by Ali Parker
UP ALL NIGHT LONG
Romance Collection #1
by
ALI PARKER
Introduction
This collection of full-sized novels are not related, nor a series together. They’re mostly book 1 from various series by Ali Parker, some stand-alone series, some with cliff-hangers. Enter at your own risk. Chances are, you’ll be up all night long.
(Descriptions for each book below. Click on the link to take you directly to each novel included within this collection).
JADED
Standalone Series – Second Chance Romance
As a photographer for the New York Post, Kari Martin was used to seeing heartache and scandal up close. But one night at the club… her whole world changed. Heartbroken and willing to call off her wedding, she decides a change is in order and moves from NYC to a small town in Maine, where the average age of the residents there is sixty (or thereabouts).
Jake Isaac left Texas quite a few years ago; his heart torn from his chest, and his mind set on being a bachelor forever. Maine would welcome him, give him land to explore and a community to belong to. No one would ever know just how jaded he was about love. That is… until he meets Kari.
FORGOTTEN BODYGUARD
Standalone Series – Forbidden Fruits
Chloe Moore has money, status and popularity, but she yearns for the missing piece - freedom. Her father is the governor of California and has decided to run for President of the United States. Due to some of his political positions, he's receiving death threats. With no choice, Chloe is given a shadow, a bodyguard that has been instructed to never leave her side as she attends school at UCLA. Her life before her father's decision to run was restrictive, now it's unbearable.
Ian Matthenson has worked himself up from the shitty start he got in life. Coming from the wrong side of the tracks and spending more time in jail than not, he's finally cleaned up and proven himself to the right people. Things heat up as Chloe pushes Ian to the edge, both physically and mentally. It's only when her life is in danger that he realizes that perhaps it’s not just his paycheck that causes him to protect the girl's body so closely...
BILLIONAIRE ALPHA 1
Continued Series (Cliffhanger) – Billionaire Alpha
Bethany had one more year of school left, and once again, poverty strikes hard. The only option would be to encourage her mother to marry her new boyfriend Kent, a billionaire tycoon in the world of accounting. Mom is more than happy to move the wedding date up, and Bethany's soon-to-be father is willing to pay for her schooling - on one condition. She work for his firm as an intern throughout the next year.
She agrees without hesitation, but little does she know that Kent's oldest son, Damon is the CFO. Dark features and a stare that would melt panties, he's everything one might imagine of a Billionaire's spoiled alpha son, her new boss. Her billionaire boss plays lots of games and though she hates herself for it, Bethany is more than yearning for the chance to fulfill His Needs.
STAGE LEFT
Continued Series (Cliffhanger) – Bright Lights Billionaire
Ethan Lewis has been in the bright lights for as long as he can remember. He's just turned the cusp of celebrating his twenty-fourth birthday, and yet he feels more like eighty. Living the life of a celebrity isn't all it is chalked up to be, and dealing with the unruly number of women who are more interested in his billions than who he is as a person is getting old. He has resigned himself to giving up on love and focusing on the only thing that truly gives back - his career.
Riley Phillips has always dreamed of being on a big stage with the warmth of the spotlight baring down on her, but she just couldn't seem to catch the right agent's attention. After giving a quick commencement speech as Valedictorian of her graduating class at Billmore High, she's offered something she can't refuse... The chance to work in Hollywood. It's not all it's chalked up to be, but she works hard and finally gets her big break four years down the line. There is a new movie that her agent wants her to audition for, and her co-star? The dreamy Ethan Lewis.
She scores the part, but soon regrets it due to his callous, overbearing persona. He's nothing like the public touts, and she for one isn't impressed.
Funny enough, he is - immensely.
BLOOD MONEY
Continued Series (Cliffhanger) – Bad Money
Kate Jarrett has been around the block a few times, her life nothing more than a trail of failures. After her father dies she inherits the family bar, a place where she’s accepted for who she is and loved for who she’s not. Due to the location of her new establishment, a few friends from her past make themselves welcomed and death shows up at her door.
Jon Peterson is a seasoned officer for the NYPD, his record clean and eyes set on being the youngest captain in the history of the force. When his little brother Adam turns up dead at a bar in the seedy side of town, Jon’s focus shifts. Is Kate involved in what happened to Adam or a pawn in a much larger game? Not interested in drama and hell-bent on justice mixed with revenge, Jon finds the one thing he never wanted – love.
Bonus: POWER
Standalone Novella
Power. It’s addictive and misused, but not this time. This time it’s the one thing that protects, that guards against the potential of loss. It’s a glass house in the midst of a turbulent sea.
Elizabeth Barron has it all. Wealth. Stature. Power. She is the end all and be all within her small world. A bitch with a tight grip on everyone and everything. Nothing can soften her blow or tame her fire. Nothing but Nate. Too bad he’s married and one of the good guys. Or is he?
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Up All Night Long
Romance Collection #1
Copyright © 2016 by Ali Parker
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The novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and plot are all either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons – living or dead – is purely coincidental.
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JADED
Second Chance Romance #1
Chapter 1
"Are you excited at all? You look rough, like you might throw up any minute." Lisa reached over in the front seat of the car and poked Kari, whose hands were shaking slightly on the wheel.
Kari laughed sarcastically and glanced toward the fiery redhead beside her, a smile on her mouth as nervousness churned from her stomach to her chest. The big day was tomorrow and she was beyond blessed to be marrying someone like Frank, but that didn't ease her worry, her thoughts. To be tied down to someone for the rest of eternity and hope that they would remain loving, faithful, fun?
Impossible. Her own parents were a great match and yet they'd fallen apart her senior year, leaving her to celebrate most of her hi
gh school events with her brother, Marc and her mom's youngest sister, Katie. If two of the most compatible people in the universe hadn't made it, what chance did she and Frank have?
"Hey, that was a question."
"Oh, yeah, sorry. I was thinking about my folks again." Kari shrugged, glancing in the rearview mirror and pulling up to a long string of apartments. "Run in and get Sicily. I think I might hurl if I get out right now."
"Yeah, no prob." Lisa reached for the door handle before looking back across the open confines of the car. "You know you don't have to marry him, right?"
Kari shrugged and turned to face her friend. "I love Frank, Lisa. It's all good. I'm just feeling a little overwhelmed by the idea of forever."
"Yes, well, I don't love Frank at all. He's too mysterious and something’s jacked up about his hair."
Kari pushed at her best friend. "Go get Sicily and stop trying to break up my happy ending before it even happens."
Lisa huffed, her voice soft and low as she grumbled various things about Frank and his hair. As soon as she shut the door to the car, Kari let out a long breath, her head dropping back and her eyes closing. Was this the right decision? Why was she having second thoughts now? She and Frank had been dating since her freshman year of college and now they had both graduated. It was time for the next step.
The wedding had been planned over a six-month period, Lisa and Sicily helping her along every step of the decision-making process. It'd been a long six months, one filled with nothing more than minor petting and carefully guarded make-out sessions with her husband-to-be. It was something she wanted, not him. He was more than happy to hump the side of a pole if it had an opening, but he had been faithful to her for the last four years. At least she assumed as much.
She wanted their wedding night to be special, like opening a new package. The idea of re-virginizing oneself seemed trivial and silly to her friends, but it was something that mattered to her. So, she suffered through Frank's occasional rants about being a man and simply reminded him that she rarely asked for much and this was important to her.
The ironic thing was that he wasn't exactly her type. He was fit and strong, sleek and mysterious, the last of which Lisa hated. Her friends berated her for not digging a little more into his past, which she knew very little about. Life was more about the future to come than the past that slipped into nothingness behind them. Right?
His mother had been from Mexico and a father was never mentioned, leaving Frank rather withdrawn whenever she brought it up, so she rarely did. They would have the rest of their lives to figure each other out. No need to know everything before becoming one. He was a good man and had a great job and doted on her most of the time. She'd yet to see a temper or angry streak in the past four years, and she loved him – plain and simple.
The front and back car doors opened and her friends slipped in, Sicily getting in the front where Lisa was previously. Her long chestnut hair hung around her slender shoulders and covered the top of a silky white shirt that dipped low into her breasts. Her friend was magnificently beautiful and yet she didn't seem to have the slightest clue, or she didn't care. They'd only been friends for two years, but Sicily and Lisa had grown up together on the west side of New York.
"You weren't lying." Sicily buckled up and looked over toward Lisa in the backseat, Lisa giving a sound of appreciation.
"Lying about what?" Kari asked before pulling back out into the street. They were headed out for the bachelorette party, the three of them joining a larger group of girls at a club in the heart of downtown Manhattan.
"Lying about how sickly you look." Lisa leaned up and tugged at a strand of Kari's hair, smiling up at her in the rearview mirror.
"You okay?" Sicily reached over and rubbed her forearm, a soft smile on the other girl's face.
Kari laughed again and shook her head. "I'm fine. Wait until you witches are getting married and then you'll understand. Forever is a long time. Like really, really long."
"Yeah, I'm not hunkering down with the same man for forever. No way." Lisa stomped her feet on the floor, the sound of her false tantrum filling the car. "Not gonna happen. I refuse."
"I want to settle down. I think it would be great to trust someone enough to really share all of yourself. You know, both your heart and your body." Sicily reached up and pulled down the small visor in front of her, popping it open and checking her teeth.
"You already share your body readily. What is the big deal with sharing your heart? You have us for that," Lisa responded from the backseat.
"Kari, help me out here. Our hooker friend doesn't understand love because she's a spoiled brat only child who gets whatever she wants."
Kari straightened up a little, pulling onto the freeway and trying to decide whose side to take. On the one hand, she totally understood Sicily. She wanted to love deeply and be loved, but to Lisa's point, sometimes love sucked royally and lust was simple and straightforward.
"I'm not a hooker. I just think that love and lust are messy, but lust allows you a quick shower and you’re back on your feet. Love usually provides weeks of crying, ice cream causing rear expansion, and a necessary purge to remove his crap from your house. That's a lot to ask of a girl."
"She's right about the rear expansion." Kari shrugged and tried to get into the conversation, her own thoughts filled with question. "Why am I so worried about this?"
"Because he's not good for you. He's not even big and all muscled up like you like." Lisa leaned forward and rubbed Kari's shoulder, her voice louder from her new position.
"I am a little surprised you've lasted this long," Sicily added from her seat, pushing the mirror back toward the ceiling and reaching for her purse before pulling out gum. "You guys want a piece?"
"Frank's a good guy. He's handsome and smart, has a great job, and was really there for me in college no matter what I wanted. Lately it's been a little ehhh..."
"That's because you locked down the goods." Lisa sat back and Kari turned the radio on, keeping the volume low. Kari reached for a piece of gum, smiling at Sicily.
"Boys are weird about the 'P', Kari. I know my last boyfriend was sex first and talk later, which wasn't such a bad thing, seeing that he was dumb as dirt." Sicily leaned back in her seat, her hands cupped together in her lap.
"The 'P'? What are you, ten?" Lisa grumbled from the backseat, her body shifting in the rearview mirror as she turned to press her back against the door and extend her legs across the seat. She wore tight blue jeans, a cotton green top, and a push-up bra that left the size of her breasts obvious to anyone who looked her way. The girl was stacked and single at the moment. The world should be fearful.
"Hey, not all of us are vulgar like you," Sicily retorted, a smile on her pretty mouth.
"Frank has been weird since we stopped sleeping together, but I thought it would be a good idea. I mean, I still do. We needed a break. He's insatiable and every time we'd get together it was sex. I wanted to see if there was more to us before getting married."
"And... what did you discover, Sherlock?" Lisa asked, her voice filled with question.
"We do have a good relationship under the lust, but it's not the friendship I would have expected after four years of being together." Kari sighed again, heaviness sitting on her as they pulled up to the large, extravagant club entrance. A few valet guys rushed toward the small Honda. Kari was happy to be off the hook for now, but knew she'd soon be having a serious conversation with either one or both of her good friends. Neither one of them was too fond of Frank, and where she understood why, she was getting toward her mid-twenties and wanted to start considering marriage and kids.
When Frank popped the question seven months back, she hadn't hesitated at all in saying yes. After being with someone for so long, that's what you did, right? It was the next step in the process of relationships at her age. Those deep-seated feelings of lingering regret were just a bundle of nerves over a new venture and fear of the unknown.
"Come on,
you. Stop thinking and let's start drinking." Lisa grabbed Kari's arm and pulled her toward the entrance to the club, the glass clean and offering her a reflection of herself as they approached. Her jet black hair bounced as she walked, the slight curl she'd given it adding an innocent look to herself that she wasn't entirely sure she liked. Her black dress was fitted tightly to her body, her skin tanned and legs shapely. She'd left the gym stained in her scent many days in the last few weeks, her efforts to lose the last ten pounds she gained from college richly rewarded. Two inch heels allowed her to hover a little over her friends, the other girls about the same height as her on a normal day.
A large African-American male opened the door, his muscular arms and chest bulging through the small T-shirt he wore. A lovely smile slipped onto his full lips and he wagged his eyebrows at them. "Well, well... if this doesn't smell like trouble I'm not sure what would."
Lisa was quick to respond, as usual. The strong-willed redhead who led the group stopped in front of him and placed a well-manicured hand on his chest. "And what exactly does trouble smell like, handsome?"
He leaned down and breathed in deeply, his nose running just beside the soft column of her neck. "Mmmmmm, very much like you."
She laughed and looked back toward the other two. "Oh yeah... this is going to be good for us."
Kari rolled her eyes and walked into the darkness of the club, the music pumping so loudly that her heart raced in tandem to catch up. She looked around for the rest of their group, a few more of her friends from high school lingering somewhere undiscovered. Sicily and Lisa left her to grab drinks and she moved through the club, the layout enormous and welcoming to all sorts of dancers. There were four rooms in the monstrous place, each with a different style of music.
