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

Jane used to have a different name, a different life—but that was before she was rescued from the refugee camp after the Rwandan genocide and brought to the convent to be raised. Now she is being dismissed, told to go out into the world. 

Tim Singleton lost his wife to breast cancer less than a year ago and yet the pain and anger is still fresh in his mind. When Corrine died, so did Tim’s faith…so when he received the call from the convent, Tim isn’t quite sure why he agreed to help the young African girl with a job. 

She didn’t quite fit in with the others at the law firm that wore thousand dollar Chanel suits while her clothes were picked with care from the donation bin at the church. At nearly six feet tall, the shy girl tried to become invisible in the hectic world around her. But if her ill-fitting clothes didn’t draw attention to her, then it was a beauty that couldn’t be hidden so easily.

Soon Jane sees Tim as not only her benefactor, but her one true love. But can Tim finally open up and allow someone else touch his heart? Can he forget their difference in race and age? And more importantly, would being with him mean the loss of her innocence?


A Seal Upon Your Heart

He looked at the ground. "When I saw Yook come into the house I went after him specifically. But then he picked you up, and it seemed that you were the most important thing in the world in that moment. I thought, 'Ha, he can't out run me now.' And then I raised that machete … As I brought it down, I saw the look in your eyes. It was everything that made sense in that look. Terror, questions, appeal … but no words, no cries, no screams. And then suddenly it was like … God was looking at me through those eyes."


"I could no longer convince myself that I was doing what I was supposed to be doing," Kokayi said. "I knew that I was damned." He stared into the distance. "I didn't pick up another weapon or kill another person. And then later, when I found out that they were going to return to the house to make sure the deed was done, I returned first."


Chapter 99