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Reviewed by Jenny & Gitte
✯✯✯✯ 1/2 stars
“We met in a nightmare, loved in a prayer. We gave everything until both were laid bare.”
To say this lady is a phenomenal writer is an understatement. Pepper Winters awakened every one of our senses with the evocativeness of her words. We could see, hear, taste and touch every single stunning line she wrote, all the while making us the willing captives of her gripping and poetic prose.
Ruin & Rule was a cat and mouse story that had us trying to unravel conspiracy theories left, right and centre. This is set in a biker world where nothing is as it seems and where avaricious manipulative men vie for power. It’s a world where lies and treachery, secrecy and deceit reign supreme.
“I don’t’ know the word ‘decent.’ Life beat that godforsaken word out of me, along with the knowledge of forgiveness, gentleness, and right and wrong. “
Arthur “Kill” Killian is the current Prez of the Pure Corruption Biker Club. This man is shrouded in mystery from his past. He has a thirst for revenge and violence with vengeance and hatred running through his veins. He has a debt to settle and nothing will get in his way.
‘He had the manners of a gentleman all wrapped up in the cutthroat harshness of a criminal.’
Suffering amnesia, Sarah is a woman without a past who comes face to face with Kill when she unwittingly becomes part of a deal to be sold as a sex slave by the club. When Sarah first sees Kill, she feels an intense and unexplainable connection with him. There is something about his eyes; a recognition that sets off a trigger which sees her memory being recalled in small glimpses
“Don’t fear the truth around me….please don’t be afraid.”
“I’m more than afraid…I’m absolutely fucking terrified.”
Does Sarah know the unpredictable, violent Kill? Is he somehow a part of her past? As Sarah’s memory starts to return we too learn her past as we relive it with her bit by bit. And so begins the journey of finding out who is who and what is what. Sarah’s scattered fragments of memory had us begging for more! We were eagerly awaiting those moments of realisation right along with her as we were drip fed the memories of the love she shared with a man she believes to be Kill.
‘I’d found him in my dreams and awoken to him in my nightmares.’
For Kill, this woman, who bears such a resemblance to the woman he had loved and lost eight years earlier, elicits painful memories he had left buried in the recesses of his heart. Who is this woman and was their meeting some kind of cruel trick? The pain, suffering and volatility of this man, who seemed to be holding on by a thread, could be felt through the pages. He could be a right bastard, but he had loved a woman with all his heart and in the place of love, his heart had been blackened with pain and the need for vengeance. Kill had become a heartless and fearless leader in Pure Corruption and seeing Sarah opens up old wounds reminding him of the woman he had loved and lost and leaving him feeling vulnerable.
‘She made me want things I’d sworn never to want. She made me weak. She made me hate.’
There is no doubt about it, Pepper Winters captivated us with her writing; the execution was clever, the twists made our heads spin, the romance made our hearts race and the gripping end to this story left us open mouthed and needing the next book…now! There were moments when felt the story tended to move a bit slowly and like Sarah we found ourselves getting frustrated and thinking…’just tell us’ but it all led to that crescendo that left us desperately wanting Sin & Suffer yesterday! Also, there were times we were left a tad confused at the somewhat choppy past/present jumps. But overall this book was a winner! For every answer there was a question and we loved that we were always kept on our toes in this engrossing, raw and passionate story! We really loved this one and it’s safe to say we’ll be bumping up the other books we have on our Kindles from this very talented author!
‘Pain came in many forms. Loneliness. Betrayal. Sacrifice. But I’d found love to be the most painful of all. I was invincible when no other emotion controlled me. I was single-minded in my determination to deliver justice. I had a gift of blotting out the world.’
**Reviewed from an ARC copy supplied by Hachette Books via Netgalley, with thanks.**
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THE PURE CORRUPTION SERIES by PEPPER WINTERS
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Reviewed by Gitte
✯✯✯✯ Chick Lit Stars
I have to say that when I saw this book come up in an Amazon search the title made me laugh. What a fantastic title, kudos to the Author for her play on words. It drew me in completely to read the synopsis and to be honest it’s been way too long since I read a romantic chick lit so I just couldn’t resist. I didn’t regret this impulse buy! What a perfect example of a romantic summer read.
This story is set in the beautiful sunny Taxos, Greece and the Author captured everything you associate with this gorgeous part of the world. The sunny skies, the idyllic unspoilt village life and the turquoise sea. You can feel, smell and see it as you read and its heaven. You wish you were there in not only mind but body.
‘So I just had less than two weeks to save Taxos and decide my romantic future once and for all. No pressure then.’
We follow Pippa who wow, makes you feel incredibly hungry with all the description of scones this girl can make. Who knew it possible – I’ve only ever had your bog standard cream tea variety! Pippa is in love with her Dutch man, Henrik yet ultimately her heart belongs in Taxos where she spent copious summers in the sun frolicking round with her best friend Niko. Her life is questionably happy and about to change dramatically as she’s in for a shock when her and Henrik go back to spend three weeks in the sun. A lot has changed and Pippa suddenly has a fight on her hands that starts a chain of events she never expected. Intrigue, mystery, family loyalties and sweet romance; this story had it all and this Author writes it vividly with beauty.
Game of Scones is a perfect lazy summer’s day read – on the beach, by the pool or in the back garden with your favourite drink by your side in the sun. I highly recommend this for readers who fancy an easy summer’s day romantic read and enjoy the best friends to lovers theme.
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THE CRAVE SERIES by NINA LEVINE
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As I enter the hotel, the sight of Jett greets me. He’s surrounded by fans, at least twenty of them, all scrambling to get close. Two of his security guys are keeping him safe while he signs whatever the women throw at him.
And not something I want to get close to, so I duck my head and keep walking. I’ll meet him back at our suite when he’s done.
I successfully navigate my way through the lobby, to the elevators, and hit the button for our floor. Mindlessly watching the numbers above the elevator, I think about the shopping I just did and the dresses I bought. It took me far too long to choose. Not because I struggled to find something I liked, but rather because I had too many to choose from. And I still have to narrow it down to one, to wear to the music awards tonight. Shopping in LA sure beats shopping in Brisbane. Mental note – don’t move to LA because I would never recover from the damage it would do to my bank balance.
I’m startled from my thoughts when arms slide around my waist and warm breath hits my neck. “I’ve missed you this afternoon,” Jett murmurs before pressing a kiss to my neck, his hands settling on my tummy. His touch causes butterflies and my body shivers with anticipation.
Tilting my head to allow him access, I tease him. “Really? It looked like you had plenty to occupy your time.”
His lips are still on me, brushing kiss after kiss along my skin, but he momentarily lifts his mouth to say, “I did, but you should know by now there’s only one way I want to occupy my time, sweetheart.”
The anticipation spreading through me coils into desire and I turn in his embrace to look at him. His hands easily slide around me to settle on my ass. As he hits me with his sexy grin, I ask, “So, just how much did you miss me?”
His grin spreads further across his face. “A helluva fucking lot. Why?”
My turn to smile now. “I may have picked up a little something to help us pass the time. Something you’re going to really like.”
“Shit, Presley, why the hell are we still standing down here talking?” His hand shoots out and jabs at the button for the lift, as if that will hurry it up.
I watch as his pupils dilate, and listen to the need in his voice. God how I love the way this man wants me.
The lift arrives, and I have to laugh at the way he pulls me in with him. Thankfully we’re the only ones going up. Laughing, I lean into his body and whisper in his ear, “I forgot to mention that before you get to play with what I bought, you have to help me select a dress for tonight.”
Frowning, he asks, “What do you mean? I thought you just got back from buying a dress.”
“I did, but I bought two because I couldn’t decide. So you get to choose.”
Understanding dawns on his face. Raising his brows, he asks, “You’re going to let me pick? And you’re not going to argue with my decision?”
Now I frown. “Yeah, why?”
He groans as he presses his body against mine so that I can feel his erection. “Sweetheart, you tell me you bought something for us to play with, turning me the fuck on, and then in the next breath, you tell me we have to have a fashion show first. A man can only handle so much temptation and I’m way past tempted. Either we delay the fashion show or you let me pick the dress, no arguments.”
I’m about to reply when the lift reaches our floor. Jett wastes no time, grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the lift, down the corridor and into our suite. Less than a minute later, he’s taken the bags out of my hands and is rummaging through them, pulling the dresses out.
“This one,” he announces, holding up the red dress I bought while dropping the black dress on the bed.
“I haven’t tried it on yet!” I try to take it out of his hands but he holds it tight and shakes his head at me.
“There’s no need to try it on, Presley. This is the one I choose.”
Placing my hands on my hips, I cock my head and ask, “Why did you choose that one? Why not the black dress?” The other dress was my original preference and I’m still inclined that way.
His eyes almost bulge out of his head. Jerking his thumb at the black dress on the bed, he says, “That’s not a dress.”
Reaching for it, I hold it up. “It looks like a dress to me.”
“That’s because you’re not a man whose woman is contemplating wearing it.” He places the red dress on the bed and takes the black one off me. Holding it up against my body, he mutters, “See.”
I realise where he’s coming from and fight not to laugh. The black dress hits me mid-thigh whereas the red one is floor length. His jealousy would likely go into overdrive if I wore the black one so I won’t do that to him, but this situation is too easy not to have some fun with.
I grab the red dress off the bed. “Okay, I’ll just go and put this one on so I can get your final approval.”
He drops the black dress back down and groans. “I thought you weren’t going to argue.”
Pressing my finger to his lips, I say, “Shhh, I’ll be real quick and once you’ve seen it, you can take it straight off and do whatever you want to do to me.”
That gets his attention, and he shoos me away. “Hurry up.”
Turning, I hurry into the bathroom and change into the dress. I’m quick, and a minute later, I open the bathroom door and walk back to where he’s waiting on the bed. I almost feel sorry for him.
“Fuck me. Are you trying to cause me to have a heart attack?” he demands as he stands, his gaze taking in the plunging neckline of the dress.
I raise my brow. “So, I should wear the black one, then?”
He rakes his hand through his hair as his eyes find mine. The wild desire I see there sends need through me. No man has ever looked at me the way Jett does. It’s addictive. Stepping close, he hooks his arm around my waist and pulls me to him. “I don’t want you to wear either of them, but seems as though that’s not an option, I’m going to let you choose. Let the record show, though, that my preference is the red one.”
My lips spread into a smile. “I love how you do that.”
“Do what?” he asks, momentarily distracted as he slides his hands over my butt, pulling me towards him more. I don’t think we can get any closer, but he’s doing his best, regardless.
I catch his lips in a long, deep kiss and then say, “I love the way you make it clear where you stand on things, but still give me the space to do it my way, knowing full well you’ll support me.”
His eyes narrow on me. “We’re not just talking dresses here, are we?”
Laughing, I say, “No, we’re talking in general here, baby. You’re a good man, Jett Vaughn.”
He’s quiet for a moment, thoughtful. And then he mutters, “Yeah, maybe not so much, sweetheart. I’m really just concerned with keeping your legs hidden from assholes who can’t keep their eyes to themselves.”
And there’s what I really love about my man – the way he’s willing to lay his heart out for me. He’s teaching me how to be vulnerable again, and it feels so damn good.
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