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Jenson’s Honor
Abbie Carlisle
Blurb
Emilia knows pain better than
anyone. Held captive by Harvey, the leader of The Phoenix League, she is
blinded with her need for revenge. No amount of time will heal her from her
tormented past, that is, until she meets the handsome 2nd Lord of the Mist. He
shows her that life can be filled with love and passion. Can she learn to trust
again or will her past forever dictate her future? Will their relationship end
before it’s begun?
Jenson lives life to the fullest.
Dictated by the words of his father, he fears repeating the past. Captivated by
Emilia, she reminds him that the future is a choice, but will he choose to
accept the honor inside him? Will his father’s accusation haunt him forever?
As The Order faces a danger sent
by The Phoenix League, Jenson must do whatever it takes to protect the one
who’s destined to own his heart?
Excerpts
STORY EXCERPT
The movement was faster than Emilia’s mind could
register. The air around her turned to ice, and she felt the release of
Jenson’s hand only moments before her mind registered that he’d let her
go. The flash of males moving across the room was instantaneous, and she
blinked rapidly, trying to focus on the vision before her. Jenson had leaped
forward, while Lucian and Tobias had scaled the couches, and all the males were
mere inches from Kion. Emilia inhaled, terror for her mate gripping her heart
as she saw Carrick move in her direction from the corner of her eye.
Elijah closed his eyes and misted. Kion’s instruction
had related directly to her “friends,” and if The Order hadn’t known about
his involvement with Harvey, they could have missed the intentional threat. All
the males had realized at the same time of Kion’s objective to get near Emilia,
and Elijah knew instantly that Kion had no intention of divulging the
whereabouts of Tarrant and Gideon. Elijah appeared directly behind the male in
case he turned. Shock gripped him as Kion misted in front of his eyes.
“Shit. He’s a fucking Original!” Lucian shouted as
he skidded to a halt in front of Elijah. He turned and searched the room but
saw no sign of Kion reappearing. His heart hammered as he shot across the room
in Emilia’s direction. He would be the fastest one to get to her and keep her
safe until Jenson reached her.
Tobias stopped and shot a glance around the room.
There was no sign of the male, but that wasn’t to say he couldn’t just appear
anywhere. Tobias turned and glared at Jenson. He saw the horror on Jenson’s
face. The male had known the reaction he would create by threatening the
female, and it had drawn them away from Emilia. She was in danger now that she
was alone on the other side of the room.
Jenson’s heart stopped as he turned. Emilia stood
vulnerable, and he ran rapidly, scaling the small table in front of him. Terror
tore through him as he watched Kion materialize directly behind her. As the
male grabbed Emilia around the waist, he roared out as Kion lifted her from her
feet. Jenson landed on two feet, blinded by his need to reach his mate and grab
her.
“If you come near, I will snap her neck. If you
mist near me, then she will take her last breath,” Kion announced loudly as he
stepped backward and wrapped his hand around Emilia’s throat.
“Release her,” Jenson demanded as Elijah misted
directly beside him.
“What is it you want?” Elijah asked, gazing into
Emilia’s terrified eyes.
“The females and the list. I want them brought
here,” Kion said coldly.
“Release her now!” Jenson roared. Pain tore
through him as he stared at his female.
“Jenson. Step back. Tell the others to move to the
back of the room. When I release my power, it will travel outward, and when it
does, search in his mind. He’ll not be able to control his emotions, and it
will leave his mind open. Search for my friends. See where they are. Move,
now,” Emilia instructed.
Jenson frowned. He gripped Elijah’s arm and pulled
him back as he stepped backward. He glanced around at the other males and
nodded, indicating for them to move to the back of the room. He saw the
confused looks on their faces but just frowned harder, hoping they would
understand to get the hell away from being anywhere near Emilia. She had warned
that her power would fill the room, and he knew firsthand the effect it would
have on them. Kicking the small table out of the way, Jenson moved back slowly,
keeping his eyes fixed firmly on Emilia.
Kion stared at each male in turn. What were they
doing? Confusion spread through his mind. This wasn’t the way he’d expected
them to react. He had the female in his grasp and had threatened her life. He’d
expected them to agree to his demands and bring the females and the list to the
apartment. What the hell was going on?
Emilia felt Kion’s grip around her throat. It hurt,
but it wasn’t strong enough to restrict her breathing. His scent swirled around
her, and a sense of evilness filled the air. She glanced around the room. The
large flat screen TV was placed in the corner and against the wall was a
cabinet with glasses and bottles of alcohol. She stared at each male. They had
all moved a distance away and each face showed concern for her safety. It
warmed her racing heart that they cared about her safety. Emilia stared
directly at Jenson.
His torment ripped at her soul. She feared for his
life more than her own, and if anything happened to him, her life would end in
an instant. The love that had grown in her heart for him gave her a reason to
live, and now it was down to her to protect him as he’d protected her. Even
though she could feel her own terror swirling through her veins, she knew what
she had to do. Emilia closed her eyes, picturing Jenson’s handsome face.
Bloodred mist filled her eyes. Power bubbled from
deep in her stomach and grew—intensifying as it swirled through her chest and
through the rest of her body. More powerful than she’d ever felt, the power not
only erupted from her hand but exploded from every cell in her body. The sheer
force made every muscle in her body spasm. Emilia could feel every emotion,
every sensation projected her power from her body, and she opened her eyes to
see a shimmer of red fill the room. A shattering sound filled the air as the
glasses on the cabinet exploded. The TV fractured, moments before the screen
tore apart, and shards of black glass shot into the room.
ADULT EXCERPT
Emilia stared at Jenson’s perfectly formed lips.
She couldn’t wait to have them against hers and opened her mouth, biting down
hard on her lower lip just to cope with the pleasure bearing down in her lower
stomach. Anticipation sparked across her skin with just the mere idea of his
hands on her body. The pressure building in her breasts made her clasp her
hands tightly by her sides as she watched him stalk toward her.
As Jenson reached her, he pressed her back against
the wall. She reached her hands up and caressed his toned arms. She had to ease
her head back to gaze up into his vibrant stare. The intense desire on his face
matched her own need, and flames burned deep in her stomach to have him inside
her. His firm grip on her waist sent shivers across her skin.
“Put your hands above your head, beautiful,” Jenson
instructed.
Jenson’s deep, throaty tone made her insides
clench. The intensity would have floored her if he wasn’t holding her upright.
She complied with his request and felt him grip at her dress and slide it upward
and over her head. His deep growl made her smile as her hair fell gently across
her shoulders. He had a habit of growling when he was either pissed or turned
on, but either way, she loved the passion that made him do it. Her body
responded to him instantly as she felt the long length of his desire press
against her stomach.
Jenson threw the dress behind him, not really
caring where it’d landed. He gazed down Emilia’s body, impatient to feel her
satin skin against his hands. Her soft curves teased his cock, which was
already rigid, fighting to be released from his sweat. His mate was the epitome
of femininity, and he could spend every moment of his life admiring every inch
of her skin. His hands longed to hold her breasts, and his mouth frantically wanted
to kiss her all the way down to her pussy. His whole body was ignited with
desire to claim his mate.
Jenson ran his hands slowly down her shoulders and
round her back. As she tensed in his arms, he growled loudly, knowing his
fingers had run over her scars. She was still conscious of their presence, and
Jenson stared into her eyes. The cutting sadness was painful to witness.
“You’re beautiful, Emilia. Don’t ever forget that.”
Jenson ran his fingers over the indents of her
shoulder blades and down across her slim back. He’d never get past his own
anger at how the scars had been placed on her skin, and if he ever came into
contact with the guard who’d hurt his mate, he’d tear the male’s head from his
shoulders. Whoever he was, he would pay dearly for causing his female to
suffer, and no amount of time would ever make him forget the silent promise
he’d made to himself. Jenson saw Emilia smile gently, which assured him that
she was slowly beginning to understand that he saw her as nothing less than
dazzling.
Jenson moved his hand back up her back and
unclipped her bra. Sliding his fingers through the straps, Jenson helped ease
the garment from her body. He dropped it to the floor, groaning deeply as he
slid his hands up her stomach and gripped a breast in each hand. Hearing her
soft moan of pleasure, as he rubbed his thumbs over her taut nipples, was
heaven. He stepped back slightly, bending down and taking one of her pink buds
in his mouth. Her warmed skin was soft and delightful as he sucked her hard.
Her cry made him ache to be inside her, and he released her and moved over to
the other one. He teased her and nipped her gently before taking her deeper
into his mouth.
Emilia ran her fingers through Jenson’s hair. Her
heart stormed in her chest, and to regulate her breathing was becoming more
difficult against his torment. She arched her back, her breasts tingling with
pleasure against his mouth—his hands—and she wanted to give him all of her.
Feeling him release her felt like a desolate loss. Emilia glanced into his
heated gaze.
Jenson grinned at Emilia as he slowly lowered
himself down her body. His eyes moved from her face and traced each curve of
her waist as his hands caressed down her sides, gripping the top of her
panties. He trailed gentle kisses from one hip across her stomach to her other
hip. Her gentle giggle made him smile.
“Sorry. It’s just that it tickles.” Emilia stifled
another chuckle as he kissed her sensitive skin. Against his lips, her skin
responded with the force of a hurricane. She loved every touch of his mouth on
her and sighed a deep longing sound as she watched him nuzzle his face between
her thighs. At this rate he would make her climax just from touching her down
there, she was so fiercely aroused.
Emilia’s scent was driving him close to losing
control. He wanted to see her beautifully naked body, feel the soft folds of
her pussy against his mouth, and if he didn’t unveil her of her panties soon,
he’d end up ripping the garment from her body. He eased the satin material down
her legs and lifted each foot, removing the panties before throwing them aside.
He ran his hands over her calves slowly as he kissed her gently up her thighs
toward the place his mouth longed to taste. He growled deeply, the vibration
causing her skin to tingle. Her reaction would make her wet and ready for him.
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Bio
Abbie
Carlisle lives in Kent, England with her wonderfully understanding husband and
3 children. She spends every spare hour either with her family or, with the
immense support from her twin sister, her other passion ‘writing’. For years she had dreamed of writing her own
paranormal novel and then her first novel was born. Come visit ‘The Order of
the Mist’ at abbiecarlisle.weebly.com
A
little bit more about me!
I
love reading and my favourite Authors are Laurann Dohner, Lara Adrian and JR
Ward. After reading many of their novels, I decided to start writing my own
paranormal novel ‘Elijah’s Vow’ in early 2014. It took me about 5 months to
write and it astounded me how the characters and the storyline developed as I
wrote. The idea first began one night with just the hero but before I knew it,
I had planned the storylines for the entire series. My second book in the
series ‘Jonah’s Salvation’ was released in February 2015. His book delves into
the life of Elijah’s second in command and is full of emotional conflict, love
and passion. Working full-time means I have to organise my time effectively and
find it’s at the end of the day that I finally get to sit and spend time
writing. I’ve met many amazing Authors and readers since publishing Elijah’s
Vow and their support has been invaluable. Writing Elijah’s Vow has been an
emotional roller-coaster of pride, joy and anxiety (especially on release day!)
and I hope that my books bring as much enjoyment for readers as it has been for
me writing it.
Q&A
1-
What is your typical day?
My
typical day - At the end of a busy day at work, I get home and pull out my
laptop, eager to begin with my current WIP. I have ideas throughout the day and
have to type them up just so I don’t forget anything. I then re-read the last
few paragraphs that I’ve written, just so I can get back into the flow and
continue writing the next chapters. I love to lose myself in the story and
usually don’t finish writing until it’s late at night.
2-
What inspires you in your
writing?
For me,
the best inspiration is the world around me. Everyone uses their senses to see,
hear, feel and touch and that’s the best way to draw the readers into my
stories. If I need a setting, I look around at the streets, parks, cities. I
find the way people act fascinating. It really shows their emotions and
characteristics. It help in my writing to be able to visualise how people react
to situations and of course, my final inspiration is my family. They are always
there to help and guide me with ideas.
3-
What made you want to write
paranormal stories?
After
spending many years reading paranormal stories, I felt compelled to write my
own story. I had a dream to create my own world of paranormal characters and
was able to see the lives of The Mist in my mind. My first initial ideas grew
and before I knew it, I had planned the entire series. Even now when I write,
the stories evolve and it gives me a great sense of pride to know that I can
bring enjoyment to readers.
4-
What is the underlying theme to
your stories?
I always
include passion and possession in my stories. The whole series is built on
paranormal males who find their true mates and the lengths they would go to
protect and love them. Everyone wants to feel desired and I felt that was an
important aspect of the stories.
5-
Have you ever written anyone you
know into your stories?
I’ve not
written my true self into any of the stories but in Book 2 ‘Jonah’s Salvation’,
and Book 3 ‘Jenson’s Honor’ there are two characters who I have been able to
use personal experience to enhance their characters. I believe in every book
written, Authors can include characteristics of people they know. It allows
readers to relate to the characters in the books. When I write I very often
laugh. Some of the characters in my book can be very humorous. I have also felt
some sadness at times when the characters have had a tough past. I love writing
and when my first book was accepted by Siren, I was elated. It was a great
feeling to know that I was going to have my story published. I was so nervous
on the day it was released but also felt a lot of pride.
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