Four Parker-Family Books for your reading pleasure! Say You Do, My Last Love Affair, Fake It Real Good, & Talk Dirty To Me.
Say You Do (A Wedding Bells Alpha Novel Book 1): My brother is an idiot—he’s getting married. And I’m in charge of getting things together since our folks are gone. I honestly don’t have time for this drama. I run a billion-dollar company, have women to entertain, and am working on my plans to rule the world. No, seriously. And yet, when you least expect it, life kicks you in the balls. The beautiful, snarky woman that runs the flower shop is perfect to help me pull off this wedding. Just seeing her sends my head spinning with possibilities. She’s perfect to play my fake wife for an event I have coming up as a side deal. My ex-wife will be at the event, and I sure could use someone to show her how well I’ve done since she ripped out my soul. I’m willing to go all in on what might be the best decision of my life. And I’m demanding the same of her. No maybes. No I-don’t-knows. No fear of what might be or might not be. Open your pretty pink lips and utter the words. Say you do.
My Last Love Affair (Bancroft Billionaire Brothers Book 1): Get Married. Have a child. These are the only two rules to get my inheritance. Neither of which I want. My billionaire life doesn’t play well with either idea. But no one asked me. My father’s company is up for grabs, and whichever of my brothers makes it to the finish line first wins. In no time, I’ve found the perfect woman to play my fake fiancée while I figure things out. Beautiful. Smart. Strong. Everything I crave in a relationship and more. But there’s a problem. She’s got a past I can’t ignore. Not with just anyone. With my younger brother. To top it all off, she gets pregnant. And the one person she doesn’t tell? Me.
Fake It Real Good (A Faux Love Novel Book 1)” My younger brother hates me—he’s getting married. And, of course, my mother is going to have a field day with me still being a bachelor. But love is for the birds. I don’t have time for that madness. So, a fake date from an agency will work in a pinch. Hope this poor damsel in distress is up for having to meet my wretched family. Much to my surprise, she’s not at all what I thought she would be. Curvy, bold, hilarious—everything I want in my life. This isn’t good. Why in the world would a woman like her sell her time to a man like me? Surely there’s more to her story than meets the eyes. Not my problem. I just need one thing from the delicious beauty. Fake it good, baby. Fake it real good.
Talk Dirty To Me (Business of Love Book 1): A woman in the business of love that’s never been in a real relationship. Check. That’s me. Nessa Night. Now I know what you’re thinking. That sounds like a stripper name. Hold up. Let me explain. It’s my radio talk-show name. My incognito way of helping the world love deeper and more often. Though my love life is like a ten-year-old fall leaf trapped between the pages of an old journal. #dramatic For all the advice I give on the air, I have zero experience to back it up. I’m eternally single. Forever alone. And the only man I’ve ever caught feelings for is one of my callers—Mr. No Name. Much to my surprise, he’s not unknown at all. The grandson of the great Jack Daniels is my caller, and worse? He’s my brother’s best friend from high school. High school reunion time. He wants in, and I want a date who looks like him. The only thing off, is his advice about love. It’s from Nessa Night. Me! And if he swoons over her (me!) one more time, I’ll have to give in and tell him. Besides, I’m in the business of love. If I don’t got this, who does? *Gulp*