“All my life, I battled with the knowledge I was twisted… fucked up to want
something so deliciously dark—wrong on so many levels. But then slave fifty-eight
entered my world. Hissing, fighting, with a core of iron, she showed me an existence
where two wrongs make a right."
Tess is Q’s completely. Q is Tess’s irrevocably. But now, they must learn the
boundaries of their unconventional relationship, while Tess seeks vengeance on the
men who sold her. Q made a blood-oath to deliver their corpses at Tess’s feet, and
that’s just what he’ll do.
He may be a monster, but he’s Tess’s monster.
With nerves lodged in my throat, I pulled out ropes, cuffs, bondage of all types.
Tess watched remotely as I piled my arms full of things and headed back to the
bed. Placing them on the towel at the foot of the four poster, I looked at Tess. “Tie
I never thought I’d ever say those words. But I needed her to bind me. I
wouldn’t be able to go through with this if she didn’t. I’d run like a fucking coward,
or lash out and hurt her.
She picked up the leather cuffs, the buckles clinking. “Where?”
Trying to curb the terror and anger and so many fucking things, I forced myself
to sit on the mattress and lie down.
My heart was a fucking crazy thing going a billion miles an hour; I couldn’t look
at Tess. I couldn’t look anywhere but at the large canopy above my head. The four
posters were sturdy—half a fucking tree sturdy—once she bound me, I wouldn’t be
able to get free.
My stomach rolled and I swore I would be sick. Shit. Oh, shit. What the fuck am I
Tess glided closer to the bed, looking like a malnourished ghost. She eyed the
cuff, then my limbs. My fists pressed against my thighs, every muscle locked tight.
I hadn’t undressed. The element of having jeans and a T-shirt on was my only
armament; I wanted to keep it that way.
I gritted my teeth, spreading my legs for her.
She swallowed and obediently looped the soft leather around my ankle.
Black spots appeared in my vision as she tightened the buckle around the
bedpost. She fastened it and I wriggled.
“You need to do it tighter. I can get free.” I hated every word. I wanted to chop
out my tongue for being such a traitor, but I wasn’t doing this for me. I was doing
this for Tess. To somehow break the barrier she’d fortified. If it took dynamite in the
form of making me shatter, then so be it.
Tess nodded, tightening the buckle until it bit into my skin. Heat travelled up my
leg, causing me to shiver with helplessness.
Torturing me with fluttering touches and slowness, Tess secured my other ankle
before sighing heavily. She looked at me with a thousand wishes in her eyes and no
hope. Moving toward the head of the bed, she chose a length of silk rope.
Our eyes never left each other as she bent and captured my hand with hers.
The moment her delicate fingers touched my trembling skin, I bucked. My cock roared to life and all I wanted to do was kiss her, fuck her, never let her fucking go
She bit her lip, her eyes darkening just a little.
“Embrasse moi!” Kiss me, I demanded, capturing her hand with mine.
We stared so long, so hard, I wondered if I’d die waiting for her to obey. Finally,
she bent in half, lowering herself toward me. My legs might be bound, but my arms
and torso weren’t. The moment she was in grabbing distance, I wrapped my arms
around her, dragging her hard against me.
4 Mean Hearts!! I really have no idea how to start this review. I was so confused reading this whole book. I could not decide whether I loved it or hated it. One minute I was thinking, “No. No! How can this be happening?!”. While the next I was thinking, “This could be absolute genius. I may just love this book.”
Quintessentially Q is dark, even darker than the first. There is quite a bit of ugly in this story. It’s not just the relationship between Q and Tess, but the world of slavery. We delve deeper into this world while Q is seeking revenge. While this part of this story was very enlightening, much of it was hard to stomach, but it was necessary to make this book the story it was.
This book was not at all what I was expecting. Pepper Winters definitely threw me for a loop with almost the entire plot of this book. I was expecting to see Q and Tess learn to navigate their new relationship. I was expecting to see revenge on the assholes who took Tess in Tears of Tess. While yes, I did get those things, it was not in the way I expected. I did not like that this did not go my way at first, but by the end I was glad that she took me on another unexpected and crazy ride.
Tess and Q are taken on a whole new journey of discovery and angst in this book. They are both tortured to the max trying to maintain this heart-stopping love they have found in each other. Neither of them know how to handle what they are dealt in this story. It’s beautiful watching them both discover new things about the other. It’s beautiful watching Q finally accept his feelings for Tess for what they are, an all-consuming love. He is still her master. She is still his esclave, but they become so much more in Quintessentially Q.
Once again I love, love, love Pepper Winters’ way with words. She can string them together in a very unique way. The way she writes is incredible to me. I never have to guess at a character’s feelings. They are described in beautifully written ways that make me just want to keep reading. I could read her words all day.
I loved this book, not quite as much as the first, but almost. It’s a beautifully tragic story of two monsters in the dark trying to find just a little bit of light in each other. It’s the story of how the odds are stacked against these two, but, at all times, one of them is hanging on. One of them is holding on to the tiniest of threads because they know that this love is more real than anything else. I cannot wait for Twisted Together. I have to be honest. There were times I was not sure I could handle more of this story, but when I finished Quintessentially Q I still absolutely loved Q and Tess, and their unbearable difficulties coming together only made me want more for them.
Tears of Tess
Twisted Together (Coming early 2014)
A New Adult Dark Contemporary Romance, not suitable for people sensitive to grief,
slavery, and nonconsensual sex. A story about finding love in the strangest of
places, a will of iron that grows from necessity, and forgiveness that may not be
“My life was complete. Happy, content, everything neat and perfect.
Then it all changed.
I was sold.”
Tess Snow has everything she ever wanted: one more semester before a career in
property development, a loving boyfriend, and a future dazzling bright with
For their two year anniversary, Brax surprises Tess with a romantic trip to Mexico.
Sandy beaches, delicious cocktails, and soul-connecting sex set the mood for a
wonderful holiday. With a full heart, and looking forward to a passion filled week,
Tess is on top of the world.
But lusty paradise is shattered.
Kidnapped. Drugged. Stolen. Tess is forced into a world full of darkness and terror.
Captive and alone with no savior, no lover, no faith, no future, Tess evolves from
terrified girl to fierce fighter. But no matter her strength, it can’t save her from the
horror of being sold.
Can Brax find Tess before she’s broken and ruined, or will Tess’s new owner change
her life forever?
“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.
And for a while, I thought it broke me, that I’d never be the same. But slowly the
beast is growing bolder, and it’s finally time to show Tess how beautiful the dark can
Q gave everything to bring Tess back. In return, he expects nothing less. Tess may
have leashed and tamed him, but he’s still a monster inside.
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 speaks French—hot!)
who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends. She loves to hear from
her readers so hit her up at firstname.lastname@example.org