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Blurb
The Last Book in the New
York Times Bestselling Dark Romance Series.
Where love tries to triumph
and darkness continues to reign....
"I'm in love with her,
but it might not be enough to stop her from becoming the latest victim of the
Debt Inheritance. I know who I am now. I know what I must do. We will be
together--I just hope it's on Earth rather than in heaven."
It all comes down to this.
Love versus life.
Debts versus death.
Who will win?
I just can not fully comprehend what I just finished reading. I feel lost. I am so happy with how it ended, but I am so very sad it is over.
The entire time I was reading I was so anxious, I don't know if it was because I couldn't wait to see how it ended or if it's because I didn't want it to end.
Pepper was a master with words, I have never felt sooo many feelings at once that I couldn't determine how to feel. I didn't know if I should cry, laugh, stop reading, continue ready, I didn't know whether I should hold me breath or not.
Nila truly proved how freaking strong she is. How much she was willing to sacrifice. I held my breath so many times when it came to her time with Daniel and Cut. Pepper made me feel everything Nila went through.
Now Jethro, I just, I don't know how to say what I want to say. He was the cause of why my heart was so knotted up. Just thinking about how I felt when I was reading the last 75% of The Final Debt. It makes me want to cry for Jethro and even though it kills me to say this, but it even makes me want to cry for Cut. He was so tortured, so very tortured. It was amazing to see Cut reflect and show he was a man and not a monster. I mean don't get me wrong he was a total monster, but deep deep deep under all the ice he actually seemed redeemable. What Jethro went through as a child and what happened to Jasmine, well it was just plain awful. BUT at this point you truly understand why Cut was the way he was and I felt awful for him, even sorry for him. To experience those feelings at the same time experience Jethro's was soo overwhelmingly, soo I just don't even know. It made me cry, made the tears stream down my face. I couldn't stop the entire time Jet and Cut were together I just couldn't stop, my heart ached for them both absolutely ached for them. I wanted to stop reading, I needed to give my heart a break, but I couldn't.
There were a few other things that happened that if I actually spoke about them, it would be a total spoiler and I CAN NOT do that to anyone who reads this before the read The Final Debt, just be prepared for tissues. Lots of them!
Of course the end had to come and I am so thrilled with how things ended, it was so great to get answer to certain things I wasn't even sure was a question, but it was in the back of my mind. Then the Epilogue Pepper Thanks You for having that come along with The Final Debt instead of making us wait for it.
Pepper did an outstanding job I just can not express how much I fell in love with Jethro and Nila, I truly am sad it is over, but I am so glad to have had the opportunity to experience this amazing story. So if you were waiting until all of the books are a available to read start now! If you are just learning about them? Start them you have no idea what you are missing. This was an experience I am so glad I had the opportunity to have. Thank you so much! So much! This another 5 star review in my book!
The entire time I was reading I was so anxious, I don't know if it was because I couldn't wait to see how it ended or if it's because I didn't want it to end.
Pepper was a master with words, I have never felt sooo many feelings at once that I couldn't determine how to feel. I didn't know if I should cry, laugh, stop reading, continue ready, I didn't know whether I should hold me breath or not.
Nila truly proved how freaking strong she is. How much she was willing to sacrifice. I held my breath so many times when it came to her time with Daniel and Cut. Pepper made me feel everything Nila went through.
Now Jethro, I just, I don't know how to say what I want to say. He was the cause of why my heart was so knotted up. Just thinking about how I felt when I was reading the last 75% of The Final Debt. It makes me want to cry for Jethro and even though it kills me to say this, but it even makes me want to cry for Cut. He was so tortured, so very tortured. It was amazing to see Cut reflect and show he was a man and not a monster. I mean don't get me wrong he was a total monster, but deep deep deep under all the ice he actually seemed redeemable. What Jethro went through as a child and what happened to Jasmine, well it was just plain awful. BUT at this point you truly understand why Cut was the way he was and I felt awful for him, even sorry for him. To experience those feelings at the same time experience Jethro's was soo overwhelmingly, soo I just don't even know. It made me cry, made the tears stream down my face. I couldn't stop the entire time Jet and Cut were together I just couldn't stop, my heart ached for them both absolutely ached for them. I wanted to stop reading, I needed to give my heart a break, but I couldn't.
There were a few other things that happened that if I actually spoke about them, it would be a total spoiler and I CAN NOT do that to anyone who reads this before the read The Final Debt, just be prepared for tissues. Lots of them!
Of course the end had to come and I am so thrilled with how things ended, it was so great to get answer to certain things I wasn't even sure was a question, but it was in the back of my mind. Then the Epilogue Pepper Thanks You for having that come along with The Final Debt instead of making us wait for it.
Pepper did an outstanding job I just can not express how much I fell in love with Jethro and Nila, I truly am sad it is over, but I am so glad to have had the opportunity to experience this amazing story. So if you were waiting until all of the books are a available to read start now! If you are just learning about them? Start them you have no idea what you are missing. This was an experience I am so glad I had the opportunity to have. Thank you so much! So much! This another 5 star review in my book!
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Excerpt:
Final Debt
“READY TO DIE, Nila?”
Cut’s voice physically hurt me as he forced me to my knees.
The ballroom splendour mocked me as I bowed unwillingly at the feet of my
executioner.
Velvet and hand-stitched crewel on the walls glittered like
the diamonds the Hawks smuggled—a direct contrast to the roughly sawn wood and
crude craftsmanship of the guillotine dais. No finesse. No pride. Just a raised
podium, framework cushioning a large tarnished blade, and a rope dangling to
the side.
“Don’t do this. Cut…think about what you’ve become. You can
stop this.” My voice mimicked a beg but I’d vowed not to beg. I’d seen things,
understood things, and suffered things I never thought I would be able to
endure. I refused to cry or grovel. I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.
“In five minutes, this will all be over, Weaver.” Cut bent
to the side and collected a wicker basket.
The wicker basket.
I didn’t want to think about what its contents would be.
He placed it on the other side of the wooden block.
My lungs demanded more oxygen. My brain demanded more time.
And my heart…it demanded more hope, more life, more love.
I’m not ready.
Not like this.
“Cut—”
“No. No more talking. Not after everything you’ve done.”
Ripping a black hood from his pocket, he didn’t hesitate. No fanfare. No second
guesses.
I cried out as the scratchy blackness engulfed my face,
tightening by a cord around my throat.
The Weaver Wailer chilled me. The diamond collar that’d seen
what I’d seen and whispered with phantoms of my slain family prepared to revoke
its claim and detach from around my neck.
This was it.
The Final Debt.
Cut pushed my shoulders forward.
A heavy yoke settled over the top of my spine.
I closed my eyes.
I said goodbye.
…
I waited to die.
One Week Earlier
“NO!”
I pushed back, gripping the handrails of the private jet,
throwing my weight against Daniel’s incessant pushing. “Stop!”
“Get up the fucking stairs, Weaver.” Daniel jabbed his elbow
into my spine.
I stumbled, bashing my knee against the high tread. “You
can’t do this!” How had this happened? How had mere hours turned the entire
universe against me? Again.
I wanted to smash every clock. Tear out the cog from every
watch.
Time had once again stolen my life.
Jethro!
Daniel cackled. “I think you’ll find we can.” He shoved me
higher.
My heart hurt—as if every mile between us and Hawksridge was
a blade slicing me further from Jethro’s protection—a disharmony in an already
discorded symphony.
One moment, I’d been love-bruised and adored, tiptoeing back
into the Hall; the next, I was trapped, forced to dress in jeans and a hoodie,
and obey Daniel as he lurked in my doorway, barking orders to pack a few meagre
belongings.
He hadn’t left me alone.
His eyes followed my every move. I couldn’t grab the gun I’d
hidden thanks to Jasmine. I couldn’t text Jethro to tell him I’d been caught.
All I could do was run around my room with my lover’s release still damp on my
inner thighs and submit to my nemesis.
The only saving grace was beneath Daniel’s hateful stare,
I’d managed to pack the clothing I’d altered a few weeks ago. The cuffs full of
needles and hems armoured with tools of my seamstress trade. Those garments
were my only hope. There was no loophole. No way to refuse.
I had to trust Jasmine would get word to Jethro. That he
would come for me…
Before it’s too late.
The desolation I’d suffered when Daniel first caught me
faded to indignant anger. I’d been so close to being free. I’d been in Jethro’s
arms. I’d been away from his psychotic family. My heart hardened a little
toward Jethro for making me go back.
Why? Why did you send me back?
I didn’t know if I’d have the courage to forgive him.
You know why. And you will. Of course, you will.
I couldn’t hate him because I wasn’t selfish. He’d sent me
back to protect all of us. Those precious few who’d accepted him and he’d
accepted in return. Love was the worst enemy, winding its commitment, ensuring
no freedom when it came to clearheaded thinking of adversity.
Jethro loved too much. Felt too much. Suffered too much. And
his siblings would be our downfall. Kestrel and Jasmine relied on him—just like
I did. The responsibility of settling his family’s wrongs was a terrible burden
to bear.
But he’s not alone.
I might’ve been stolen. Jethro’s plans to save me might be
ruined. But I was still alive. Still breathing. I wasn’t the naïve girl who’d
first arrived at Hawksridge. I was a woman in love with a Hawk. A Weaver who
would draw Hawk blood.
It’s not over…
Pain exploded in my spine as Daniel stabbed me with his
fist. “Get in the fucking airplane.”
“No!” I threw myself backward, looking frantically at the
private hangar. We weren’t at Heathrow, but a small, private airfield called
Turweston. “I won’t!”
No strangers I could call for help.
No police or air marshals.
When Daniel had stalked me from my room and shoved me
outside, Cut had been waiting. With a victorious smile, he’d stuffed me in the
back of a limousine.
With a purring engine, we’d pulled away from Hawksridge,
tyres crunching on gravel as we followed the long driveway off the estate.
My eyes had scoured the trees, their silhouettes growing
stronger as the sun tinted the sky with pink blushes. Daniel and Cut sat
opposite me, toasting each other with a chilled bottle of champagne. However, I
hadn’t been alone on my side of the limo—I had a guard.
Marquise, Bonnie’s damn henchman, sat beside me; a mountain
of muscle, unyielding and impenetrable.
“Come along.” A strange voice raised my gaze.
A man in a captain’s uniform smiled from the top of the
aircraft steps. The private plane’s fuselage glinted in graphite grey.
Sparkling diamonds, inlaid in the shape of a windswept ribbon, decorated the
tail.
“I don’t want to leave England.”
Daniel laughed behind me. “Like you have a choice.”
“I always have a choice, Buzzard.” I glowered over my
shoulder. “Just like this choice of yours will not end well for you.”
If I don’t kill you, Jethro will.
As far as Daniel knew, his slain brother was supposedly
rotting in some unmarked grave. Jethro was right. The element of surprise
trumped any of Cut and Daniel’s grand delusions.
He snarled, “Watch it, bitch. Everything you say to me here
will be paid in full when we’re there.”
“Now, now. No need for threats.” The captain climbed down a
rung, holding out his hand. “She’ll get on board. Won’t you, my dear? No need
to be afraid of flying. I have an exemplary record.” White hair tufted from
either side of his pristine flying cap. In his mid-fifties, he looked fit and
toned and impatient to take off.
“I can’t leave.”
I can’t be so far from Jethro.
The captain smiled, waving at his vessel. “Of course, you
can. Plus, I bet you’ve never travelled in such style.”
“It’s nothing against your mode of transport. It’s the
destination I disagree to. I’m staying here.” I dug my heels into the metal
grate, fighting against Daniel’s perpetual pushing. “I don’t have my passport,
visa… I can’t travel across borders, so you might as well let me return home.”
Home.
Had Hawksridge Hall become my home?
No, don’t be absurd.
But Jethro had. It didn’t matter where we ended up. What we
did for work. How our lives panned out. As long as I was alive with Jethro by
my side…I would be home.
“Don’t fuss about that.” The captain waved his hand in
invitation. “Travel is good for the soul.”
Not my soul.
Travel meant my soul would become untethered from my body,
thanks to Cut and the Final Debt.
The sun barely peeked over the horizon, hidden by soupy fog
and reluctant night. The world refused to warm, unable to shed the morning
frost or dislodge the claws of winter. England didn’t want to say goodbye as
much as I did, its reluctant dawn wanting me to stay.
“If you don’t get on the motherfucking plane in two seconds,
Weaver, you’ll live to regret it,” Daniel growled.
I glared at the youngest Hawk. “Haven’t you learned by now
your threats don’t scare me?”
Forcing myself to stand taller, I hid the quaking in my
bones, the quivering in muscles, the rampant terror scurrying in my blood. “I
know where you want to take me, and I refuse.”
Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose. A second later, he
cuffed me on the back of the head. “Behave!”
I gritted my teeth against the wash of agony.
“Almasi Kipanga is a fucking treat for the likes of you,
Weaver. Get on your knees and show some goddamn appreciation. Otherwise, I’ll
rip out your fucking tongue and ensure peace for the rest of the trip.”
“Ah, as I said, there’s no need for violence.” The captain
took another step, prying my hand off the railing and tugging me upward. “Come
along, my dear. Let’s get you inside. And don’t you worry about visas and
things. Leave it to me. Airport control won’t be an issue.”
Vertigo cast the world in monochromatic greys as I swayed
toward the captain. “But—”
Cut barrelled past Daniel—reaching the end of his patience.
Grabbing my arse, he shoved me upward, forcing me like unwilling livestock up
the final steps. “I have your passport, Nila. Get on the plane.” His breath
skated over the back of my neck. “And don’t think about refusing again. Got
it?”
Gripping the fuselage, I looked over my shoulder. “My
passport? How did you—”
He waved a black binder in my face. “Everything is in here.
You have no more excuses, and I won’t ask again. Get on the fucking plane or
I’ll knock you out and you can wake up when we get there.”
Debt Inheritance (Indebted #1) FREE
First Debt (Indebted #2)
Second Debt (Indebted #3)
Third Debt (Indebted #4)
Fourth Debt (Indebted #5)
Final Debt (Indebted #6)
Indebted Epilogue (Indebted #7)
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.
Her Dark
Erotica books include:
Tears of
Tess (Monsters in the Dark #1)
Quintessentially
Q (Monsters in the Dark #2)
Her Grey
Romance books include:
Destroyed
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