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TITLE: Destroyed
AUTHOR: Pepper Winters
GENRE: Dark (Lighter) / Romance (Grey Romance)
RELEASE DATE: March 7, 2014
TOUR HOSTED BY: As the Pages Turn

She has a secret.
I’m complicated. Not broken or ruined or running from a past I can’t face. Just complicated.
I thought my life couldn’t get any more tangled in deceit and confusion. But I hadn’t met him. I hadn't realized how far I could fall or what I'd do to get free.
He has a secret.
I’ve never pretended to be good or deserving. I chase who I want, do what I want, act how I want.
I didn’t have time to lust after a woman I had no right to lust after. I told myself to shut up and stay hidden. But then she tried to run. I’d tasted what she could offer me and damned if I would let her go.
One secret destroys them.

WOW! Where to start...
I really don't think I can put into words just how fantastic this book was! I seriously am stumped at being able to articulate just how much I loved this one. Pepper Winters is (in my opinion) one of the best authors I have ever came across. This book had me feeling so many emotions. I had a dark hole in my stomach for the grief I felt. I smiled at the joy. I felt pride at the strength of both Roan and Hazel. I felt the fear. I felt the love. Everything, every emotion that Pepper poured into the characters, into the story, I felt. It was like I was a part of their world.
From the very beginning I was pulled in. Then as the story unfolded, it became clear that this was a book that I needed 'emotional breaks' from. However, the breaks could never be long, because I could feel myself being pulled back. I needed to know what was going to happen. There was never an ideal time to stop reading, because the story just flowed constantly. There was always something happening. The promise that answers were on the horizon, just out of reach, perhaps on the next page... Yip, that was what kept me gripped from start to finish.
I normally include something about the storyline in my reviews, however, no matter what I put could ever do justice to the delight that is Destroyed. Seriously. This book has left me with a book hangover like no other. Now that I have finished reading it, I feel like I am missing my two best friends.
My Rating

Excerpt #1
Fox made a sound in the back of his throat, tightening his fingers. He glared, looking ready to murder me. “Who are you?” His eyes darted over me as if looking for an answer.
When I didn’t respond, he swiped his face with his other hand. His forehead furrowed while his expression turned pissed and stormy. “You think I didn’t see you watching? You had your eyes all over me. Answer me. Who the fuck are you?” His deep, accented voice stiffened my nipples even as a thrill of fear jolted through me.
My temper gave me false courage. “I’m not in the habit of answering such rude questions.” - HAZEL
Excerpt #2
It was the best kiss I’d ever received, but also the worst. It sparked lust and need in every inch of me. My lips wanted more, my tongue wanted savagery. My skin wanted to bruise because he needed to touch me so badly.
All my thoughts disappeared as I nipped at his bottom lip. He flinched, but a second later he copied, his sharp canines piercing my oversensitive flesh.
I moaned.
I couldn’t take it.
My hands flew up and gripped his shirt. Yanking him toward me, fireworks whizzed in my fingertips; my heart galloped toward exploding with lust. I’d never been so drunk on someone before.
Then I landed flat on my back.
The crack of my skull jangled my teeth. The thick carpet did little to cushion me. My eyes flared wide and I grunted in pain. Fear, hot and terrible, swamped my lust in a dampening wave.
“Top rule. Unbreakable rule. Don’t. Ever. Touch. Me.” Fox kneeled on one knee beside my head, breathing hard. His hand noosed my throat, pressing my spine into the carpet. His eyes were cold and lifeless, looking like a hunter intent on blood. - HAZEL
Excerpt #3
Raising my eyes to lock with hers, I murmured, “I want to lick you.”
Her eyes flared wide; her toned tummy tightened.
When she didn’t move, I cocked my head. “Let me taste you and I’ll gladly let you touch my back. But I’m not going anywhere until you obey me. Come here.”
She shook her head, a blush covering her cheeks. “I can’t. How would you—”
Logistics seemed simple to me. “You have to sit on my face, Zel.” I couldn’t stop the small smile and the thrill in my stomach at the thought of her presenting herself to me. She’d have to willing expose herself and hold herself in place while I pleasured her.
“Move. Now. I won’t ask again.” - ROAN


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 pepperwinters@gmail.com


