Cover Reveal: Dark & Dirty Anthology



When R. Brennan approached me on behalf of the other authors already lined up for this anthology, I was stunned honestly. While I’ve never decided to hang up the writing hat even with college kicking my butt, I would never dream that someone would want me in on their project. Just my natural reaction. It’s not doubt. When you spend a good chunk of your life feeling not special, this is what becomes of it. So through the whole process, I feared I would let them down. I struggled to write as my divorce was not final and dragging. What I came up with, however, I loved. Dark writing is something I have the ability to do but always refrained from doing. Now? Yeah, I have more ideas. Plus, this is my first project without the aid of a publisher. I really hope to do more of these projects in the future, time permitting.

So, without further rabbling, here is my blurb for Redeemer–my contribution to this kick ass anthology.

His family has the wealth and power to give him anything … except approval.

Gianni Bencivenni marks his time in lines of cocaine. One lover is the same as the next within the walls of addiction—until his family puts a contract out on his life. On the run with the last man he wants to be in close quarters with, Gianni has to decide whether his yearning for acceptance and love can overpower his need for a drug-filled haze.

Johnny “Butcher” Mascagni marks his black sins in the deep scars on his soul. Death is his profession and ghosts of the dead haunt his waking moments. His penance for the dark life he’s led. Countless men have shared his bed, though love is a promise that eludes him. In his line of work, getting attached has consequences. When a former lover becomes his last assignment, Butcher must decide if he can set his demons free and open his heart again.



Alpha Blood Treat by Elena Kincaid


Alpha Blood Treat (Pack Warriors #2)  FREE


It had been years since the pack wars.  Some are still dealing with the fallout, but
all have scars that have never fully healed.
Despite all of this,
Gemma, Jordan, and Kane
have managed to build a happy life for themselves and their twin boys.
Their holidays may be bittersweet, but their love and
passion for each other are even fierier than ever.  Will pack skirmishes, wayward security
business clients, and rowdy little boys get in the way of a night full of
promise, or will Jordan and Kane manage to fulfill Gemma’s every desire? 


“I finally got the boys to—” Kane stopped dead in his tracks in the doorway to his
bedroom, his words completely failing him due to the sight that greeted him.
Gemma was sprawled out in the center of their king-sized bed, wearing nothing but the
wolf ears headband she wore earlier as part of her Halloween costume, her lips
quirking into a sly little smile at the sight of him. A goddess, she was bare
before him in a lazily relaxed pose. Her left leg was straight, her right, bent
at the knee and spread open, revealing her glistening, pink pussy. Both arms
were loosely stretched above her head in a pose that conveyed, come and get me and do to me what you will.
Kane would happily oblige as soon as he was able to get his frozen self to
He couldn’t help but marvel at her beauty for a moment more. She had him tied up
in knots all evening with her sexy, little wolf outfit, the hilarity of her
costume choice notwithstanding. The beige, faux-fur trimmed dress hugged her
every curve, flaring out at mid thigh, and revealing just enough cleavage to be
sexy, yet classy. That didn’t stop other males from ogling Gemma, something
that one angry, possessive look from either Jordan or Kane had them regretting.
Completing her ensemble was a tail, faux-fur boots that went almost up to her
knee, and the headband she was currently wearing. Damn, he and Jordan were two
of the luckiest sons of bitches.
Sons of bitches who adamantly refused … for as long as they could … to wear any sort
of costume. Kane had learned pretty quickly that he could not refuse Gemma
anything that would make her and their three-year-old boys happy, especially if
not giving in would make them unhappy.
So he and Jordan begrudgingly donned last minute, makeshift costumes, which
Kane had to also begrudgingly admit,
looked pretty bad ass!
He had applied some of Gemma’s makeup to make himself look like Eric Draven from The Crow—the black eye-liner and dark shadow only, since Gemma did not own any white face paint. The black leather
pants, skin-tight, black, long-sleeved shirt, and black boots were already part
of his wardrobe. He went sans the long, black coat because
Jordan needed it for his costume. In addition to Kane’s
Jordan wore black slacks, a ribbed, black undershirt and
black boots with buckles on them. When he put on his dark aviators, his Neo
from The Matrix look was complete.
Gemma squealed with glee when they had surprised her with their costumes. Both
characters were from two of her favorite movies. “You both look way hotter,
though,” she had said. And from the scent of her arousal, Kane had no doubt she
meant it.
“I think you boys deserve a treat later,” Gemma said with a devilish wink. She
then sauntered off into the family room adding just a little extra sway to her






ALPHA BLOOD (Pack Warriors #1)
Gemma, a she-wolf, alone and in unbearable pain, cries
vengeance against the evil man who caused her suffering.  Jordan, alpha of the White-Moon pack, the
largest in the country, has a war to prepare for.  Kane, his brother and beta, struggles to be
worthy of the role thrust upon him.
When young girls start to disappear and rumors of a
dangerous serum surface, the two men are brought face to face with their
destiny.  A fiery passion blooms between
Gemma and her men, one that heals her body and soul, but a dangerous war still
lies ahead.  Will they be successful at
stopping an evil tyrant before another girl goes missing or will Gemma pay the
ultimate price?  With her life!
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Elena Kincaid is an award winning author.  She writes Erotic Paranormal and Contemporary MFM and MF
Romances.  She developed a passion for reading and writing at an early age
and loves to write what she loves to read and that is usually romance with a
paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly cluttered with journals, sticky notes,
and torn out pieces of paper full of ideas.
She was born inUkraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter.
She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing and In addition to
writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating.
When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe,
curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.



Be Mine by N J Young




Today is the release day for Be Mine (Love With A Price, Book 3). Dylan may just be my favorite hero so far. He’s a veterinarian, and I can’t resist a man who has a soft spot for animals. I hope you enjoy the love story of Dylan and Carly as much as I enjoyed writing it! See below for an excerpt, as well as links to read excerpts from the first two books in the series.


Be Mine (Love With A Price, Book 3)

By: N.J. Young
Genres: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, BDSM
Triggers: Light Bondage, Spanking
Release Date: March 2, 2016
Publisher: Evernight Publishing


After a bad breakup, Dylan Price is ready to give up on love. That is, until Carly Peters walks through the door of his veterinary clinic on a stormy night. Even though she’s drenched and holding an angry, pregnant cat, Dylan can’t stop the thrill of excitement he feels when Carly looks at him. Could she be the one? Or is she just after Dylan for his money?

When Carly Peters comes back to Oakville to help her mom run the local animal shelter, the last thing on her mind is falling in love, especially with the town vet. But no one told her Dr. Dylan Price was a gorgeous ball of sexy. And she certainly wasn’t expecting him to tug on her heart. Can she convince Dylan to take a chance on her? And will she be able to truly fall for a man who doesn’t trust her?


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She ran her fingers through her cat’s soft fur, shooting a glance at Dylan, who stood at the counter. She hadn’t seen him since high school, and the years sure had been good to him. He wore a lab coat over a rumpled blue button-down shirt and a pair of worn jeans. Carly found herself itching to slide the lab coat off his shoulders so she could get a better look at his physique. His apparel did nothing to hide the fact that he was perfectly cut, but she wanted to see for herself. She wanted to slide her hands down his arms and feel the muscles there. She thought of her arms circling around his waist and tilting her head up for his kiss as she cupped his muscular backside.

Suddenly Dylan turned to her, and she realized she’d been staring at him. He smiled, revealing perfect white teeth. “Something wrong, sweetheart?”

Blushing furiously, she turned back to her cat. “No, nothing,” she mumbled, but her pink parts were throbbing with need. Damn, she needed to get laid.

Wow, when has that thought ever crossed my mind? She’d finally given in and had sex with her one serious college boyfriend, then wondered what all the fuss was about. Somehow, she’d bet Dylan could show her what it was about.

When he walked slowly toward her, she realized she’d been staring at him again. She stood up straight and faced him, expecting him to stop within a couple of feet of her. But then she noticed his expression—his hooded eyes, his parted lips—and her heart sped up.

Dylan backed her up against an empty cage, not touching her, but standing so close he trapped her nonetheless. “Carls, I’m trying to be a good boy, but it’s very hard when you keep looking at me like that.”

She almost giggled at the double-entendre. Yes, sometimes she had the sense of humor of a twelve-year-old boy.

Dylan smirked and raised one dark eyebrow, immediately catching her meaning. Her smile quickly disappeared as he pressed his lower half to hers. She gasped as she felt his erection. My God, he must have a monster in his pants. She lifted her hands, thinking she should push him away, but instead she fisted his shirt, pulling him closer. When he bent his head to kiss her, she let her eyes float shut.

His lips had barely brushed hers when…

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N.J. Young has been a writer since she was old enough to hold a pencil. After realizing the trials of corporate America weren’t for her, she decided to leave that world behind and pursue her true dream of writing.

Instead of spending her days writing sexy texts to her husband and engaging in “that’s what she said” jokes, she took that energy and poured it into her books. Sprinkle in a couple of hot guys, a little suspense, and a few sexual fantasies, and her first book was born. She now spends her days drinking coffee at her computer, while diving into the adventures of the imaginary friends who live in her novels.

N.J. Young was born and raised in the Midwest, and currently resides in the Kansas City area with her husband, two children, and a menagerie of animals. When she’s not writing, she enjoys horror movies, live music, cooking, and telling her kids why they can’t read mommy’s books.