Resultados para "Talk Talk" en Comedia romántica

It’s officially booty o’clock, I’m alone again in my kitchen choking down a slice of terrible chocolate cake…and I’m pretty sure I just got drunk texted by the man I have a ginormous crush on. I’ve been daydreaming about Eliot Hoffman’s dimples for two months, and even though I’m sure this was a mistake on his end, it doesn’t mean it’s not an opportunity on mine. It’s the middle of the night, and I just wanna talk to him. So I text him back.

When it comes to firefighter Sam O'Shea, absence—and a regime of tactical avoidance—has been working for me juuust fine. But when the audition of a lifetime falls in my pathetically broke lap, and he's the only one who can help me land the job, I'm willing to make a deal with the devil if it means I can kickstart my career as a narrator for audio books. The problem? We'd have to actually do the job. Together. And then we're told it's for an erotic romance.

Jamie Snyder is 34 and single but not ready to mingle. After suffering through the Year of the Non-Committal Man, the Year of the Self-Absorbed Man, and the Year of the Forgot-to-Mention-I'm-Married Man, Jamie's ready to celebrate the Year of Me - and MacGyver, of course. MacGyver is an adorable tabby with a not-so-adorable habit of sneaking out at night and stealing things from the neighbors. That's right, MacGyver is a cat burglar. MacGyver knows his human is lonely. He can smell it. It's the same smell he's noticed on their neighbor David....

Austin's car accident shattered his life and his leg. His main focus is on proving his independence. Figuring out how to shut up the new voices in his head would be an added bonus. They like to converse at the most inopportune times. Laura's built a wall around her heart. Everyone she loves ends up leaving her. She's still reeling from the death of her brother and business partner. Seems like he might not be ready to completely give up the ghost yet, though.

Nedra Harris, a 23-year-old business executive, has experienced her share of heartache in her quest to find a soul mate. Just when she’s about to give up on love, she runs into Simeon Mathews, a gentleman she met in college years earlier. She remembers his warm smile and charming nature, but she soon realizes that Simeon possesses a dark side that will eventually make her life a living hell.

They’re coworkers, friends, and confidants, but Peter Marshal has always pined for a little something more with Noelle Walters. As a widow and a single mom, Noelle prefers to play it safe, and falling for Peter was never part of the plan. Then again, neither of their plans accounted for the well-meaning but meddling actions of Peter’s sister, who offers him up as their town’s most eligible bachelor in the local moms’ Facebook group. He’s none the wiser about the source of this sudden surge in attention, but he only has eyes for Noelle.

Autrice di bestseller romantici, il lieto fine è la sua specialità, almeno finché si tratta di rimanere tra le pagine di un libro. Ma nella vita reale? Un mezzo disastro: la sua migliore amica si sposerà tra una settimana e per di più si sta avvicinando la scadenza della consegna del suo nuovo romanzo, e Kara non ha scritto neanche una riga.

Ten days. That’s all I’m asking for. But not one of my NHL teammates is willing to cough up a sister, cousin, or trusted friend to play my fake girlfriend for this wedding. Pucking BS. Yeah, my mouth has been known to get me into places I don’t belong. But this Class Five panty melter is on lockdown because the last thing I need is another complication. I’m about to give up when fate delivers the answer to my prayers.

As the Dating Guy on L.A.'s top morning show, I give the single guy's perspective on dating, love, and sex - and I give great advice. Everyone's hooking up...well, except for me. Sure, I can get any woman I want, but I've got a no-relationship clause in my contract, and the only woman I want has relationship written all over her. Unfortunately, she wants nothing to do with me. At all. Something about the next Ice Age might have even come up in her rebuttal. Adorable.

The girl with bright green eyes, a pretty smile, and great ass owned my heart. I thought she was happy with the status quo, but 10 years later, I foolishly let her go. Despite dating other women, no one compares to my first love. We are meant to be together, and I'm going to try my damnedest to convince her of that.

Timing. Hockey careers are made or broken on it, and mine has taken an exceptionally broken road. I’m not a star. I’m a grinder, I work hard, and I’m finally at the point I can put the past behind me and get the fat, long-term contract I deserve. But my agent - the man who stuck by me through every crash and burn - has had a heart attack. I need another agent now, or my one chance for the good money will slip through my fingers.

A USA Today Best Book of 2021! "Bromley does a deft job at keeping the twists and turns of this reunion realistic and utterly romantic.” —USA Today Inspiration can come from the most unlikely—and inconvenient—sources. Kara Sullivan’s life is full of love—albeit fictional. As a...

Love is ON the Air... Shay Goldstein arbeitet seit fast zehn Jahren bei ihrem Lieblingsradiosender in Seattle. Aber seit Kurzem gerät sie immer wieder mit ihrem neuesten Kollegen aneinander, Dominic Yun, der meint, alles besser zu wissen. Als sie ihrem Boss ein Konzept für eine Talkshow vorschlägt, ist der begeistert. In "Ex Talk" soll ein ehemaliges Paar miteinander plaudern und Beziehungstipps geben. Nur kommt ihr Boss dann auf die wirklich blöde Idee, Shay und Dominic als dieses Ex-Paar auszugeben. Die Hörer lieben Shay und Dom. Und Shay und Dom verlieben sich ineinander.

Turn-ons...Party girls. Platinum blondes. Zero expectations. I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female, you'd have the perfect woman. Then why the hell does Ava Pearson an outdoorsy girl, a brunette, and a woman who screams stability and responsibility seem to be the only woman on my mind lately? I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix my son, my bar...well, that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me.

Recovering from the shocking news will be hard, but thankfully there’s a distraction in the chaos. My best friend and perpetual bachelor, Mason, begs me to attend a quick weekend getaway to New York City, all at his company’s expense. The only thing we need to do is pretend to be in a relationship. This should be easy, considering Mason’s been my ride-or-die for years. What I don’t plan for is the weekend to take such an unexpected turn, leaving me shaken to my core. The effects of which could have a lasting impact. It’s time for Mason and me to have a very important talk.

An Instant Indie Bestseller Public radio co-hosts navigate mixed signals in Rachel Lynn Solomon's sparkling romantic comedy debut. Shay Goldstein has been a producer at her Seattle public radio station for nearly a decade, and she can't imagine working anywhere else. But lately it's been a...

They say librarians are old-fashioned. I’m anything but. As a 23-year-old woman I have my whole life ahead of me, and I’m in no rush to settle down. But my favorite patron of the Golden Creek Library has a different opinion… and at 72, Charles McArthur is hard to argue with. He wants to set me up with his grandson and I don’t have the heart to say no. When my date comes to my door, I am oh-so-glad I said yes.

I believe that everyone is destined to find their one true love, their happily ever after. That’s why I run a relationship advice column to help those who need a little guidance. Granted, I’m by no means an expert, but it is my favorite subject, and I’ve spent plenty of years studying it as I’ve watched others fall in love.

Wesley’s a dirty talking lawyer with a wickedly talented tongue and a habit of showing up when I need rescuing from my latest bad date. But he’s also my best friend’s brother and off limits. That one red hot night we spent together was a mistake I’m determined not to make again… Until one cursed night, when I accidentally ignite a feud with the biggest troublemaker in town and wind up on Wes’s doorstep in a tattered bridesmaid’s dress, needing to get out of town—fast.

Phebe Stark needs a punching bag. No, on second thought, she needs a donut. No, on third thought, she needs to escape into a dark bar with a strong drink. She’s just been harassed, for the umpteenth time, by the slimy supervisor standing between her and a shattered glass ceiling at her high-pressure Atlanta firm. But then a tall, bearded, sexy lumberjack of a bartender saunters over, and suddenly Phebe knows she doesn’t need gin...she needs him.