~Synopsis~
“At
18 I had pennies, but money didn’t make me bold. At 19 I had dollars, but it
didn’t dull the pain of being sold. At 20 I had hundreds, but then I met him
and was found. At 21 I had thousands, but all I wanted was to be bound.”
“At
23 I had dollars, but life changed and made me rich. At 25 I had hundreds, but
it wasn’t enough to stop my killing itch. At 27 I had thousands, but my
reputation didn’t set me free. At 29 I had millions, but I met her and could
finally see.”
Tasmin was killed on her 18th birthday. She had
everything planned out. A psychology degree, a mother who pushed her to
greatness, and a future anyone would die for. But then her murderer saved her
life, only to sell her into a totally different existence.
Elder went from penniless to stinking rich with one
twist of fate. His lifetime of crime and shadows of thievery are behind him but
no matter the power he now wields, it’s not enough. He has an agenda to fulfil
and he won’t stop until it’s complete.
But then they meet.
A beaten slave and a richly dressed thief. Money is
what guided their separate fates. Money is what brought them together. And
money is ultimately what destroys them.
She was poor.
He was rich.
Together…they were bankrupt.
~Buy links~
Amazon
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~Review~
Well,
Pepper Winters have done it again she has written another five star dark
romance book. I have been a fan of hers since day one and she never
disappoints, she knows the right words to put on paper to grasp her reader’s
attention. I can never start one of Pepper Winters book and say I’ll just read
a couple of chapters then, nope will never happen. Once I start I cannot stop
reading until I am done with the books and that’s what happens when I started
to read “Pennies.” It was suspenseful, gritty and dark and I loved every single
dirty minute of this book. First we have Tasmin, she don’t have the normal
life. She has a control freak for a mother, a person who showed her no love at
all. All it took was one night to totally change her life, change it in a way
that will break anyone and that’s what happens to her. Oh I hated Alrik, oh
good gracious he was one evil man; him and friends got just what they deserve.
Then we have Elder, oh good lort, can you sexy. He was so damn intense; he made
shiver just by reading the book. Damn I loved him; I was waiting for him let
loose man. I kept saying, “Come on Elder, show us who you are baby,” and he
didn’t disappoint. I cannot wait to see more of Elder and Tasmin aka Pim in the
next book.
~Excerpt~
Fuck this.
I stalked forward.
My hand came up.
The urge to soothe her catapulted my fingers to her cheek.
My skin erupted from her delicate heat. I’d already had my single touch when
I’d petted her hair. I wasn’t permitted a second.
But it didn’t stop me.
One second, she stood close, arching her chin at the door.
The next, she was across the cage, flying into a stack of
boxes that tumbled in a clatter of butcher knives, butter knives, and sharp
forks.
Her eyes turned luminous in the gloom, locking on mine with
rage.
Shit.
I’d forgotten myself by feeling sorry for this beaten
wraith, but she hadn’t forgotten her overwhelming hatred of men.
I didn’t look away. But I didn’t explain myself, either.
I’d borrowed her for the night. If I wanted to touch her, I
could. The fact that she’d leapt away meant I could report her to her master
and have her punished.
Or you could punish her instead.
The distance between us grew thicker as we breathed fast.
I waited…wanting to know just how deep her education in
pleasure flowed. Tearing her gaze from mine, she swallowed hard. Piece by
piece, she hid her loathing, replacing it with reluctant acceptance.
Inching closer, her toes nudged aside sharp blades as she
made her way to me and fell to her knees on the cold concrete.
Half of me jolted with insane lust. Most of me shied away
with repulsion as her straggly hair covered her face but not before I saw the
twisted disgust and echoing despair.
“Get up,” I murmured. Even though my voice was low, the
cavern of the garage amplified it, layering it with bite.
Instantly, she swooped up. The crackle of her joints and
misused cartilage in her bones sounded like tiny gunfire.
“Don’t kneel. Not in here.”
~About the Author~
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.
~Social links~
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