Resultados para "The Baby" en Comedia romántica

I've been trying to beat Wren Callan for years. Turns out, I had to marry her in Vegas and get her pregnant to finally win. We were supposed to get a quickie divorce before anyone found out… But I couldn't sign the papers. Now she's carrying my baby and crashing in my spare room. We've gotten good at pretending like we're just roommates who can't stop f*cking. She thinks I want to stay married to steal her company. But the truth? I want her in my bed. I want her name inked on my ring finger.

When a baby is dropped on Carr McRae's doorstep, his first instinct is to send the child back to its parents, but when no one claims the little girl, he has no choice but to learn how to be a dad. A contract nanny is his solution, but he didn't bargain for Addison Parker, who is sweetness and sex in one irresistible package. He knows better than to fall for the nanny, but his heart isn't listening to his head.

We met in a trapped elevator. Emmett was on his way to work, sophisticated and handsome in his tailored suit and tie. I was on my way to the sperm bank. Awkward, right? At 35, my life hadn't taken the path I thought it would and I was tired of waiting - I wanted a baby. And I was ready to take matters into my own hands to make it happen. After our ill-fated elevator encounter, Emmett insisted on taking me to dinner - he also insisted on something else - that I ditch my plan involving a turkey baster and let him do the job. He would be my baby daddy.

I'm starting to think I've been doing this for too long. The screaming fans. The constant media attention. The fat paychecks. None of it brings me the happiness I yearn for. Yet here I am. Another year. Another holiday special. Another Christmas spent alone in a hotel room. But then the lights go up. And I see her.

Raff Connor, un americano con más dinero que buen gusto, está decidido a encontrar a la mujer de sus sueños y a casarse con ella en menos de tres meses. Así que contrata a India Antúnez del Diego y Caballero de Alcántara, una joven de una de las mejores familias de Madrid venida a bastante...

I ran from the altar only to land in the arms… ahem… bed of my ridiculously hot ex. Now he's a crazy rich single dad, and the reason for my baby bump. That night, I entered the bar looking like a runaway bride cliché with only five bucks stuffed in my bra. "You look like you need a drink," Oliver says in a voice deeper and huskier than I remember. A few shots later, and all I want is his body driving me wild like only he can. The next morning, as the haze lifts, I remember the shocking reason we broke up all those years ago and why it could never work between us.

Trent “Diablo” Dillon—he’s my devilishly hot boss, and he’s gonna make my money problems disappear. The catch? Pretend to be his girlfriend at three weddings this summer. He needs to get his pushy family off his back. I need a windfall. Besides, I’m used to dealing with Trent’s demands at work. But sharing a bed with my fake boyfriend is more than I can take. After one sizzling night, I’m addicted to his rock hard…er, abs. The craziest part? I’m falling for my grumpy boss—the one who plans to never settle down. My feelings for him are real. And so is this baby I’m having in nine months.

You know that instinct to run when something bad is coming? Yeah. I apparently missed out on that one. Because when Damon Rose came, instead of running, I got pregnant.

There’s nothing like starting your Monday morning with a positive pregnancy test. Trust me, I know - because I’m looking at one right now. All I can think is this: Oh, hell. My grandmother is going to kill me. Since this might just send her to an early grave, there’s only one option - pretending the father is my new husband. If only he’ll agree to fake it. Kai Connors was supposed to be nothing more than a one-night stand - a long, dirty one-night stand fueled by one too many tequila shots, where the only promise was to never speak of it again.

Let's get this straight—I hate Tate Blingwood. Our one-night stand was supposed to be just that, but now I've got a precious daughter to raise on my own. To make matters worse, he's everywhere, and I'm not just talking about my fantasies. Tate's career has hit the skids and he's on all the news stations and social media sites. Making revenge memes was just supposed to be a little fun to keep me sane and keep his enormous ego in check. I didn't expect it to bite me on the ass when he ended up seeking refuge at the resort I live and work in.

There’s a fine line between lust and hate. I don’t care that Drew Merritt spent the last year transforming himself from grungy slob to sexy playboy. With messy, dirty blond hair and gorgeous eyes, his looks aren’t the problem. His mouth is. And the stupid things that come out of it. But after an emergency strands us together, and he does his damnedest to take care of me.... Let’s just say there’s one thing we don’t clash on. And it doesn’t involve talking.

Levelheaded Francesca Lane never thought she’d miss her own wedding. But when her fiancé betrays her, she puts on her wedding dress and ditches the altar for a masquerade ball—at an exclusive lifestyle club. There, she meets unknown-to-her NFL star Tuck Avery, dressed as a prince and hiding behind a mask—he’s there to celebrate his birthday. For one night, Francesca and Tuck indulge in a wickedly incognito affair. No names. No strings. And the masks don’t come off.

Arpad growlypants Beauchamp a.k.a. Grumpzilla. The first time he met me, he told me that he hated my company. I retaliated by spitting my Chai Tea Latte all over his tailormade slacks. He granted the security agency I run his business, anyway, huh? Clearly, it's because he wants to control me. To make my life miserable. To become a thorn in my side, glowering down at me from his superior height. So when I end up stowing away on his boat, by a quirk of fate, I demand he turn back.

My entire life changed when I met a hot and sexy billionaire named Charlie Stone at the Chicago airport. I wasn't prepared for the journey I was about to embark on when I found out I was pregnant, which resulted from one drunken night neither of us barely remembered.

Long story short. I needed to find a wife. My mother's final attempt to hold control over me from beyond the grave was temporarily appointing my uncle, her brother, Chairman and CEO of our family company, Bradshaw Capital. She stipulated in her will something I didn't see coming—marry within the year of her passing, remain wed for another, and the company would be mine. As absurd as that was, I had no choice if I wanted control of the company that was rightfully mine. While in Vegas, I met a captivating woman, a fellow New Yorker named Stella Harper, who was financially strapped and jobless.

It all started one night when a sexy billionaire bought me a drink, and I accidentally tossed it all over his five-thousand-dollar suit. He tried to blame me, but it was his fault because of his lack of respect for my personal boundaries. I offered to pay for the dry cleaning and gave him my number to tell me how much it cost. He did, and we ended up spending the night together. Long story short. The condom broke, I forgot to take my pill two days in a row, and we mistakenly created a baby.

Nicholas Morra sa perfettamente qual è il suo posto nel mondo: tra le strade degradate di Corviale, in bilico tra il crimine e la disperazione, senza una via di fuga. Ma una notte, in un vicolo buio, tutto cambia. Altea De Santis non ha scelto Corviale. Lei e la sua famiglia sono finiti lì per necessità, strappati a una vita che aveva tutto fuorché la stabilità. Lei, però, non è il tipo che abbassa la testa. È troppo orgogliosa per lasciarsi sopraffare, troppo testarda per scappare. Così, quando si trova faccia a faccia con Nicholas, capisce subito che è pericoloso, imprevedibile.

Susan hatte noch nie viel Glück im Leben. Als sie schwanger wird, verlässt sie ihr Freund, der kurz darauf von einem Baum erschlagen wird. Jetzt muss sie allein durch die Schwangerschaft und für ihr Kind sorgen, das sie bald erwartet. Vincent Mercer ist ein ziemlicher Aufreißer und behauptet, jede Frau ins Bett zubekommen. Bei einem Abendessen mit seinen Freunden schließt er eine Wette ab: Die nächste Frau, die durch die Tür kommt, wird er verführen.

Du verbringst eine heiße Nacht mit einem sagenhaft attraktiven Mann - doch er verschwindet ohne ein Wort. Neun Monate später hältst du sein Baby in den Armen. Und dann siehst du ihn wieder - er ist dein neuer Boss .... Eisblaue Augen, ein Body zum Niederknien und das gewisse Etwas - auf einer Party der sogenannten "High Society" trifft Alina den unverschämt attraktiven Leon. Sie kann sich seiner magischen Anziehungskraft nicht entziehen und landet mit ihm im Bett. Doch als sie am nächsten morgen aufwacht, ist Leon spurlos verschwunden.

I have it all. I work my dream job doing animal-assisted therapy, I live with the four best friends in history, and I own an actual pair of Louboutins. I should be content. Right? Except, ever since an adorable toddler begged me to be her momma, I want more, and an insta-family is my only chance at motherhood. Unfortunately, her absurdly hot NFL star dad isn't quite as enthusiastic about me as she is. In fact, if I didn't know better, I'd think he was avoiding me. At least until his nanny leaves abruptly mid-season.