing morning. “I’m not escaping. I’ll be back in forty minutes or so.”

I need to run alone. To get away from you.

He shook his head, slipping out of his tweed and revealing a black long-sleeved jumper.

My mouth went dry. Even in clothing, I could make out every ridge of muscle in his stomach, every ripple of energy as he breathed in and out. He was designed straight from my fantasies and I hated him for being so splendid.

My core clenched, sending flutters of wetness between my legs.

I hadn’t seen in him two days, yet I’d panted after him as if he’d been missing my entire life.

If he suspected I knew that he was Kite, he hadn’t let on. After Kes told me the truth, I’d waited for Jethro to barge into my room and swear me to secrecy from his father—just like our sexual escapades were sworn to silence.

But he hadn’t.

He didn’t look at me any differently; he gave no outward sign that his lies had begun to unravel. As much as he confounded and frustrated me, I couldn’t help admiring him and his perfection at hiding.

I wanted to be like him. I wanted to protect my secrets so damn well that whatever I did next would come as a surprise.

I wanted to rule him.

“I’m coming with you. Don’t leave.” He disappeared into the house, leaving me abandoned and covered in chills from both the cool morning air and his departure.

Jogging on the spot, I deliberated ignoring him and leaving.

Just go.

What was the worst that could happen? He’d have to chase me again. My tummy coiled at the thought. I liked that idea way too much. I liked the thought of what happened after he’d found me.

The power I’d felt giving him that blowjob. The awe and attraction that’d glowed in his eyes.

I want that again.

Screw waiting like the good little captive.

Make him hunt.

And then I would make him explode.

I bolted.

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Still travelling to get home. Seriously, we’re going the long way around. Delays, more delays, and yet more delays. BUT…in the meantime, here is the cover and blurb for Second Debt (Indebted #3) Pre-orders for the series are below and goodreads link too. For those who read all the way to the end of First Debt, you will have already seen the cover :)

Blurb:

“I tried to play a game. I tried to wield deceit as perfectly as the Hawks. But when I thought I was winning, I wasn’t. Jethro isn’t what he seems—he’s the master of duplicity. However, I refuse to let him annihilate me further.”

Nila Weaver has grown from naïve seamstress to full-blown fighter. Every humdrum object is her arsenal, and sex…sex is her greatest weapon of all.

She’s paid the First Debt. She’ll probably pay more.

But she has no intention of letting the Hawks win.

Jethro Hawk has found more than a worthy adversary in Nila—he’s found the woman who could destroy him. There’s a fine line between hatred and love, and an even finer path between fear and respect.

The fate of his house rests on his shoulders, but no matter how much ice lives inside his heart, Nila flames too bright to be extinguished.

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NSIDIOUS (Tales from the Dark Side One)  by ALEATHA ROMIG

SYNOPSIS

Dark desires…Deadly secrets…Devious deceptions…Nothing is exactly as it seems in INSIDIOUS, the new erotic thriller from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Aleatha Romig. 

When a powerful man is willing to risk everything for his own satisfaction, only one woman can beat him at his own game: his wife. Or so she thinks…

“Let’s start with you calling me Stewart. Formalities seem unnecessary.”

Stewart Harrington is rich, gorgeous, and one of the most powerful men in Miami. He always gets what he wants. Anything is available to him for the right price.

Even me.

Being the wife of a mogul comes with all the perks, but being Mrs. Stewart Harrington comes with a few special requirements. I’ve learned to keep a part of myself locked away as my husband watches me submit to his needs. But the more he demands of me, the more beguiled he becomes and that’s to my advantage. So I keep fulfilling his fantasies and following his rules because he doesn’t know that what he’s playing is really my game. And winning is everything, right?

Insidious is a stand-alone novel and the first Tales from the Dark Side title. Due to the dark and explicit nature of this book, it is recommended for mature audiences only.

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DETERMINED TO OBEY (Dark Duet #3.5) by C J ROBERTS

SYNOPSIS

The character “Kid” appears in both Captive in the Dark andSeduced in the Dark.

This novella takes place in Mexico and follows Kid after he and his girlfriend, Nancy, are taken hostage by a group of men led by Caleb. Unbeknownst to Kid or Nancy, they are taken to the mansion of Felipe Villanueva, an eccentric crime boss with a taste for the taboo.

We join Kid in the dungeon, where he is about to meet Felipe and his companion Celia for the first time…

Warning: 18+ only. Very frank language, graphic sexuality and coercion. Do not read if M/M/F bothers you!

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DEBT INHERITANCE (Indebted #1)  by PEPPER WINTERS

SYNOPSIS

“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 the 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-ninth 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.

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BANG (Black Lotus Series One) by EK BLAIR

SYNOPSIS

They say when you take revenge against another you lose a part of your innocence.

But I’m not innocent.

I haven’t been for a very long time.

My innocence was stolen from me. Taken was the life I was supposed to have. The soul I was born with. The ruby heart embedded in a life full of hopes and dreams.

Gone.

Vanished.

I never even had a choice.

I mourn that life. Mourn the what-ifs.

Until now.

I’m ready to take back what was always meant to be mine.

But every plan has a fatal flaw. Sometimes it’s the heart.

**Due to the dark and explicit nature of this book, it is recommended for mature audiences only as some scenes may be particularly disturbing.** (

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RUIN & RULE (Pure Corruption #1) Pre-order Links

I’m super excited to share the cover and exclusive pre-order links for a brand new series set in a Motorcycle World called Pure Corruption. Here is a bit of need-to-know information on Ruin & Rule. Hopefully I answer all your questions. If not, don’t hesitate to comment below and I’ll do my best to reply. :)

When will Ruin & Rule be published: 28th July 2015

(Yes, I know it’s a long way away, but this book has been purchased by Grand Central (Hachette) and we all know that Traditional takes longer than indie. But I say that it’s one of my favourite stories I’ve written to date and hope you enjoy this one as much as my others.)

What about Sins of Silver? Will you be publishing that one?

Ruin & Rule IS Sins of Silver. Both Chantal Fernando and I were approached by respective publishers and agreed that our time frames and deadlines didn’t permit us to do a joint venture, so Sins of Silver is no more. HOWEVER we both took the ideas of our storylines and adapted them to our own work. Chantal Fernando’s MC book: Dragon’s Lair is her book in lieu of Sins of Silver and has been picked up by S&S and my version of Sins of Silver is RUIN & RULE. I know it’s a little confusing, but hope that makes a bit more sense.

When is the next Indebted coming out?

I can say that I have approx 6-7 books to be published next year, and Second Debt (Indebted #3) will be released in January.

Are you giving out Advance Reader Copies for Ruin & Rule?

As this book is traditionally published all ARC’s and review copies will be approved by Grand Central only and it’s out of my control.

Where will Ruin & Rule be available for purchase?

The best news….EVERYWHERE. Bookstores around America and Canada. Online at all major retailers and hopefully in book shops in Australia, New Zealand, and England, too.

Now the questions are out of the way….here is the blurb, goodreads link, and pre-order links.

RUIN AND RULE (Pure Corruption MC, #1)

Release Date: July 28,2015

Publisher: Grand Central

BLURB:

 

“Some say bad things happen to good people. That evil comes for the purest of us, and destinies can change in a blink.

I believed the lie once.

Now my eyes are open.

And I’ll never be so naïve again.”

 

Arthur ‘Kill’ Killian is a biker president, vengeance-deliverer, and heartless trader.

He lives where no laws or rules apply.

He obeys no one.

He controls everything.

He controls because he must. His ability to trust is gone; his God-given right to love stolen forever.

He lives only to reap vengeance on those who wronged him.

Pure Corruption is now his family, the only people he cares about.

Until he steals her.

That was the day his world ended.

That was the day he fell in love with a ghost.

PROLOGUE: 

We met in a nightmare.

The in-between world where time had no power

over rhyme, reason, or connection. We met. We stared. We knew.

There was no distortion from the outside world. No

right or wrong. No confusion or battles from hearts and minds.

Just us. In our silent dream-world.

That nightmare became our home. Planting ghosts,

raising fantasies. Entwined together in our happily skewed reality.

We fell in love. We fell hard.

In those fleeting seconds of our nightmare, we lived

an eternity.

But then we woke up.

And it was over.

 

 

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