Resultados para "John of John" en Comedia romántica

¿Hablas en serio? ¿Se supone que voy a tener que vivir en una mansión malrollista en un pueblo lúgubre de costa con faro, lluvia perpetua, marineros y piratas, con tal de que mi archienemiga no se salga con la suya? Pues vale. Daisy Dooren: biotecnóloga licenciada en la universidad de joder-como-puedo-tener-tan-mala-suerte, con una obsesión (in)sana por las margaritas. Lugar de origen: Filadelfia, Pensilvania… más o menos. Destino: Saltwater, un pequeño pueblo de Maine. El problema llega cuando su nuevo ambiente de trabajo resulta ser un tanto… hostil.

Callie Winter is the kind of person who holds everything together—for her family, her friends, her coworkers. But this Christmas, she’s hoping to catch her breath in the Scottish Highlands and maybe rediscover a little joy along the way. A kiss with a charming stranger in a pub? The perfect holiday distraction. Until he rejects her.

Und genau deshalb meidet Sadie ihren Ex, einen wikingerhaften Alptraum namens Erik, um jeden Preis. Er hat sie auf niederträchtigste Weise hintergangen, und obwohl ihr klar ist, dass Ingenieurinnen wie sie eigentlich dazu da sind, Neues zu schaffen, will sie in dieser Beziehung am liebsten alles bis auf die Fundamente niederbrennen. Bis sie ausgerechnet mit Erik in einem winzigen Aufzug steckenbleibt—und als gute Naturwissenschaftlerin weiß sie natürlich, dass veränderte Variablen in einer Gleichung auch ein neues Ergebnis zur Folge haben.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

When six human women are rescued from the Dreadmoor, Kizros’s only job is to check on their health and provide the rune cuffs that keep them safe. He didn’t imagine that by the afternoon, he’d be escorting one of those humans to his apothecary as his new assistant. But Aofe is the opposite of what he thought humans would be like. She’s a bloom in the dark, a colorful and curious creature, and from the moment he saw her brilliance, Kizros was determined not to scare away his new colleague.

Adler Haley writes great sex . . . just not under her name. And certainly not about her experiences-or lack thereof. There's no safer place to express herself than behind the obscurity of ghostwriting romance novels. By day, Adler's perfectly content to blend in at her boring nine-to-five as an executive assistant. At least until she meets Joel—her new boss—who has her wondering if love at first sight is more than just fiction.

With a famous NHL player for a stepbrother, Violet Hall is well acquainted with the playboy reputation of many a hockey star. So of course she isn't interested in legendary team captain Alex Waters or his pretty, beat-up face and rock-hard six-pack abs. But when Alex inadvertently obliterates Violet's misapprehension regarding the inferior intellect of hockey players, he becomes much more than just a hot body with the face to match.

After being left at the altar, I have sworn off men. Until the childhood friend I hero-worshipped steps into my clinic. Max is every bit the troublemaker I remember, only now he has a body to drool over and a smile to melt my panties. Can I give in to his demands without risking my heart?

When Whitley Whitt becomes the chef at Castle Tepesh, she wants nothing more than to get the funds to buy back her grandmother's bakery and return to living her best life, reading romance and baking cupcakes. But the castle gets creepier day by day, and she thinks Connor O'Doyle is the biggest bosshole to ever live.

What could possibly be the most infuriating thing to a vampire disgusted by the internet? A twenty-six-year-old social media influencer who just ran out on her cheating ex-fiancé and insists on staying in Vlad's quiet castle. But he needs money to repair his ancestral home, and Aubrey needs a place to lick her wounds after getting her heart broken. He is ready to have humans invading his space. He is not, however, ready for her.

The difference is mine will never be revealed, whereas I can easily get yours, assuming the price offered by your enemy is right and the scales of justice appeal to my personal standards of ethics. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. The thing that’s not so easy for a shy guy like me? Finding Ms. Right and locking her down.

I haven’t been having much luck on the dating scene lately, ever since my breakup with my longtime college girlfriend. I thought being 25 and single would be a blast, but dating apps are trash, and I’ve managed to get nothing but three fake numbers at my favorite bar. Thankfully, the actual owner of the third fake number was kind enough to reply to let me know I’d texted the wrong number. She was warm and open and expressed curiosity about the fake number I’d been given, so we got to texting.

“I’m hiring you to do more than guard her, Zander,” my new boss explained. “You’re gonna be her rock. Her human Valium. Her trusted friend. And she’s gonna be your mission from God.” “So I’m her babysitter?” “Her babysitter, her bodyguard, her f--king service doggie. Whatever she needs or wants, that’s what you’ll be. Anything except her booty call.” The vein in my new boss’s neck bulged. “Touch her and I’ll do more than fire your ass, Zander. I’ll rip off your balls.” My buddies laughed when I told them about my ridiculous new job.

It was lyrics at first sight when I saw Violet Rhodes across that crowded party. She was lights and darks, swirled together. Music in motion. And all of it while looking like a hitwoman at an Elvis convention. I had nothing to offer the intriguing girl but a one-night stand. I figured I’d revel in my last night of anonymity before my first tour and shoot her a quick “we’ll always have LA!” good-bye the next morning. But nothing went according to plan.

Chase Myles can throw together a dinner party or redecorate a townhouse with jaw-dropping elegance. Followers scroll his Insta and see effortless workouts, exotic travel, and an adoring boyfriend. The world believes Chase is a style icon. The world is mistaken. Ethan Wells is actually the one who knows what to wear, what to eat, and how to do it but he's happy staying behind the scenes producing their hit LGBTQ show Myles of Style. When Chase walks off set just before the Pride live TV show that will make or break Ethan's career, Ethan thinks it's just another tantrum.

Delilah has four problems: no job, no money, no prospects—and no orgasms. The first three should be easy to solve, but all potential employers dig a little too deep into her previous boss. When a mix-up gets her swept into a charity event in place of the famously reclusive Cordelia Montgomery—heiress to the Montgomery hotel fortune—Delilah finds herself roped into a new job overnight. A job that requires her to become someone else. As Cordelia, she just has to wear pretty dresses, smile for the cameras, and try to withstand the annoyingly flirtatious enemy: August Beckett, CEO of Axent Hotels.

Hating and dating: I didn’t realize they’re two sides of the same coin until I met him. Theo Morgan. One of Wall Street’s highest-paid traders, he may be hot as sin in his five-thousand-dollar custom-made suit. But Theo is the bane of my existence. He’s arrogant, rude, and as brash as they come. As our bank’s newest star hire, he’s also after the same promotion I am. But I didn’t make it this far in a man’s world just to be passed over for an entitled egomaniac. Two can play at this game. In a surprise to exactly no one, Theo and I butt heads from the beginning.

I loved a boy once. I let him go to chase his dreams. But he doesn't know I kept a piece of him with me. Benji Mills took the opportunity and ran as far as he could from our small town. Now he's one of the star members of the Connecticut Comets hockey team. His speed and skill rule the ice, and his sharp-shooting skills have earned him a reputation as a sniper. No matter how hard I try, I can't forget about him.

He was supposed to be my first and only one-night stand. He was definitely never supposed to become my boss. I had always been the good girl - the workaholic with every second of her life mapped out to a tee. Then I got trapped in an elevator with Julian Hoult. He was...irresistible. Sophisticated sex in a crisp white shirt. His voice alone dropped me straight to my knees. What was I supposed to do? Well...I can tell you what I was definitely not supposed to do. I was not supposed to run into him ever again. I was definitely not supposed to accept his dirty little job offer.

You don’t find many too-pretty rich boys in the New Zealand Defense Force. Turns out there’s a reason for that. Fortunately, you can find your true self in the oddest places. Of course, you can lose yourself in those places, too - at least some pieces of you. Since I was back home with a new leg, some facial alterations, and time on my hands, I might as well help out my sister. Showing a buyer around New Zealand’s ecotourism sites, having a few adrenaline-fueled adventures? Fine. It wasn’t like I’d never been camping, unlike the walking tornado that was Miss Karen Sinclair.