Resultados para "An (Un) Romantic Comedy" en Cortejo

I’m being forced to move in with my brother’s best friend. After my life falls apart, the last person I want to face is my childhood crush. Much less live with him. Unfortunately for me, my overprotective brother and his equally overprotective best friend show up on my doorstep and don’t take no for an answer. I put up my best fight, but it’s no use. Soon enough, I’m boarding a plane with them and my newborn son.

Tina Gardenia lives in a tiny house and works in a tiny flower shop. She doesn't have room for a big, strong man like Luca Lowell. Luca has taken over the garage down the street, and now he's trying to expand Tina's tiny world. He can't exactly buy flowers for a florist, so he has to get creative with his romantic gestures. Very creative. Luca doesn't know that Tina is holding on to something from the past. It might be a problem for the couple. She won't let him into her tiny life if she has no space.

My reason for hating Christmas is simple: my mom loved Christmas, and now she’s gone. My reason for hating Cooper Kellogg is also simple: he annoys the jingle out of me. The all-star, all-ego player is on the injured list, and—lucky me!—we’re assigned to work on a special project together. Between awkward team events, a Christmas escape room, and some very inconvenient mistletoe, Coop and I are getting way too close for comfort. Then we’re trapped in a blizzard overnight, and Coop’s cocky grin slips, showing the man behind the mischief.

Running away from my disastrous career to an island off the Florida coast wasn't part of my summer plans, but life hasn't been cooperative lately, anyway. At least here, I can hide away and figure out how to untangle the mess I've gotten myself into. One thing is certain: my A-list status and title of America's Sweetheart are long gone, and they're probably never coming back. I'll just remain on this island until the worst of it blows over. Until the gossip magazines move on to another juicy topic. Until the paparazzi lose interest.

When a tabloid breaks a false story that I'm in a relationship with my co-star, Cody Banner, I'm positive my acting career is over before it's even begun. I'm Done. Finished. But approval ratings skyrocket overnight, putting the rumors on the front page of every news outlet. Now I'm forced to make a deal with Hollywood's most notorious bad boy and chain dater. It's either go along with the fake-dating charade or single-handedly bring down both our careers. No, big deal. If only the lines between fake and real weren't starting to blur.

I'm avoiding my ex like the plague—like a really, really handsome plague. While Trey's risen to fame in the NFL, my life has gone so far off track I've derailed and am careening into a ditch. So I promised myself I'd never love again. It's too risky—a woman can only take so much disappointment. Giving us another chance is a mistake my future and my heart can't afford.

Falling in love is easy. Finding the right guy to spend happily ever after with... that's the hard part. But I have a foolproof plan. I'm taking the tropes that work in romance books and applying them to my love life. Only one bed? Never fails. Caring for someone when they're sick? A classic. Who did this to you? Seals the deal every single time. So long, loneliness. Don't let the door hit you on the way out. But the more I try to force romance, the more feelings naturally progress with the one man who's off limits: Walker Collins, the guy I've had a secret crush on since 7th grade.

It was just one date. My friend told me I needed more fun in my life, so I reluctantly said yes. Fun wasn’t exactly in my wheelhouse. After watching my own mother’s love life implode time and time again, it’s only natural that I have a few rules to protect myself. Actually, it’s just one rule: avoid relationships with men so I don’t get attached. This guy was just a warm body in a chair. I was here for the basketball game. I was absolutely NOT here for my date. Or the kiss cam. Or the kiss. Or the impromptu evening with the one man who seems bent on throwing my tidy world off of its axis.

Jade Monroe has finally found the man of her dreams. Or has she? Despite them being newly engaged, her fiancé Conner has suddenly gone radio silent. And even though her family are all giving her the same advice, (he's just not that into you) she’s not convinced. River Matthews has always been his authentic self, without apologies. Honest to a fault, light-hearted and a little lonely. Currently he's the last single standing in his group of friends and he's starting to feel his clock ticking

It's not often that a fledgling career in Event Management kicks off with the wedding of a Hollywood superstar. Of course the fact that this particular Hollywood star is marrying her best friend might have had something to do with the fact that former art gallery owner Kit Davies landed the job. That, and the fact that she was about to become homeless and penniless. But organizing her friend Victory's big fat Hollywood wedding in the small yachting haven of Dartmouth without alerting the media is not for the faint hearted.

Tiny Little Lie #1: I want the new resort in Turks and Caicos to open on schedule. Tiny Little Lie #2: I'm not falling for Luke McKenna. Unfortunately, those tiny little lies snowballed into something bigger. Much bigger. Now I'm stuck. It sounds bad. But I'm not a bad person. I'm doing the right thing...I think. I'm telling myself I'm a superhero in heels, saving people I care about.

Ben and I are just friends. We've tried to be more, but it never works. There's no chemistry between us. At least that's the story I tell everyone. Truth is, I'm pining for Ben. HARD. Like Taylor Swift, You Belong With Me, hard. I don't know what happened. Suddenly, his casual touch is fire, and his easy smile stops my heart. But Ben has put me in the friend zone. Permanently. His supermodel girlfriend and him setting me up with a pro football player confirm this.

Confession: I'm attracted to my student's dad. Let me give you Tyler Dixon's resume: thoughtful, manly, father of the year, widower, ridiculously attractive (basically the opposite of a dad bod). This might sound like good news for someone like me—someone who dreams of getting married and becoming a mom—but it's not. Getting involved with a parent is grounds for immediate removal at my school, and right now, my fragile heart can't handle being fired.

After being dumped last Christmas, I’m taking extreme measures to ensure nothing and no one ruins my happy holidays this time around. I’ll be safely wrapped in a cocoon of kitschy Christmas decor, complete with surrounding winter wonderland at the ultimate holiday mountain cabin. So what if the countless elf figurines make me a little uneasy or if there are a couple hiccups with cabin maintenance? There’s a bigger problem: the assistant manager happens to be one of (many) teasing classmates from my childhood and my former crush.

Soren Stapley is a professional thief. He is prepared for every scenario and has a plan for every situation. But he never planned for her. The painting he needs? It’s being guarded by the woman he once loved and the nine-year-old terror she’s nannying. What’s worse? He’s not the only one hunting it down. Christmas is about to get complicated…

Getting out of the dreaded friend zone isn’t as easy as it sounds. Remi’s been in love with her childhood best friend forever, but when Colton moves to LA to become a famous actor, she figures he’s out of her life for good. That is, until she calls off her wedding and runs into Colton—literally—on the trip that was supposed to be her honeymoon. Her new mission: to shove herself out of the friend zone and into Colton’s arms.

When Lottie Birch, assistant curator at the Museum of Mildly Interesting Objects, is accidentally hurled into Victorian London during an exhibit setup, she finds herself once again mistaken for a governess. Or possibly a biscuit thief. It’s hard to tell. Tasked with wrangling two precocious children, evading a sentient automaton, and surviving an unsanctioned bake-off, Lottie must solve the mystery of the time portal before the next royal scone duel breaks out. Or worse—before she starts enjoying herself.

What if time travel was less grand adventure and more awkward misunderstandings, ill-fitting corsets, and the occasional accidental engagement? Lottie Birch has one job: catalogue the curiously cursed artefacts in the dusty backroom of the British Museum. But when an item’s still “warm”—a paisley waistcoat, a cracked fan, a suspiciously chatty mirror—Lottie is flung into a different historical moment… and usually someone’s love life.

He’s got big dreams. She’s determined to stop him. They just might be perfect for each other... Sir Henry Spencer’s trip to Charleston to help clean up after Hurricane Bianca turns into the opportunity of a lifetime after he and his best friends purchase a hotel to begin an empire. He finally has the chance to prove to his family that he’s more than the “spare heir.” Henry will design their hotels, leaving his mark as a legitimate architect. There’s only one thing standing in his way… Addison McCrae is reeling after a humiliating breakup when Henry Spencer struts into her life.

When Emilia told me she won an all inclusive trip to Christmasland, I laughed. Out loud. Surely a place like that didn't exist. Boy, was I wrong. Now I'm stuck on holiday repeat where everywhere I turn there's Christmas carols, sledding, cookie decorating, and holiday cheer. All of which, I'm told, is part of the "experience" of Christmasland. But I can't believe that. A whole town dedicated to recreating a Christmas movie for all of its guests? You've got to be joking.