Resultados Editorial "Dreamscape Media" en Romántica

Her identity is false, but her love for the earl is all too real—and so is the danger that engulfs them both . . . Gypsy fortune-teller Mademoiselle Magda has taken London by storm with her uncanny predictions—and only Lord Kerrigan suspects that she is not what she claims to be. And he is...

Summer I can’t marry him. I have no good reason to jilt my hockey player fiancé, except that the closer we get to the big day, the more I feel myself shrinking to a hollow shell. Two minutes after I slip into the church bathroom to calm my pre-wedding jitters, I jump out the window to make my...

How much of memory is truth, and how much is a story we tell ourselves? No longer a prisoner of Valen’s compulsion, Georgia’s mind is restored. But her memories of everyone around her are at war. Which Valen is the real one? The Valen who does Gregor’s murderous bidding or the one whose...

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. 

Dee, Lizzie, and Mare Fortune are three enchanting sisters that spend an unforgettable and exceedingly amorous weekend with their true loves after they appeared one day.

She’s completely wrong for me. But I’m still going to claim her as my own. Faye St. James has only ever been my shy, reclusive next-door neighbor. Until her house burns down and I find out that it’s not just her home that catches fire. Underneath all that shy is a woman who’s smart and...

Recently traded to the Grizzlies, I’m struggling to find my place on the team. I’ve changed coasts, moved away from my best friend, from the Breakers who became family, and. . . I’m alone. And it’s my birthday. A fact that everyone around me seems to have forgotten. Until a knock at the door proves differently. I was in love with Luna when I was a teenager, and now she's on my doorstep, vivacious and beautiful and. . . holding a piece of paper I barely remember. One that says we’ll get married. . . And I think I’m just insane enough to say yes.

My dad's teammate needs a nanny and I need a job. Sounds perfect, right? Except for my massive crush on him . . . the one he knows all about. Lars I just found out I’m a dad. My one-night stand dropped a baby bombshell in my local bar where I was celebrating my team’s win. Then she fled...

Known as the NHL’s grumpiest player, it’s obvious that I’ve always made it a point not to get to know anyone outside of my family or my team. After losing my dad as a kid, I never wanted to put myself at risk of feeling that kind of loss ever again. And it’s been easy to go through life this way—closed off. At least...until I'm forced to volunteer at a youth hockey clinic.

From the bestselling author of Infidelity and Sin comes an addictive football romance series filled with power plays, forbidden passion, and jaw-dropping twists. He was her past—now he might cost her the future. I was born into a football dynasty built on power, money, and secrets. Now those...

She's been spinning the same record for years. Maybe it's time to change the tune. For Nova James, life is vinyl records, rare sneaker drops, and a very organized system for avoiding the things she isn't ready to deal with yet. As a pint-sized force of nature, she has an eye for vintage...

Shaw Jennings, the seductive, enigmatic owner of Body Electric Tattoo, works hard and plays even harder. He's built a life he's proud of, and although that doesn't include a significant other, he's got plenty of sexy men to keep his bed warm at night. None of them have ever made Shaw sit up and take notice for long, though. But that all changes when a famous rock star walks through his door. Trent Knox had the world in the palm of his hand as the lead singer of TBD, one of the biggest rock bands in history...until the day he walked away.

Brody - that’s the name that left my lips so many times, the name that stole my heart, the name that made me into the woman I am today, the name that eventually shattered my world so completely. He built me up, with love and desire - and then his darkness tore me down. Now he’s gone, out there trying to fight a battle that isn’t his to fight. He’ll die. No truer words have ever been spoken.

I have no idea why I said yes. Maybe I'd had one too many wines. Maybe I'd done it accidentally. Maybe I'd been sleep-texting. One thing I know for sure is this: I absolutely do not want Ethan Hawkins in my apartment, up in my business, taking over my space. Yet he's here, moving his stuff into my spare bedroom, sending a wave of panty-melting, musky man-scent my way every time he walks past me. Here's the thing. We don't get along - at all. We never have, and I don't think we're going to start now that we're under one roof.

What do a wrong number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common? A hunky firefighter with an extra-large...hosepipe. In hindsight, I never should have opened that text message. The last thing I needed first thing on a Monday was a picture of some stranger's, um, eggplant, in my inbox. I also should have replaced the batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my apartment building going up in flames. But it's fine. It's fine. Everything is fine.

I don’t do relationships, but I’m excellent at casual hookups. That’s not to say I’m a jerk. Not at all. I respect women—all women—and I know the value of love. But I’m married to my job as a physician. In fact, I’m married to the hospital, having a full–time affair with the clinic, and my family is my side piece. I don’t have time for a relationship with a woman. But then the most beautiful human I’ve ever laid eyes on walks onto my plane, and my world tilts. Thanks to a Montana snowstorm, I spend one incredible night with Harper, but wake up alone.

Let me make this clear right here, right now: I, Halley Dawson, do not care that Preston Wright is kissing other women. Not a lick. Not at all. Nuh-uh-freakin'-uh. I do care that he's doing it six feet away from me behind a gaudy velvet curtain - making him my competition in this year's kissing contest. Why do I care, you ask? Because I've had an unfortunate crush on the insufferable idiot since I was 16 years old, but I also know it's never going to happen.

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.

Willow Mayson isn’t ready to just dive head first into love, or at least not with any of the men she’s dated. Then she shares a single unexpected kiss with a complete stranger. Clay Raven doesn’t want the strings of a woman tied to him in any way. His priorities are his family, his job, and finding the people responsible for helping kill his sister. One kiss shouldn’t have the ability to change that.

A modeling contract with got this Miss Rodeo Wyoming a first-class ticket out of town, but somewhere along the way, Jodi Brand lost her soul. When she returns to her hometown after six years, her childhood friend's rugged cowboy charm hits her like a ton of bricks. Teague Treadwell is convinced Jodi's success lifted her out of his reach, but he's spent the past six years working to shed his bad-boy image. Now that Jodi's back in town, he's determined to prove himself worthy of the girl next door. But whoever heard of a beauty queen settling for a down-and-dirty cowboy?