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Darkest Destiny Trilogy Series by Pepper Winters – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Thu, 23 Apr 2026 23:01:36 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Darkest Destiny Trilogy Series by Pepper Winters – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 Burning Blood (Darkest Destiny Trilogy #2) Read Online Pepper Winters http://www.books2020.com/burning-blood-darkest-destiny-trilogy-2-read-online-pepper-winters Thu, 23 Apr 2026 23:01:36 +0000 https://www.books2020.com/burning-blood-darkest-destiny-trilogy-2-read-online-pepper-winters Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Pepper Winters Series: Darkest Destiny Trilogy Series by Pepper Winters
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 140780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)

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Lucien has three goals.
Escape Cinderkeep.
Ignore his feelings for Rook.
And drown in a sea of his enemies’ blood.

Rook only has one goal.
Stay alive.

But if she gives him what he wants…one of them will die.
And if one dies…the other follows.

Dark. Obsessive. Fated.
Perfect for readers who love morally grey villains, forced proximity, touch-her-and-die energy, and romance that becomes elemental

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Playlist

Jared Benjamin – Poison

Jared Benjamin – Believe it

Kygo & Imagine Dragons - Born to be Yours

Coldplay - A Sky Full Of Stars

Ruelle - War Of Hearts

Ruelle - Monsters

Pink - What About Us

Zac Efron, Zendaya - Rewrite The Stars

Avril Lavigne - Head Above Water

James Arthur - Impossible

Neoni - Darkside

Prologue

I’VE HEARD THAT WHEN DESTINY COMES for you, there’s no escape.

You can fight, fake, and force yourself to believe whatever you want to believe, but fate always finds a way.

No matter if you’re enemies or strangers. No matter if you met in tragedy or sweet romance, once destiny binds you together, that’s it.

You’re no longer your own person; you’re part of a whole.

It doesn’t matter if the person you chose is crazy or angry or suicidal.

Once you’re bound, two hearts beat as one.

Their revenge becomes your revenge.

Their love binds with your love.

And their death...is your death.

Always.

Chapter One

TO GO FROM THE BEST KISS of my life to being asked to commit murder...

He had to be kidding, right?

I gawked at him.

His voice echoed over and over in my head.

“Kill me, kill me, kill me.”

My palm turned slippery around the knife, my lips still stinging from his, my heart a manic monster in my chest.

Raw panic rushed up my throat. “There’s no way I’m—”

“Do it.” His eyes held mine, narrowed and black. “Stab me. Right now.”

I backed up, wrenching my hand from his where he forced me to hold the knife. “You’re crazy.” Tears pricked my eyes. “I can’t. I physically can’t hurt you.”

“Once again, your lack of obedience is infuriating.”

“My obedience?!” My temper got the better of me. “I don’t remember promising to obey you—”

“I told you not to fuck this up for me.” His eyes locked on the drones above. The drones watching everything. “And keep your voice down.”

“Let’s just go back inside—”

“It’s too late for that.” He reached for me. “Come here.”

“Get away from me.” I went to throw the knife into the bushes, but he rushed me, grabbed my shoulders where my rucksack hung, and hissed into my ear. “You will do this for me because I can’t do it on my own. I need you.”

Need you.

Need you.

Up until now, I’d hoarded those words.

I’d relished that someone like Lucien Ashfall—who prided himself on hating everyone and everything—needed me.

Useless stress-phobic me.

To ease his pain.

To give him pleasure.

To share my company and just talk to him...

But this?

Murdering him?

Not possible.

Utterly impossible.

I fought him. “Let me go.”

“I’m not asking, Rook.”

“And I’m not doing it, Lucien.”

“Don’t you get it? I only have one shot. Just one!” His snarl vibrated through my bones, making me ache from head to toe. “And I’m not going to fail.”

“I’ll do whatever you need, but I can’t—”

“Stab me. Before they come.” His fingers dug into my shoulders like pincers. “Stab me, Rook. Do it.”

My name. He hardly ever said my name.

Now he’d said it twice in succession.

It made my heart skip a million beats and feelings to surge that had absolutely no business surging.

The drones suddenly abandoned us, shooting back over the wall as the rain became heavier, drenching us with wet splashes.

Without the drones recording us, I shouted, “You can command me all you want. I will literally do anything else you ask, but I won’t hurt you. I refuse.”

“Don’t you want revenge on me keeping you here?” He gripped me agonisingly hard, his face going black. “Aren’t you furious?”

“What?” My eyes widened. “Why would I—?”

“Don’t you hate me for taking you away from your life?”

“Yes. I mean no.” I scowled. “I mean...it’s not you who did this to me.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’m the reason you’re here. I’m the reason you can’t leave.”

“You’re the reason I’m still alive. You’ve saved me from the others. You’ve given me your blood—”

“Purely to keep you alive for this. I needed you well enough—obedient enough—to kill me.”

My heart quit beating. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do. You’re the key. My one chance. I’ve been using you this entire time—”

“No, you haven’t.” I shook my head, clinging to all those moments where our lives had woven together. All those seconds where we’d fallen into something against our wishes but something that was real and true and—

“You mean nothing to me.” He bared his teeth like a beast. “You’re just a tool. A knife I’ve honed to be used at this very moment.”

“No.” I swallowed hard, fighting his words, my reaction, begging stress not to black me out. “I know what you’re doing, and I don’t blame you—”

“I blame me,” he cut me off with a roar. “I fucking despise everything about myself and this place. You’re here because of me. You’re trapped because of me. And if you don’t do what I say, I’ll kill you.”

“You can’t keep threatening me with something we both know isn’t true!” I stomped my foot like a child, splashing droplets from a gathering puddle. “You can’t kill me. We both know that. If you could, you would’ve done it already!”

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Advertisement Darkest Destiny (Darkest Destiny Trilogy #1) Read Online Pepper Winters http://www.books2020.com/darkest-destiny-darkest-destiny-trilogy-1-read-online-pepper-winters Thu, 26 Feb 2026 08:20:40 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/darkest-destiny-darkest-destiny-trilogy-1-read-online-pepper-winters Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Pepper Winters Series: Darkest Destiny Trilogy Series by Pepper Winters
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Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 107652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)

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For twenty years, Lucien Ashfall has been caged by the very men who profit from his blood. He’s dangerous, uncontrollable, and deadly. He’s also the only one carrying his bloodline and they need another.

Every six months, thirty girls are sent into his prison and tasked with one goal: Make him create an heir by any means necessary. But everyone who goes in, never comes out.

Until Rook Snowdon is thrown into Cinderkeep by mistake.

She isn’t a seductress. And she certainly isn’t there to save anyone.

In fact, she only has three goals in life:
One, hide her true identity for as long as possible.
Two, nap and self-medicate with wine.
Three (and most problematic) ignore the fact that stress is slowly killing her.

Lucien only has one goal: escape and burn everything to the ground. Unfortunately, everyone has their secrets and these two have many.

They just don’t know it yet.

Because she might be the key to getting him free. But if he gets out, it’s not the world that will burn.

It’s him

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Playlist

Symphony of Misfits – Imagine Dragons

Believer – Imagine Dragons

Chills – Mickey Valen, Joey Myron

I Want Love – Jessie J

Secrets – OneRepublic

In the End – Linkin Park

Make Me Wanna Die – The Pretty Reckless

I Won’t Back Down – Tom Petty

The Ones You Think You Own – Ilia

Only – Nine Inch Nails

Let the World Burn – Chris Grey

Burn – Ellie Goulding

Prologue

BY THE TIME I WAS TWENTY-TWO, I already had many names.

Runaway Heiress.

Missing Empress.

Slacker Queen.

The titles filled me with guilt for abandoning my responsibilities, but after witnessing my parents die in the name of making immortality a reality, I suffered what the media called a ‘nervous breakdown’.

I went from being groomed to take my rightful place at Snowflake Corp to vanishing overnight.

The beauty of disappearing meant troubles struggled to find me.

But it also meant that when they did find me, no one was there to save me.

And I found myself hurled into the darkest destiny imaginable...

Chapter One

“ARE YOU COMING BACK AT ALL in this lifetime?”

I sighed and inched away from the crowd of women. I knew answering my phone was a bad idea. “Frank, we’ve talked about this. I agreed to give you this number, but only for actual emergencies. Everything else, I don’t exist, got it?”

Frank Lampton—the MD, CEO, CFO, and basically king of Snowflake Corp groaned dramatically. “Rook, listen to me. We all know how hard it was on you when your parents—”

“Dissolved right in front of me?”

“Yes, well, they were playing with cryogenics and anti-aging compounds that—”

“Made their quest for immortality ensure they died far before their time?”

“I know it affected you, but you have responsibilities—”

“I was fifteen, Frank. I started those responsibilities when I was twelve. They yanked me out of school and my life was just another cog in their company. Forgive me if I no longer have the capacity to—”

“I’m not saying you had it easy. And I’m aware you’ve earned the right to be alone for a while, but...we need you here for more than the occasional signature. You’re the sole heir to every subsidiary and enterprise. Your disappearance sent ripples through the corporate world and—”

“They’ll survive.” I cut him off for the fourth time, sick of the same ‘ole conversation. “Look, if you don’t have an emergency—if the labs haven’t blown up or the pill for everlasting life hasn’t been created, then please, please, leave me alone.”

Already, I felt the headache pressing. The sharp shooting pains behind my eyes. Ever since that day, I’d suffered the aftereffects of death, along with the knowledge that I might’ve been a fifteen-year-old child, but overnight, every asset, obligation, and untold secret patents that Snowflake Corp was involved in became mine.

So I did what any logical, broken teenager would do and got the hell out of there.

“Ladies, my, my, what a fabulous turnout!” A man’s voice crackled through the speaker system, floating with a rich baritone through the luxury garden. Whipping around, I scanned the crowd of women. Some pretty, some not so pretty, some in dresses, some in jeans. But all of us had one thing in common thanks to the pink invitation in our hands.

“I have to go, Frank.”

“No, wait—”

“Thank you so much for accepting our offer to attend the Ember Wellness Retreat Weekend. With our grand opening next month, you’re an integral part of helping us find the areas of improvement that may arise. Because your feedback is so valuable, the entire weekend is on us—including unlimited massages, beauty treatments, and access to the many hot pools and ice baths within the estate.”

Everyone smiled at each other, clutching their bags packed with the essentials for a weekend at a five-star spa.

My headache started to fade, knowing that the moment I hung up the phone, I would once again be a nobody. A twenty-two-year-old slacker who had no ambition, no agenda, and had successfully become one with the art of doing nothing.

That was how I’d ended up at the right place, at the right time to receive an invitation.

I’d only just arrived in London from a month in Thailand. After so much sun, sand, and bright teal sea, I wanted to bundle myself up in sweaters and eat fried food in front of a fireplace in a thousand-year-old pub.

Two extremes. Two experiences.

That was what made up my life—just a constant drift toward the next stress-free moment with a single rucksack to my name—so when a handsome man approached me at said pub, asked if I was free this weekend and wanted to be pampered, I took it as a nudge from the universe to relax after my flight and agreed.

Of course, I wasn’t entirely stupid.

I might be one of the richest women alive and had long since lost the tangible value of money—seeing as it kept pouring into my account faster than I could give it away to charities—but I’d been put to work in my parents’ company when I was just twelve for a reason.

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