Third Debt (Indebted #4)(105)

Her Dark Romance books include (click for buylinks from numerous online sites): Tears of Tess (Monsters in the Dark #1)

Quintessentially Q (Monsters in the Dark #2)

Twisted Together (Monsters in the Dark #3)

Debt Inheritance (Indebted #1)

First Debt (Indebted Series #2)

Second Debt (Indebted Series #3)

Third Debt (Indebted Series #4)



Her Grey Romance books include (click for buylinks from numerous online sites): Destroyed



Upcoming releases are (click the link to add to Goodreads)

Fourth Debt (Indebted #5)

Ruin & Rule (Motorcycle romance)

Final Debt (Indebted #6)

Je Suis a Toi (Monsters in the Dark Novella)

Forbidden Flaws (Contemporary Romance)

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Ruin & Rule (Pure Corruption MC #1)

Coming 7th July 2015 from Forever Romance (Grand Central)

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Learn about Arthur Killian who you just met in Third Debt.

I love reading MC books but this has to be the best one I've read! I couldn't put it down —Nikki Mccrae, Amazon Review

One of the best stories I've ever read. Period. —Tamicka Birch, Amazon Reviewer

Ruin & Rule is another dark masterpiece from Pepper Winters. Buckle yourself in for a wild ride that is pure page-turning bliss! —Rachel, Goodreads

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"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 . . ."

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?

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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.





Chapter One


I ALWAYS BELIEVED life would grant rewards to those most worthy. I was f*cking na?ve. Life doesn’t reward—it ruins. It ruins those most deserving and takes everything. It takes everything all while watching any remaining goodness rot to hate. –Kill.



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Darkness.

That was my world now. Literally and physically.

The back of my skull hurt from being knocked unconscious. My wrists and shoulders ached from lying on my back with them tied behind me.

Nothing was broken—at least it didn’t feel that way—but everything was bruised. The fuzziness receded wisp by wisp, parting the clouds of sleep, trying to shed light on what’d happened. But there was no light. My eyes blinked at the endless darkness from the mask tied around my head. Anxiety twisted my stomach at having such a fundamental gift taken away.

I didn’t move, but mentally catalogued my body from the tips of my toes to the last strand of hair on my head. My jaw and tongue ached from the foul rag stuffed in my mouth and my nose permitted a shallow stream of oxygen to enter—just enough to keep me alive.

Fear tried to claw its way through my mind, but I shoved it away. I deliberately suppressed panic in order to assess my predicament rather than lose myself to terror.

Fear never helps, only hinders.

My senses came back, creeping tentatively, as if afraid whoever had stolen me would notice their return.

Sound: the squeak of brakes, the creak of a vehicle settling from motion to stopping.

Touch: The skin on my right forearm stung, throbbing with a mixture of soreness and sharpness. A burn perhaps?