Resultados para "Ella" en Contemporánea

I've got no time for men and not much use for them either. I'm busy with my friends, my career, and my family. Some may call it hard-hearted, but I prefer smart. I'm on the verge of closing a deal of a lifetime, and no famous quarterback trying to make his rehab time go by faster is going to convince me to give up being single.

Paso los días refugiado en La Mansión, lo único que quiero es beber y olvidar, estoy roto por dentro y sé que no hay redención para mí. El placer y el alcohol son mi única medici... Todo parecía oscuro hasta que llegó ella, Ava, ofreciéndome algo que nunca creí posible: una distracción a mi tormento diario, una especie de paz. Me ha hechizado, y por primera vez en muchos años, siento como retumba mi corazón.

Esta es la historia de un encuentro que no tendría que haberse producido. Es la historia de cuatro días en una casa en las montañas. La historia de dos personas que ya no tienen ninguna razón para ser familia. O quizá sí. Esta es la historia de un duelo. De un amor roto. De una vida que se acabó demasiado pronto y dejó otras dos partidas por la mitad. Es una historia de secretos que se desvelan al calor de una chimenea. De recuerdos que se clavan en el alma. De rencor, culpa y pena.

A todos en algún momento nos llega el amor, ese momento en que conectas perfectamente con una persona que aunque no se conozcan de nada, pareciera que se conocieran de toda la vida.

En la Quinta Avenida de Nueva York podemos encontrar un pequeño edificio que no es realmente como los demás… Sus habitantes están muy encariñados con su ascensorista, Deepak, que se ocupa de hacer funcionar un antiguo y venerable ascensor mecánico. Pero la feliz vida de esta comunidad se...

Showing up at a very indecent film shoot was an accident. I was a highly paid model. A professional. I didn’t get down and dirty for the cameras, but one look at the sex god needing a scene partner and I found myself reconsidering. After all, with a name like Sin, a body out of my rugged lumberjack fantasies, and a head full of dirty-blond hair I wanted to grab, he was almost impossible to resist. But I did—until fate put him back in my sights.

The Fiores have made their move. In a last-ditch effort to save their crumbling empire, they've managed to take back their heir, landing a blow to the Rossettis—in particular, Dom. But failure is not an option for Dom, and soon he finds himself at a crossroads: Follow his father's orders and leave Luca to the wolves, or defy the boss and get back what he lost. The question is, will Luca choose to trust Dom to keep him safe even after all he's put him through, or will he put his future in the hands of his long-lost family instead?

In Manhattan, tensions are rising. In a play for power, the Rossetti family has made a decisive blow, crippling their rivals—an act that has forced the Fiores to make a desperate move to maintain their supremacy. Many miles away, Luca Davis, a young medical student, has no idea his life is about to change. No idea that everything he's been told about his life has been a lie.

I walked into a cafe and found the woman of my dreams. So I did what any man would do in my situation. I lied. I told her I was broke despite the fact that I'm one of the richest men in the city. I told her I needed a place to live, even though I own several apartment buildings. The good thing is, she asked me to pretend to be her fiancé to gain control of the home of her dreams. The bad thing is that I'm going to have to convince her that this contract is for life.

Quiero casarme con ella: "-Es una joven fina. Vivió siempre con una tía. - De acuerdo -se impacientó, propinando otro puñetazo a la mesa-. Estás acabando con mi paciencia, Owen. Te digo que traigas a esa joven. Yo le expondré mi deseo. Si no accede, es menor de edad. Su padre se encargará de venderla por unas cuantas libras. ¿Qué esperas? ¿Es que no me has entendido? ¿Ignoras acaso que hace más de un año que busco esposa?

I’m hiding a secret. A big one. One that could shake the very foundation of the Upper East Side elite. My secret has dark blond hair and a smile that could charm the pants off anyone—including mine. Charismatic. Powerful. Unbelievably gorgeous, with a body I fantasize about—not that they will ever know. This secret is one I’ll take to the grave. Because, you see, I am in love with a Carrington, just not the one I’m dating. And what’s a bigger scandal than falling for your girlfriend’s dad?

I’m never one to turn down a bet. Especially not when it comes to retaliating against the dean for pulling a dick move before summer break. So when the dean’s golden child arrives at Astor for his freshman year, my fellow troublemakers throw down a wager I can’t resist. The target: the dean’s son, John Thomas Hawthorne, or “JT”. The bet: corruption in any way I choose. It should’ve been easy. With his mess of brown curls, pouty lips, and good-boy reputation, JT is the perfect revenge. And even better? He’s straight.

Alexandra and Erin's wedding will be the first ever Royal Wedding between two women. It soon transpires that there is a group of people working to not let the wedding happen. When things start to get tense amongst close family and friends, who exactly can they trust Alexandra and Erin are perfect for each other. Will they get to walk down the aisle in the end?

Jack and I, we did everything backward. The day he lured me into his office - which was also the first day we met - he proposed. You'd think a guy who looked like him - a bit cold maybe, but still striking and very unattainable - would only ask the love of his life to marry him, right? You'd think he must be madly in love.

Act like a player, dress like a player, be a player. In my opinion, these are fantastic life goals. I have no idea why my parents think I have no direction. I’m the fun one. Easygoing. A massive flirt. I get along with just about everyone, except ... Caleb Reeves. Also known as “the Bane of My Existence.” He’s everything I’m not: focused, effortlessly sexy but straight, and an ex-Park Avenue Prince. Or the “Pricks,” as he likes to call us now.

I’m so over college. It was supposed to be the time of our lives, a time of debauchery, but one by one, Cupid aimed his arrow and hit every one of my moron friends. Relationships. Could there be anything more soul-sucking and lame? To be tied to one person, and have to think about their ... feelings. Fine. Whatever. I’ll look for my fun elsewhere. Like that teacher’s assistant who keeps giving me a hard time. I wouldn’t mind shutting him up—with my mouth. I wonder if I could provoke him into it ...

You think you know me. That's the way I want it. Making you feel like we know each other - like we could go grab a beer sometime - is part of my job. Maybe the most vital part. It doesn't hurt that I'm easy on the eyes, single at 35, and born richer than sin. My aesthetic matters much more than it should, but all the better for my worthy cause. And it's a worthy cause. I've made an art out of making you feel good, and my influence makes you want to be good. Good like me. You think you know me, but you don't. Everyone has secrets. Mine could cost me everything.

Music star Silver Lawson has it all—except her freedom. Thrust into the spotlight six years ago at the tender age of sixteen, pop sensation Silver is the envy of teenage girls all over the globe. But beneath the public persona lies a woman whose demons run deep. Royal Marine veteran Cruise "Crew" Garrett only has to survive three months guarding the diva who pushes buttons he didn't know he possessed. As he peels back the layers to the real woman beneath her superstar image, he uncovers a well of dark secrets amid a sickening past.

Keep to myself. Don’t let anyone in. That’s how I like it. That’s usually how everyone else likes it too. My scowl keeps them all away—all except him. We may both be Park Avenue Princes, but we would never work. We don’t belong in each other’s real worlds. He’s too soft for mine; mine’s too harsh for his. But I can’t stop thinking about him. About those pale grey eyes that see right through me. The ballsy way he gives right back whatever I dish out. I like that. Respect it. Want more of it... Which is why when I find out his ex is bullying him, it makes me want to rip that bastard a new one.

Jason Thorn...my brother's childhood friend. Oh, how stupidly in love with that boy I was. He was the first boy who made me blush, my first official crush. Sounds beautiful so far, right? That excitement that bubbles up inside you, those famous butterflies you feel for the very first time - he was the reason for them all. But you get to live in that fairy tale world only until they crush your hopes and dreams and then stomp on your heart for good measure. And boy did he crush my little heart into pieces.