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

Her brow rose before she quickly masked her surprise. "What a handsome young man you are." True stated. She held out her hand to shake and Adam shook her hand with a broad smile. Adam liked it when Riley called him son.


Riley turned to the tall woman. "This is Adam‘s mom, Stella." 


The two women shook hands. "Nice to meet you Stella."


"Same here, True. That‘s a pretty name."


True returned to the kitchen with her eyes wide as saucers. "Jeb," she said breathlessly.


Jeb paused in tending to his skillet of scrambled eggs. He took one look at her face and then glared through the past-through. He saw Riley Pranger. 


"What happened? That asshole up to no-good?" 


Jeb was old enough to be her grandfather but he sure wouldn‘t allow anyone to harass her. He‘d once taken a rolling pin to a man‘s head. In that way he had symbolically become her grandpa--her Caucasian grandpa.


Chapter 45