The Enclave Series
by Jessica Lee
The Enclave #1-4
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance, Vampires, Series
The Enclave #1-4
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance, Vampires, Series
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Over 300 years ago, an ancient female vampire turned Kenric St. James against his will and killed the woman he loved. Now, Kenric has found a woman he finally burns to claim as his own again, but he knows loving her means giving his sire another target. Emily Ross just wanted a fresh start. She’s a survivor, coming off the tail end of an abusive relationship, and craves time alone to learn who she is. The last thing she needs is a controlling alpha male calling all the shots. Meeting Kenric might just have changed her mind, though. He is wrong for her in all the right ways. But in order to keep her heart from breaking, he first has to keep the hordes of evil vamps from stealing her very breath.
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EXCERPTS: The Enclave Series by Jessica
Lee
Undying Destiny Excerpt: (book #1, FREE
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What
was she doing to him? “Kenric!” Emily cried again. She had to get him awake.
Had to get him away from her. The look on his face. The strain in his body.
Marguerite was torturing him, and the sight of it was like a knife through
Emily’s heart. She bent over and clasped his cheeks, forcing his face in her
direction. “Kenric, it’s Emily.” His eyes were glazed, pupils dilated, staring
at some point beyond her. “You have to hear me. Come back to me.” Her voice
choked. “She’s not here. Marguerite is in your head.”
Emily
gritted her teeth then cried out, “Let him go!” She had no idea if the woman
could even hear her, but she had to try.
She
shuffled closer, placing them face to face. “Kenric!” His fangs were extended,
touching his bottom lip.
The
sight of the sharp points should have freaked her out, but at that point, all
she could see was the man. A man in pain. The man who had placed her life
before his own.
“Emily?”
he mumbled, and his brow wrinkled.
Her
heart raced. “Yes, yes. It’s me.” She ran her fingers through his hair. “Look
at me. Focus on me.”
“Get
out of here!” He shook his head as if trying to break her hold and back away.
“Kenric,”
Emily said, her tone dropping to an, I’m-a-woman-who-won’t-be-moved level.
“Focus on me. Get her out of your head.”
His
eyelids slammed shut, then he blinked, and his gaze bore into hers. Seeing her
for the first time. “I said get out of here,” he growled. “I can’t…I can’t
promise you I’m in control.” He sucked in a deep breath. “Leave me.” His
attention shifted to something in the distance. “Need you,” he began, the words
fighting for birth from his throat. “Need you safe.”
“Oh,
hell no!” Like she could live with herself if she walked out that door. The
very thought had her gasping for air. His head slipped from her grasp, and his
eyelids _ uttered. His eyes rolled back in their sockets. The bed jerked and
his body stiffened. “Kenric?” Emily lunged forward, nearly on top of him.
“Kenric,”
she shouted and grabbed his head, rocking his face forward. “Don’t you die on
me,” she uttered, her voice fierce. “You put me in the middle of this, and I
need you to stay with me. You hear me?” she asked, her lips next to his. “Come
back to me.”
Emily
pressed her mouth against his, willing him back to reality. To her. There was a
lot about Kenric that scared the hell out of her, but she realized suddenly
that the thought of him not being in her life frightened her even more.
At
first there was no response. Only her lips moving across his. She choked on a
sob, then poured herself back into action. He jerked, and then his palms were
on her upper arms, air filling his lungs. Kenric pushed her back.
“What
are you doing?” His eyes narrowed, the pupils no longer human, obscuring almost
all the white. “You have to get away from me.”
Emily
shook her head. “I’m not leaving you like this. She’s trying to kill you.” She
reached out and gripped his face. “Because of me,” she whispered.
“You
don’t understand…,” he began, his voice hoarse, as if he’d emerged from a long
desert journey.
“I
understand you need me. That’s all I need to know.”
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Elle
flipped up the image of her sister. “You ever see her around here?” The
bartender’s eyebrows shot up, followed by his eyes, which went up and over the
photo and straight into her face.
“Why
you want to know? You a cop or something?”
“She’s
my sister. And no, I’m not a cop—or something.” Elle wiggled the photo. “Have
you seen her?”
He
shrugged. “Lady, I just serve ‘em the booze. I don’t babysit. Couldn’t tell you
if I saw her or not.” He grabbed a bar cloth and mopped up the wet rings off
the bar. “So are you drinking or wasting my time?”
Yeah.
She was drinking. “I’ll have a Bud Light.” He nodded, headed toward the cooler,
and she slipped the photo back in her purse. Strike two. At this rate, she’d end up with a serious case of
whiplash.
Two
pasty-white girls, dripping in chains and draped in black, crowded next to her
in the spot tattoo man had vacated. They ordered beers, then in loud, overly
excited voices started gushing about a hot guy who’d just sat down at the bar a
few seats away. Each wanted to be the first to get a bite of him.
Curiosity
had her glancing over to check out their version of a “hottie.” Her chest
constricted, forcing her next breath to fight its way into her lungs. There was
no mistaking that face, even though his hair was longer, below his shoulders,
and the former deceptive halo of blond hair had been slashed with thick lines
of black. It looked as though he’d dipped his hands in dye and raked them
through his hair in an I-don’t-give-a-shit manner. Crazy. But striking.
And
she’d have known him anywhere.
Arran MacLain.
He
tipped his beer up to his lips for a swallow, drawing her attention to the dark
shadow of hair along his jaw. He’d tied his hair back, and a large
black-and-platinum cross swayed at his earlobe. She shook her head and squirmed
in her seat. Damn, he looked even sexier than… Her mind raced back to the
Enclave’s former headquarters and the last moment they’d shared together on the
staircase. She strummed her nails against the glass bottle in her hand.
Forgettable.
Yeah,
that was the word he’d used to describe their kiss. She had the sudden urge to
march over there and bash her beer bottle over his head. Instead, she tossed
back a gulp of the cold, bitter liquid.
Above
her head, chilled air blew from the vent in the ceiling, a welcome temporary
relief from the overheated bodies steaming up the crowded floor space. A lock
of hair from her wig blew across her face. She brushed it back, making room for
another sip of her beer, her eyes never leaving Arran’s face.
He
went for his bottle again and lifted it to his mouth, but his arm stilled
before the beer met his lips. She knew the moment he sensed her presence. His
nostrils flared, and his beer made a slow descent back to the counter. Her
heart hammered against her chest, and a shudder raced across her body. Another
round of Nine Inch Nails’ haunting cry for help filled the room. Perfect
timing. She had a feeling that in a few seconds, she was going to need it.
Undying Desire Excerpt: (book #3, $1.99
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“Get
your ass back on the bed, vampire!” Eve appeared in front of him again, her
fangs bared.
“Move,”
he snarled. “Or I'll do it for you.” In his current state, he didn't trust
being alone with her for one more second.
Instead
of stepping aside, Guerin watched—mesmerized—as Eve lifted her wrist to her
mouth and bit. A crimson stream bubbled up around the perfect curve of her
lips, staining her flesh and evoking a cold shiver over his own.
His
mouth watered.
Fangs
throbbed.
Air
scorched a path into his lungs.
He'd
never wanted—craved—anything more in his life. And no way in hell did he have
the patience or inclination to analyze which of the visions in front of him he
desired more: Eve or the scarlet fluid escaping her vein.
Then
she was there, without having to ask, her essence flowing onto his tongue.
And
it was ambrosia.
He
rocked on his heels, but Eve stretched her other arm across his lower back,
steadying him. The assault of her flavor over his taste buds, the heat of her
blood mingling with his, was unlike anything he'd ever experienced over the
centuries. His cock surged to life. He groaned and gently sank his fangs,
needing more. Eve mumbled something in response, then the warmth of her body
enveloped him. She pressed into him, breasts to his chest, hip to hip, her heat
seeping under his skin as her blood heated his veins.
The
roar of her heartbeat filled his head to near bursting. Eve was everywhere. Her
essence went cell-deep, sparking off his neurons and marking his soul. But the
crazy shit was, at that moment, he didn’t give a damn.
She
was pure indulgence. Hot, liquid sin. That last piece of delectable chocolate
cake you knew you should walk away from, but if you didn't have at least one
more taste, life wouldn't be worth living.
He
glanced at the swell of her breasts against his chest, and it took every
remaining fiber of his control not to take her down, bury his face, and
continue to drink between what had to be nirvana.
“Enough,”
she commanded. “Enough for now.” Eve brushed her fingers up his spine.
Guerin
swirled his tongue over the wound, closing it, then kissed the evidence of his
feeding. He followed the soft inside of her arm upward with his lips. Damn. Every inch of her was sweet. The
rigid length of his erection pulsed behind the thin cotton of his pants. If the
taste of her blood and the feel of her skin next to his had him this crazed, he
could only imagine what the flavor of her arousal would to do his mind. And he
would surely die if he didn't find out soon.
At
her neck, he teased the bounding pulse with his tongue, then lifted his head.
Pale-blue eyes, glowing with desire, met his.
“Beautiful,”
he breathed. Guerin cupped her face, holding her gaze, and brought her mouth to
within a hairbreadth of his own.
“Guerin…,”
she whispered. “I—”
He
brushed his lips over hers, stealing the small gasp of air she'd released, then
pulled back. “Need you.”
Undying Hunger Excerpt: (book #4, $2.99
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The
exterior door snicked open. “I want
to see him,” a female said.
Alexandria.
He’d
know that voice anywhere. Even from his grave.
Every
neuron in Markus’s brain fired. What the hell was she doing here in the
basement of the Enclave mansion?
“Tell
her this isn’t a good idea, Kenric.” It was Guerin who spoke up. Of course. The
bastard hated him.
“What’s
going on?” Kenric asked. “Why do you need to see him?”
“I
just need to talk to him,” she said.
“We
ran into some DEADs tonight,” Guerin said, “and Enrique popped in.”
What the fuck?
That
dose of info made what blood he had left in his veins surge, laced with adrenaline.
Markus rolled over and up onto the side of his bed, his joints rebelling.
“Enrique?”
Kenric rumbled. “I had no idea the asshole could function without Marguerite’s
direction. What in hell did he want?”
“You’ll
have to ask Alexandria,” Guerin replied.
“What
does that mean?”
“He
mentioned something about Markus to me,” she patiently added, but Markus didn’t
miss the sound of growing frustration in her voice. “I just need to speak to
him first. Then if you want, we can talk.”
Markus’s
pulse roared inside his head. What had
Enrique told her?
Closing
his eyes, he drew in a calming breath, his mind returning to the female who
stood only a few feet away. It had been at least a year since he’d last seen
her. How would Alexandria look? Had she changed?
Did
the fire still burn in her violet gaze?
“Fine,”
Kenric said. “I’ll take you to him.”
“No.”
She
wanted to see him. Alone. Markus pushed from the mattress, steadying himself on
his feet.
Anticipation
hummed inside his veins.
“I
don’t think that’s a good idea,” Kenric said, his tone firm.
“Are
you implying he’s dangerous—even from the other side of your silver cage?”
A
corner of Markus’s mouth curled. The little vixen hadn’t lost her fire.
Alexandria had never taken no for an answer.
Kenric
sighed. “It’s not that he’s dangerous per se. Not in his current state—”
“Then
I’d like to speak to him in private,” she said. After a second or two of
tension-filled silence, she added, “Please.”
“Anyone
ever tell you that you’re a tad stubborn?” Kenric asked.
“Maybe
once or twice,” she said. “But I like to think of it as being relentlessly
determined. Will you give me some time to speak with Markus…alone?”
“We’ll
be on the other side of that door,” the master vampire said. “Call out, and
we’ll be in here before you can blink.”
“This
may take a while. I need some answers from him about a few things, and I’m
pretty sure getting him to cooperate won’t be something that happens quickly.”
“Getting
Markus to do anything that isn’t his idea is never an easy task,” Kenric said.
“Exactly,”
she said. “Give me a little time, okay? Like you said, he can’t hurt me from
the other side of the bars.”
“I
don’t like it,” Kenric replied. “But if this is something you feel you really
need to do, I understand.”
“It
is.”
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Arran MacLain is a vampire on a suicide mission, driven to kill his former partner who betrayed him and the Enclave they served. But two things stand in his way: Gabrielle, the human female who holds his heart, and the past that won’t let him go. If only death was enough to cleanse his soul. Gabrielle Steven’s sister is missing. Her hunt for clues brings her face to face with the one vampire she can’t forget. Their missions combine and thrust them into the heart of evil. Will their passion be enough to overcome the pain from their past, or will their dark desires destroy them both?
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Guerino Lombardi’s world just went to shit. Turns out, his friend and leader has a daughter, something believed impossible in the vampire world, and word has it she wants her father dead. Something Guerin is not okay with. Eve Devonshire is a woman hiding in plain sight. Not completely human, but not quite a vampire, she’s accepted by neither race. Her life has consisted of half-truths and disguises, never belonging or living in one place for any length of time.
To stay alive, Eve can’t trust anyone, including the alpha vampire with midnight eyes and a thirst for pain and submission. With her enemies nipping at her heels, Eve has Guerin cornered, and both are determined to get the answers they’re looking for or die trying…if they can fight their desires long enough.
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All she can remember is hunger…for him. A year ago, Alexandria Stevens strode through the doors of Wicked Ways and into the arms of a man—a monster, really—who stole everything from her. Her memory. Her life. Now she’s a creature of darkness with only hazy images in her mind of that night and a confusing jumble of emotions. A fierce hate…and an even fiercer desire for Markus Santini. Markus has walked through this world for more than a hundred years, knowing exactly who and what he was, until Alexandria undid it all. Undid him. When a former vampire colleague threatens one of the Enclave’s own, Markus is needed—but only as the dark, powerful creature he once was. And in order to become that, he must find redemption…in the arms of a woman who despises him with every breath she can no longer take.
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Jessica Lee is an EPIC eBook Award winner and international bestselling author of paranormal romance. She lives in the southeastern United States with her husband and son. In her former life, Jessica was a science geek and spent over twenty-five years as a nurse. But after the birth of her son, she left her medical career behind. During that transition, she discovered her passion for writing romance and has never looked back. Jessica Lee is currently published by three houses: Entangled Publishing, Resplendence Publishing, and Ellora's Cave. In addition, she has several self-published titles available. Jessica is a member of Romance Writers of America and Carolina Romance Writers.
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