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Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 134741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Fable of Happiness (Fable #3)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Pepper Winters
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B095NQVTWP
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From New York Times Bestseller, Pepper Winters, comes the third and final book in Kas and Gem’s fated romance. A stranger full of rage. A battle that has no victors. A decision that has to be made. And a future that has to be fought for. Scarred and learning how to live again, Kas might never be free of his darkness. A life full of triggers is no life at all. But a love full of pain can only grant heartache. Gem made the decision to stay, but at what cost? Kas made the choice to claim her, but will he ever be worthy? To love is the simplest choice of all. But healing is the hardest struggle. Final book in the Fable of Happiness Trilogy.... Dark Romance
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"This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love; the more they give, the more they possess."

Rainer Maria Rilke

PROLOGUE

STICKS AND STONES MIGHT BREAK my bones, but words will never hurt me.

I’d first heard that chant from Wes a few weeks into our captivity. He’d whisper it in bed, hidden in the dark, his voice barely audible in the heavy silence. I’d follow along, repeating it silently in my mind, changing the words to fit my current level of hell.

Cuffs and chains might steal my freedom, but they will never own me.

Some nights, I’d twist the chant into whatever nightmare I’d lived through that day. I’d ball my hands and hiss at the night, trembling with pain and rage. Sometimes they’d rhyme, sometimes they wouldn’t. Sometimes other Fable kids would join in, but most of the time, it was just Wes and me, muttering the words like a vow of retribution.

It was one of the many things we turned to in order to survive.

A way of reminding ourselves that this couldn’t last forever.

Either death or escape would eventually save us, and I built my entire existence on those two possibilities. Even while living alone, I still trusted in those two inevitabilities.

Until she arrived.

A trespassing girl with a heart of fucking gold who showed me a third possibility.

One that successfully shattered me into irreparable pieces.

Love.

Death, freedom, or...love.

It wasn’t physical or mental abuse that destroyed me but her.

Her selflessness and her strength.

Her drive to save me from myself.

She pushed me until I cracked.

Perhaps I’d die striving to be worthy of her.

Or maybe...maybe I’d finally find a way to live.

Kindness and kisses might’ve destroyed me, but she...she might finally set me free.

CHAPTER ONE

“LET GO OF ME!”

I twisted my arm, trying to get free of the bastard’s grip.

His fingers merely tightened, digging into my flesh, keeping me well and truly trapped at his side. His strange, bi-colored eyes scanned me up and down even as his question hovered in the air. Licking his lips, he repeated himself, his voice scratchy and too-loud in the night. “Who the hell are you?”

I kicked out, aiming for his knee. “Someone who doesn’t take kindly to being held against her will.” My bare foot struck his leg.

He stumbled sideways as I connected, his fingers loosening a little but not letting me go. “Ow.” He sounded vexed and pissed off but not hurt. “That was unwise.” The level of blackness in his tone was even darker than the night. Keeping hold of me, he bent a little and rubbed where I’d kicked him with his free hand. His backpack squeaked as it slipped on his back. “I wouldn’t do that again if I were you.”

I sneered. “Let go of me, and I won’t have to.”

“I’ll let go of you when I have my answers.”

“Answers you haven’t politely asked for!” I bared my teeth. “Say please, and maybe I’ll—”

He yanked me into his body, brushing our noses together as he stood to his full height. “Say please? Ha. How about you give me answers that I’m entitled to, seeing as you’re the one walking around my valley in your fucking nightgown.”

“Your valley?!” I squirmed and tried to get free. “I think he would have something to say about that.”

His eyes lit up, glowing brown and blue. “He being...”

“None of your damn business!” My self-defense training kicked in. Memories of getting free from attackers swamped my muscles, and I spun beneath his arm, forcing his wrist to twist at an unnatural angle. The evil pouring off him coated the back of my throat like tar.

My hackles warned he wasn’t a good guy.

I needed to go.

Now.

I spun the final way, ripping his fingers off me and parrying backward.

Hissing beneath his breath, he shook out his twisted wrist, his eyes narrowed and sharp. “You’ll pay for that.”

Backing faster, I grabbed a stick from the ground and brandished it at him. “I think it’s my turn to ask a question.” I swished the stick through the air. “Who the hell are you?!”

Dropping his arm, he slipped his shoulders back. Ever so slowly, he shrugged out of the backpack, not looking down as the bag dropped to the ground with a thud.

He didn’t answer me, his eyes skating all over me with fascination bordering on obsession. His stare made my skin crawl. Waving my stick, I snapped, “Eyes up here, buddy.”

A half-smirk twisted his lips. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

I hid my shudder. “Don’t flatter yourself.” I arched my chin at the cave where he’d appeared from. “Leave before I hit you. You’re trespassing.”

His eyebrows shot up his forehead as a choked laugh rumbled in his chest. “Shit, this just keeps getting better.” He held up his hand, shaking his head. “I’m the one trespassing?”

“Yes. Leave.” I looked over my shoulder, searching the night forest, wishing that Kas was close. Where had he gone? Worry over his state of mind and what he’d intended to do as he’d run from the house trickled ice down my spine.

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Fable of Happiness (Fable #2) Read Online Pepper Winters http://www.wownovels.com/fable-of-happiness-fable-2-read-online-pepper-winters Sun, 08 Aug 2021 21:55:17 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/fable-of-happiness-fable-2-read-online-pepper-winters Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Dark, Romance Authors: Pepper Winters Series: Fable Series by Pepper Winters
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Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 144760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 724(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 483(@300wpm)

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From New York Times Bestseller, Pepper Winters, comes the second book in Kas and Gem’s twisted romance. A valley full of secrets. A history full of nightmares. A man who cannot be saved. And a woman who holds his very life in her hands. Strange how the villain of a story can so easily become the victim. Utter lunacy to think the captive might now become the caregiver. Gemma has a decision to make. Her life or his. Follow her heart, even when it’s screaming at her to run? Or turn her back on the man who could become her everything? Please note, this is a dark romance and not suitable for people with triggers. The content is dark and not for the faint of heart. Please take this warning seriously. Full length book. Second book of the Fable of Happiness Trilogy.
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“Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distance days into your answers.”

Rainer Maria Rilke

PROLOGUE

WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED that the victim could become the villain?

That one choice could derail not just one life but two. And not just derail but cause a catastrophic annihilation—an annihilation neither party could survive.

All I wanted was to go home.

I’d fought for that. Schemed for that.

And when I’d finally earned it...I had to make the hardest choice imaginable.

I was the reason he fell off that cliff.

He was the reason I turned my back on my freedom.

CHAPTER ONE

SOMEONE, ONCE UPON A time, said life flashed before the eyes of a person about to die.

I had news for that guy.

It didn’t.

My life never flashed before my eyes when I’d been denied oxygen in some sick sex game. It never flashed when I’d been beaten into unconsciousness by Storymaker.

And it didn’t flash with my fondest moments as I lost my footing and fell off the cliff.

Maybe it was because I had no fond memories.

Perhaps I’d spent too long erasing my life that it honored my wishes to remain forgotten in my final seconds.

Or maybe...maybe, I was never meant to have a life at all.

Death had shadowed me since I was born.

It’d been the reason I had no childhood, why I’d been a slave, and why, when I’d finally found someone who had the power to affect me, I was about to die.

The Grim Reaper had finally found me.

Down.

Down.

Down.

Trees whacked me, rocks pummelled me, air carried me to the end.

Twisting, turning, a rag doll with no direction.

I didn’t fight it. I stayed limp, accepting, ready.

I let pain explode and bruises bloom.

I closed my eyes on the falling blur.

Three things I thought of before the ground caught me.

One, I’d honored my promise and kept my Fable family safe.

Two, I was glad, glad I no longer had to fight.

And three...

Well, three was the only wince in my entire death experience.

It was about her.

Gemma.

Brave, tenacious, beautiful, and strong.

She was the reason my end had come.

She’d cursed me, and now she was free.

Hatred existed between us, lust and need, confusion and fear.

But the simple fact was if life had been kinder, if I had been less of what I was and more of what she deserved, things might have worked out differently.

If I was braver.

If I was saner.

If I hadn’t trapped her or used her or thought I could own her like I’d been owned by others, she might have stayed.

She might have cared.

And I might’ve fallen hopelessly in love with her.

CHAPTER TWO

I FELL TO MY KNEES.

Blank shock numbed me. My mind couldn’t decipher what’d just happened. An awful kind of hissing erupted in my ears. A static white noise that trickled into my bloodstream and made every bone twitch.

He’s...gone.

I shook my head. My mouth parted. My heart raced.

He can’t...it’s not possible.

I blinked, expecting him to still be there. Smirking that mocking grin, long hair touching his shoulders, eyes so dark with history they defied common color.

But he didn’t appear.

There was nothing.

Just me and the fading energy of a man who’d imprisoned me.

A man I just killed.

Oh, God.

My heart cramped as I wedged fists into my belly.

No one can survive a fall like that.

What have I done?

Yes, he’d taken my body and my freedom, but I’d done something a million times worse....I’d taken his life.

I—

My horrified shock suddenly gave way to coldhearted analytics.

Wait, he could survive.

He might—

Scrambling to my feet, I grabbed a branch and looked down.

Down.

I tried to see him.

I guessed the height of such a plummet.

A thousand feet perhaps?

More? Less?

I don’t know.

You have to know.

The buzzing turned vicious in my ears and marrow.

He might be alive.

It’s possible—

Panic fought with calm as I edged from the drop-off and dug both hands into my mud-dirty hair.

You have to find out, Gem.

You can’t leave him.

Images of him in pieces at the bottom of the cliff made me sick. Shattered bones, vacant eyes, a scarred body that was no longer alive.

Stop.

I ground the heels of my palms into my eyes, trying to rub such images away.

I swallowed hard.

I’d done this. He was down there because of me.

If I hadn’t jumped on him, he would still be whole.

There wasn’t even the question of leaving. Not yet. I would never be able to live with myself if I turned my back on someone in agony.

Someone crippled and bleeding and—

“Just focus. Stay strong.”

It didn’t matter how he’d treated me. I didn’t care that I was trading my last chance at freedom to go after him. If he was dead, I would bury him. I would ignore the awful pang in my soul and would honor his remains as any loved one would.

It was the least I could do.

He had no one.

He deserves to have someone.

God, he deserved so much more than what he had.

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Fable of Happiness (Fable #1) Read Online Pepper Winters http://www.wownovels.com/fable-of-happiness-fable-1-read-online-pepper-winters Tue, 08 Jun 2021 20:46:31 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/fable-of-happiness-fable-1-read-online-pepper-winters Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Authors: Pepper Winters Series: Fable Series by Pepper Winters
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 82199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)

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It’s the start of something huge. From New York Times Bestseller, Pepper Winters, comes a new Dark Romance full of decadent angst, monstrous heroes, and pages chock-full of lust. A house hidden in the middle of nowhere. A man who’s lived alone for a decade. A woman who trespasses on his solitude. A love full of hate as well as hunger. The thing about my life is...I was never in control of it. I just I thought I was. I thought I had everything figured out—a good career, fun hobbies, a bright future, but everything changed when I found an ivy-cloaked house, tucked in a forgotten valley, hiding a man who corrupted my world forever. I thought I was successful, until he showed me fortune and happiness could be snatched away in an instant. I believed I was blessed, but really, I was cursed. Cursed to become a plaything for a monster. Cursed to become a prisoner just because I trespassed. Now, I know nothing. I am nothing. I’m just his.
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PROLOGUE

THE DAY I WAS BORN, a curse was put upon me.

That curse grew with me from boyhood to man. I had no mark to prove it. No doctor to confirm it.

But I knew.

A blackness had attached itself to me, and I was cursed.

It was irrefutable.

Because of this fact, I didn’t look upon surprises as favorable. Surprises in my world meant pain and punishment. I liked methods. Rules. Comfortable habits and familiar routines.

So, what are you going to do with her?

My hands balled as I paced outside the cell where I’d thrown her.

I don’t know.

That was a lie.

I knew what I should do.

I should kill her because she’d found me. She’d stumbled upon my carefully hidden world. She’d had the audacity to enter my home. To step foot upon my domain.

So...kill her.

I stopped.

I glared at the heavy wooden door, dropping my gaze to the rusty padlock that’d continued its role of imprisonment for far too long.

Eleven years.

Eleven years since I’d looked upon another person. Eleven years since I’d felt that raw hate bubble in my blood, demanding violence, chanting for their pain before they could summon mine.

Do it.

I pulled the key from my pocket.

I opened the door.

I stepped inside to face my enemy.

CHAPTER ONE

MY MOTHER USED TO SAY I was blessed.

Her tone might have been sarcastic, and her praises might have been fake, but that didn’t change the fact that I agreed with her.

I was blessed.

I was born in the summer, I liked to learn, and I’d had a happy childhood. Well, I had until my dad passed away from a sudden stroke, leaving me and my little brother, Joshua, at the mercy of my fragile mother, who used scorn to patch up her own heavy grief.

But, because I was blessed, the minute Joshua turned eighteen and rented a place with some friends, I moved out of the house too, assuring my mother that I would always be there for her. That I would always answer the phone and forever be her daughter, even if she couldn’t understand why life seemed, in her words, “to favor me and not her.”

By favor me, she meant that by the time I was twenty-three, I’d quit my job as a travel agent and would never have to work for someone else again. I was free of the rat race. A self-made millionaire.

And it was all thanks to a passion that’d started in school and had morphed into a career that provided an ample income to buy my quaint lavender-painted house, squirrel away my retirement fund, and enabled a lavish lifestyle, if I chose to.

Pity that I chose simple things.

I didn’t drink or smoke. I didn’t party or favor expensive dresses or makeup. Yes, I had the latest gadgets in video recording and laptop software, but those items, along with new carabiners, rope, and chalk, were all tax deductible because of my career.

My career that my mother couldn’t understand. That friends from school rolled their eyes at, and other peers glowered at with envy.

I was one of the few women climbers who’d struck gold on YouTube.

A girl with strength in her fingers and flexibility in her body to scale complicated boulders, cliff faces, and technical mountains.

First, it was just the sponsorships. The free climbing shoes and exercise leggings as I won more local and regional contests.

Then it was the appearances. The brief reviews I was requested to give on climbing gyms around the USA led to some larger companies flying me overseas to sample their own routes and walls, quoting me in magazines who’d dubbed me as “The Girl Gravity Can’t See.”

As my notoriety increased, so too did the prize winnings. I had the opportunity to train with elites and enter contests reserved for champions.

I enjoyed all aspects of competition. I liked indoor climbing as well as outdoor challenges. However, my personal favorite was climbing on my own. No spotter. No belayer. No one to catch me if I fell.

One afternoon, I’d left the city behind on a quest to find a waterfall I’d seen mentioned on a couple of climbing forums. For four hours, I’d climbed its treacherous rocks. I almost fell. I made a few mistakes and triumphed on a few challenges. I truly felt as if I was the girl gravity couldn’t see.

I’d loved the experience so much, I’d created a profile online and posted the recording from my camera that I’d set at the bottom of the waterfall. Just a simple recap showing the route I’d taken, the cuts I’d endured, and the time-lapse journey of me scaling moss-covered rocks all while water drenched me.

The light had been perfect on the cascade. The rainbows had been exquisite. The colors had been magical. I’d wanted to immortalize the experience by uploading it.

I’d tagged a few climbing acquaintances, labeled the video “Swimming in the Sky,” and then gone to bed.

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