Release Blitz: Money Can’t Buy Love is now available! Happy Release Day Ali Parker!!!

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Sometimes love demands a second chance, but it will never be bought, no matter the amount.

Michael Carrington promised himself after losing his wife that he was done with love. No more investing in anything he wasn’t capable of walking away. Sex and high-dollar business deals would become the center of his world. Throw in a touch of danger, and he has all he needs outside of a new assistant.

Rainey Foster has finally graduated college, and as a struggling single mom, she just needs someone to give her a chance. She’s willing to go all in with the right employer, as long as the buck stops there. He can have her time, her commitment and her attention, but no one will ever have her heart again. She thinks she has things figured out until she comes face to face with the illustrious Michael Carrington.

Powerful. Confident. Sexy as Hell.

Lust might ignite the flame between them, but love will have its way.

 

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“You taste good, Rainey,” Michael murmured against my lips. I leaned into him and indulged in the delicious feel of his tongue rolling past mine.

When he broke the kiss, I tightened my grip on him, not wanting this to end. He moved out from under me and forced me to turn, forcing me to fall on my butt. He propped himself over me and started kissing my neck, dragging his lips along the slope of my neck.

I sucked in a breath when his fingertips slipped under my shirt and brushed over my belly button before moving up to my breasts. Thankfully I had on my best lacy bra and panties set. Funny enough I’d bought them from the clearance section. A million questions ran through my mind as warning bells went off. He was my boss. I needed this job. Fuck. His fingertips slipped under my bra and he cupped my breast, kneading it as I lost the capacity to breathe.

There were so many lines drawn between us that I’d already crossed but there was one in particular that I wasn’t ready to do just yet. If I let him continue then I wasn’t sure I’d have the willpower to stop this from going all the way. “Michael,” I said breathlessly. My mind and body were at war with each other. My body wanted him to keep touching me forever. But my mind warned that we couldn’t go too far or else there would be serious consequences.

“What is it?” He licked just under my ear, and the world melted. I wasn’t going to be able to force him to stop. Shit. I had to. I needed the job way more than I needed a great lay.

He kissed me again and it took every ounce of strength for me to speak between kisses. “I um—I don’t think—”

He sat up and looked at me. I wanted to melt into his blue eyes. A hint of worry flashed over them. “We shouldn’t do this. You’re right.”

“Wait. I didn’t say-” He nodded as comprehension dawned. “No, but you were thinking it, and you’re right. Forgive me. I got lost in your eyes.”

God. Did I really just mess this up? I did. I hated myself all of a sudden.

He lifted my chin with his finger. “It’s all good. You’re right.” He adjusted his body until he was sitting up, propping his feet on the ottoman as I had. He pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Let’s set us back on course.”

“Okay. Yeah. I’d like that.” I sounded like a teenage girl who was caught sneaking out of the house. Ugh.

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Ali Parker

Ali Parker is a full-time contemporary romance writer who left a life in Corporate America to try living a dream. She loves coffee, watching a great movie, and hanging out with her hubs. By hanging out, she means making out. Hanging out is for those little creepy elves at Christmas. No tight green stockings for her. She’s in Texas, but they’ve pulled up their roots and have gone nomad across the country for the next 14 months. She might be coming to a city near you… be on the lookout!

 

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Money Can’t Buy Love

By Ali Parker

Release DAte: August 22nd

Sometimes love demands a second chance, but it will never be bought, no matter the amount.

Powerful. Confident. Sexy as Hell.

Lust might ignite the flame between them, but love will have its way.

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Oh my! Red and her Wolfe is releasing today! Get this bad boy on your Kindle and One-Click today!

Red and her Wolfe by Blythe Reid

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Synopsis

They call me The Wolfe.

I hunt women the way a wolf hunts lambs.

And I just found my latest prey. She’s a long way from home. We meet on the plane. And there’s nothing as vulnerable as a girl who’s homesick after her first trip abroad.

The girls I’m used to want my money and my looks.

This girl is too innocent for either of those things.

She wants me because of the way we lock eyes. The way we instantly hit it off. The way we seem to have been made for each other.

And I want her because I’m The Wolfe.

I hunt innocent young women like her.

It’s what I do.

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My feet were curled beneath me as I leaned back against my pillows. I opened my book to the marked page and smiled to myself. With my schoolwork and chores, I couldn’t read as much as I wished. It had been almost two weeks since I last opened Flames of Sorrow.

No one understood my love for romance novels, but I was obsessed. They were my one escape, my way of stepping away from reality. When I read, I believed in soul mates and passionate love. I could experience exciting things through the characters in these books.

Flames of Sorrow was about a couple who were doomed to spend eternity apart. They were both immortal and therefore, destined to live forever. The only negative was that they could never be together. If they so much as looked at each other, they each began to develop a horrible illness.

Still, they managed to spend one day together every five years. If they kept their time together limited, they wouldn’t get sick. One day was never enough, but it was all they had. They were willing to risk everything simply to be together. I’d read Flames of Sorrow many times before, but I always came back to it. To me, it embodied the definition of true love. They loved each other with a passion I’d never known. Plus, the sex scenes were amazing.

I found myself hiding in my room late at night, reading the scenes to myself, imagining what it would feel like to act them out with a man. I knew it was just a fantasy, something I could only dream about enjoying one day. Still, it was my fantasy, and it got me through my mundane life.

As I read, I lost myself in the pages. I became Annabella, faithfully waiting for Diego to find his way back to me. I was her and she was me. In those moments, I became one with my book, and I loved every single second of it. Until my mother entered my room without knocking and pulled me back to reality with a painful thump. I jumped, shutting the book quickly and looking at her attentively. My nerves were immediately on edge. My mother didn’t approve of my extracurricular activities, and she made her opinions known every chance she got. “Scarlet,” Mom said, shaking her head. “Why on Earth are you wasting your time with this nonsense?”

“I like it,” I said with a shrug. Her disapproval bothered me, but I tucked the book under my pillow all the same. If it was out of sight, she would forget about it quickly.

Claire Timms was not your typical mother. She was more protective than anyone else in the world. Having been homeschooled most of my life, I was ecstatic to start college, but my mother made sure I didn’t leave home. Instead, I attended the local college and took classes there.

I tried to persuade my mom to let me move into a dorm room, but she refused. She said it was too dangerous, that I would be exposed to horrible things. I didn’t know enough to argue with her, but deep down, I thought she was wrong. I saw the fun college students had, and I was desperate to partake. “You’ve read it a thousand times,” Mom said, rolling her eyes.

“Not that many,” I said. “Besides, I’ve been so busy lately, I haven’t had time to read anything. Now that school’s over, I can finally enjoy myself again.” “You can,” she admitted with a nod. “But, you need to pick better ways to spend your time. Those novels just fill your head with all kinds of fantasies, Scarlet. They aren’t real. Men like that, they just don’t exist.” “Maybe they do,” I said softly. “Somewhere.”

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Release Blitz: Doctor FeelGood is now LIVE!!!! Check out the book below and an amazing Giveaway <3

Doctor FEELGOOD✰✰✰

By Weston Parker

Release Day: July 25th

I am Doctor Feelgood… Tell me what ails you, baby. I’ll make you feel real good.

I didn’t join the medical field because of the women, but it sure as f*ck has become a perk of the job.

Now, a new forbidden lust has sparked my interest, but the odds are stacked against me.

She’s forbidden. Taboo. Unreachable.

My mentor’s sister is older than me and commands respect when she walks in the room. Nothing like the twenty-year old floozy’s that spread their legs at nothing more than a look.

Ansley is divorced and dominant.  Word on the street is that she left the old guy she was hitched to because she wanted kids.

He didn’t.

Wonder if she is looking for a baby daddy?

I have all the right instruments for that sh*t and I’m more than willing to let her borrow them for a night – or two…

They say an apple a day keeps the doctor away. F*ck that. I’ll eat that apple first, and then you’re next.

Now, how do you like them apples?

 

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Chapter 1

Parks

“This is gonna be wicked.” I smiled and glanced over at my closest friend, Jackson. “You sure you’re up for this shit tonight?”

He snorted and reached up to brush his hand by his nose. The cockiness in his eyes was almost too much, but it mirrored mine – no doubt.

“I just hope these other guys you’re bringing from the hospital don’t mess up the flow.” He glanced my way and smirked. “You do remember how to do this, right?”

“Pick up a woman?” I chuckled and nodded at the bouncer at the front of the strip club. “It’s what I do when I’m not saving lives. It’s you who might need dusting off.”

“Not a chance, asshole.” He popped me in the chest with the back of his hand and made a beeline for the bar.

I stopped and glanced around the darkened room, the lights perfect for the clientele littered all over the club. Sexy jazz music pumped from the speakers above, and the fog machine was in full effect.

“Over here, man.” Freddy, one of my favorite residents from St. Marks waved me over. “We saved you a seat and got you a present.”

I rolled my eyes as he extended his hand, his thick finger wrapped around a bundle of one dollar bills. “You think the type of woman I plan on fucking in the bathroom tonight is going to be impressed with such small bills?”

“Oh Gawd.” Darek, one of the surgeons I worked with gave me a look. “Please tell me you’re kidding. Do you know how many germs there are in a bathroom?”

I snatched up the bills and grabbed a beer from the bucket of them in the center of the table. “I’ll make sure to sanitize my cock before and after. Sound good?”

The table erupted in laughter, and the tension in my chest released. I was with friends for the night, and I was, without a doubt, getting laid by a woman who knew her way around a man.

“Where’s Aiden?” I glanced back toward the bar to see Jackson flirting with the bartender. He always had to go after the most challenging lay in the room. It was almost a game to him.

“You know Elizabeth isn’t going to let him come to a titty bar.” Freddy reached over and gripped the back of my shoulder, squeezing tightly as he leaned closer and whispered. “He’ll stop by on his way home. Just don’t tell on him.”

I shook my head. “I don’t know why he settled down.”

“Have you seen Elizabeth?”

“Yeah, she’s beautiful, but still.” I took a long drink of my beer. “Complete ball and chain. Not worth the effort.”

“You don’t think anyone is worth the effort.” Darek glanced over his shoulder and smiled. “Now, get up front. We all made a pact on who you would pick tonight.”

“You’ve already seen the girls?” I turned back to my friends and smiled.

“Nope, but you’ve got a type.” Freddy moved around me to extend his hand to Jackson. My best friend was the only one of my friends not in the medical field. “Hey, Jackson. What you know, man?”

“I don’t have a type.” I took another sip of my beer and turned to see my mentor, Aiden Crawford walk through the door of the club.

“Sure you do.” Darek smiled. “She’s gotta be alive and has more plastic than a bottling company.”

“Fuck you too.” I flipped him off and walked toward Aiden.

He nodded toward my lifted hand. “That for me?”

I smiled. “You’re not that lucky.” I extended my hand toward him. “You bring Lizzy with you?”

He chuckled. “No, and I’m not staying. I just wanted to stop by and tell you that I’m here if you need me.”

“Here? Like at the titty bar? It doesn’t really fit your style, old man.”

He gripped my hand tightly as a smirk played at the corner of his mouth. “Make me proud at Boston Gen, okay? Do what you need to do and come back home.”

I shook his hand and nodded. “I feel like I’m about blast the fuck off into space. Do I need to give a short speech or anything?”

“No, you cocky bastard.” He released my hand and patted my chest as his eyes darkened a little. There was no one I respected more than Aiden. He was a god in the operating room and was brilliant with technique and precise with his skill. Everyone at St. Mark’s wanted to be Aiden Crawford – even me.

And I would. One day.

“Anything else?” I gripped his forearm as he wrapped his fingers around the side of my neck as he had a hundred times. The man was like an older brother to me. I wanted his approval, and I had it.

“Yes. Don’t fuck with my sister. She’s been through a lot, and she’s just the kind of woman that would excite a sick fuck like you.” He squeezed the side of my neck, leaving me a little uncomfortable. “Support her. Teach and train her staff, but don’t you dare touch her.”

“Dude. Your sister is old like you, right? I’m into younger women. They’re pliable. You guys are stuck in your ways, and if we’re being honest,” I leaned closer and smiled like a tomcat. “Boooooring.”

He smiled and released me, patting me on the chest again. “I’m serious. She and Gwen are all I have left in the world for family. Don’t do something you’ll regret.”

I held up a boy scout sign, hoping I was getting the damn thing right. “On scout’s honor.”

“That doesn’t work unless you were a scout, idiot.” He moved to the side a little and waved at the guys at the table before turning back to me. “Be on time. Be precise. Show them what we’ve trained you to be at St. Marks. No fucking around with the nurses like you do here.”

“Alright, Dad. I think I got it.” I winked and crossed my arms over my chest. “Tell Lizzy I said hey.”

“Not a chance.” He gave me one more stern look and turned to walk out, calling over his shoulder, “I’m here if you need anything. Just a call away.”

I stood there for a minute, taking in his advice, his warning, and his offer. I wouldn’t mess with his sisters, either one of them. He meant too much to me, and I’d been honest about not liking older women. They were too fucking bossy or insanely confident. I wasn’t interested in either.

Sluts were the name of the game. Easy in and out. No commitment and no chance of getting my balls, my wallet and my heart pulled through a ringer.

“That go well?” Jackson moved up beside me, his eyes locked on the door where Aiden had left moments before.

“Yep. He said to stay away from his sister.” I smiled over at him. “Some part of me wants her even more now.”

He laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, turning us and walked us back toward the guys as the first girl made her way out on stage. “Have you seen this broad?”

“Nope.” I pulled away from him and moved up to the stage, smiling up at the platinum blond as I pulled out a one dollar bill and waved it in the air. “And I don’t need to see her. I’m going for the young, dumb, insecure ones.”

“Cause they make you feel better about yourself?” He lifted his hand with a hundred dollar bill clasped between his fingers.

Asshole. Always trying to show someone up.

The girl snatched my bill and moved over to him and tugged his from his fingers slowly, seductively. She knelt down in front of Jackson and smiled, her tits spilling out of the tiny blue bikini-like top she had on. “Want a lap dance, baby?”

I snorted. “You just gotta be first, don’t you?”

He glanced at me and winked. “You gotta up the ante sometimes, Parks. Shit or get off the pot, right? You’re not going to land this older woman with little boy tricks.”

“I don’t wanna land her. I want a slut, like this girl.” I nodded toward the girl as my mood darkened. Jackson had no room to talk about growing up. He was a playboy billionaire that still fucked a different girl each night, and most of them in his high dollar office with the world watching from the windows.

He turned back to the girl and pulled out another hundred. “Two hundred for a quick fuck for my friend here?”

“Absolutely.” She snatched the money and jumped off the stage, grabbing my hand and tugging me back toward the darkest part of the club.

I gripped her hand tightly and jerked, pulling her back and wrapping an arm around her to steady her. “I don’t need you taking the lead, princess.”

“Then you take it,” she whispered and ran her hand down my chest to cup my dick. Her dark red fingernails matched her lipstick and should have been a turn on, but it wasn’t.

“I just did.” I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, dominating the kiss as she melted against me. My eyes fluttered closed, and I imagined her to be someone worthy of my time and attention, the kind of woman I would give up my wanton bullshit for. I had no doubt that girl existed somewhere, but I was unwilling to go in search of her. She’d have to exist somewhere in the recess of my mind.

“Let’s go to the back.” She nipped at my lips, her blue eyes filled with lust.

“No. Let’s fuck here.” I dropped down in a chair close to the edge of the stage and reached for my zipper. “Make it look like a lap dance, and I’ll throw in an extra hundred. Make me come before you do, and I’ll throw in five hundred.”

She laughed and looked around as if I were kidding. “Really? Right here?”

“You’re a slut. You’re used to a crowd watching you get off.” I pulled a condom from my pocket and bit the edge of the packaging. “It’s a big dick though. You’re going to have to work hard to hide it firstly, and not soak it too quickly. You down?”

I pulled the rubber out and slipped my hand into my slacks to grab my cock. My erection had nothing to do with her, and everything to do with the thrill of an exhibition. My job was the only thing that left my blood really pumping as of late, so fucking in public seemed rather appetizing.

“Fine. You’re on.” She turned and rolled her hips, moving to stand in front of me as I pulled my dick out and slid the rubber down it. It was just dark enough, and there was far too much going on up on the stage for anyone to pay us much attention at all.

“You’re going down, baby.” I reached up and gripped her hips as she leaned forward and dug her fake nails into my thighs. She wrapped her hand around my cock and tugged her panties to the side with her free hand.

I leaned back and held on tightly as she let out a long yelp as she slid down my thick shaft. “You’re so big. I’m not sure I can-“

“Hush. Save your breath for pants and moans.” I lifted my hips and filled her loose slit with the rest of my cock before patting the side of her ass once I hit home. “Get busy. You know the rules.”

She lifted up and slammed back down, dancing and rolling her hips as she fucked herself good. I reached up and cupped my hands behind my head, watching her until I grew bored. I glanced over at the table to find my friends watching me with confused looks.

Freddy tilted his head to the side and gave me a look. He mouthed, ‘Is she fucking you?’

I smiled and shrugged. I wasn’t the kiss and tell type.

“Don’t stop.” I gripped a cheek of her thick ass and lifted my hips as she hovered above me, shaking a little and panting loudly.

“Just a minute. I’m so close. I don’t want to lose.”

“Sorry, but I have people waiting on me.” I pulled her back down and rolled my hips as she exploded, convulsing and jerking above me.

I reached around to grab one of her tits and pumped my hips a few times, forcing myself to release just to take the edge off a little.

Life was about to change drastically, and even if I played it off well in front of everyone else, I was fucked up on the inside.

I’d been in New York my whole goddamn life. What in the world did Boston have to offer?

About Author:

I’m a former firefighter/EMS guy who’s picked up the proverbial pen and started writing bad boy romance stories. I co-write with my sister, Ali Parker, as we travel the United States for the next two years.

You’re going to find Billionaires, Bad Boys, Mafia and loads of sexiness. Something for everyone, hopefully. I’d love to connect with you. Check out the links below and come find me.

Author Links:

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Weston’s Playlist:

Keith Sweat – Twisted

The Piano Guys – (Any of their covers)

The Used – Blue and Yellow

Boys II Men – End of the Road

Brand New – Fork and Knife

The Piano Guys – (Seriously, any of their covers)

Usher – Nice and Slow

Blue October – Sway

Bruno Mars – What I Like

Anyone could sing this – Let it Snow (Because Christmas is the best)

Westin’s Top 10 Movies:

  1. High Tension

  2. Ghost

  3. Fracture

  4. The Unusual Suspects

  5. Seven

  6. The Shining

  7. The Notebook

  8. Devil’s Advocate

  9. Dirty Dancing

  10. Nightmare on Elm Street

Interview Q & A:

Name Westin Parker

Age 30

Where are you from Huntsville, Texas

Fiona: When and why did you begin writing?

I joined my sister Ali Parker in 2015 in the business. I started by doing analytics for the company and from time to time would write plots for some of her books. We began to talk one night about stepping out and writing one of my own books. I was against the idea at first, but when we released my first novel the response was so great that I wanted to continue writing.

Fiona: When did you first consider yourself a writer?

I’m still fairly new to the whole writing scene, so it is still hard for me to consider myself a writer. It really is a surreal feeling to finish a novel and put your own name on it. I do welcome the time that I will wake up and see myself as a writer.

Fiona: Do you see writing as a career?

At first, it was hard to see it as a career. I never saw myself as a writer or that it would be enough for a career, but as the years have moved on with the business, it is much easier to see this as a full-time career.

Fiona: If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?

Our books have been moving pretty quickly as of late. I don’t believe I would change anything in the books. When I write the books, I try to look at every emotional factor and find the best way to connect with the reader, and I believe we did that with this book.

Fiona: Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

There is not enough thanks that I can give to the readers. When Ali and I started, we really wanted to push the fact that we wanted to connect to the readers. We grew up reading novels to give us an escape from our reality, and we wanted to give the same reprieve to our readers. If there is one thing that I could say to our readers it would be thank you so much for the love and support and we hope that we are giving the same love and support back to you.

Yes please! The Doctor is IN! Check out the new cover for Doctor Feel Good that will coming out soon!!!

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Doctor FEELGOOD

By Weston Parker

Release Day: July 25th

 

I am Doctor Feelgood… Tell me what ails you, baby. I’ll make you feel real good.

I didn’t join the medical field because of the women, but it sure as f*ck has become a perk of the job.

Now, a new forbidden lust has sparked my interest, but the odds are stacked against me.

She’s forbidden. Taboo. Unreachable.

My mentor’s sister is older than me and commands respect when she walks in the room. Nothing like the twenty-year old floozy’s that spread their legs at nothing more than a look.

Ansley is divorced and dominant.  Word on the street is that she left the old guy she was hitched to because she wanted kids.

He didn’t.

Wonder if she is looking for a baby daddy?

I have all the right instruments for that sh*t and I’m more than willing to let her borrow them for a night – or two…

They say an apple a day keeps the doctor away. F*ck that. I’ll eat that apple first, and then you’re next.

Now, how do you like them apples?

About Author:

I’m a former firefighter/EMS guy who’s picked up the proverbial pen and started writing bad boy romance stories. I co-write with my sister, Ali Parker, as we travel the United States for the next two years.

You’re going to find Billionaires, Bad Boys, Mafia and loads of sexiness. Something for everyone, hopefully. I’d love to connect with you. Check out the links below and come find me.

 

Author Links:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/WestonParkerAuthor/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/thewestonparker

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/the_weston_parker/?hl=en

Website: http://westonparkerbooks.com/

Have dinner on Ali and Weston:

http://aliparkerbooks.com/a-meal-on-me/

Would you like an Exclusive Monthly Novella? Patreon link https://www.patreon.com/AliParkerAuthor

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