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

Martier stared at herself in the mirror. She reached up and removed the pins from her hair. The Asian hair care products had done wonders in taming her curls. Her hair no longer looked like a lion's mane. She finger-combed it and fluffed it into place. Her dark curls ran down her back completely frizz free. Hmm, she should have had that when she'd tried everything from Baby oil to body lotion to tame her locks.


She checked out her slender body and made sure that her bra wasn't peeking out from the folds of the dress. While shopping, Claudette had thrust four pretty bras into her hands, and she was happy she bought them because the dress had a low neckline. She wouldn't want anyone to get a peek at one of her old white bras.


She returned to her desk and wondered what she'd do if Karl didn't show up. She didn't have to wonder long.


Karl was standing at her desk at 11:58.  


Chapter 52