Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire.
In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: 
pepperpace.author@yahoo.com

When all you know is what you were taught by parents and friends that are ignorant to the world, you grow up to be a man like Riley Pranger, a passive racist and chauvinistic. But Riley is going to get a fast re-education when a single black mother rents his home for the summer and he has no choice but to recognize the actions of the people around him. 

Stella Burton is a no nonsense, 6-foot tall curvaceous black woman who has no problem with hurting a man’s ego. She is opinionated, specifically about a country where she has been single handedly raising her multi-racial son to be a well-rounded black man. 

What happens when white privilege is suddenly challenged? When races clash and you mess with the wrong black woman? This novella contains twists and turns and sexiness as well as appearances from Lt. Christopher Jameson, Ashleigh and their children from the novel Beast, Bodie and Shaundea Matthews from A Wrong Turn Towards Love and True from True’s love. 

Warning: This story includes sexual situations, graphic and strong racist and homophobic language. This story discusses American politics and race relations in a fictional setting.

The Miseducation of Riley Pranger

The woman walked toward her with her hand held out. 


"I saw you pulled over at the side of the road and wondered if you were having car problems. Cars always stop running on this hill," she chuckled. Stella shook her hand. "Oh, I‘m Ashleigh and this is my husband-"


"Christopher!" Stella quickly filled in. 


Ashleigh‘s head tilted. "Do we know you?"


"No," Stella chuckled. "I‘m sorry. We were at the market yesterday and the lady working there asked if we were here to visit Ashleigh and Christopher."


Ashleigh laughed. "Right. Because all black people know each other."


Chris moved to lift the little boy up into his arms. He looked to be about two years old. The little girl was light in coloring like her dad and had the same light eyes and long auburn hair. But the boy was brown, even darker than his mom with brown curls and hazel brown eyes—but he looked just like his dad. Stella understood why people stared at her and Adam because she couldn‘t stop staring at the little family.


Chapter 28