Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Comedia romántica

The last time I saw my ex-fling, she was toasting her engagement to a record producer. So when I heard she'd had a baby, I assumed he was the father... until she showed up at my house seven years later with a little boy and said, "Your turn." I'm a drummer who works afternoons and nights. My life is loud, chaotic, and definitely not kid-friendly. But I was raised by a nanny, and I see no harm in finding one for my son. Too bad he rejects every single person I hire. The only person he actually likes? Not a nanny. She's a friend of a friend and the former floor manager at a brewery.

I'm a bridesmaid at a bachelorette party, minding my own business at a local bar after doing six shots of Fireball, when I realize I need to pee. In size small Spanx. I'm a large. While I wrestle with my white-spandex belly-smasher in the only bathroom, I'm holding up the whole bar from relieving itself. When the broody, tatted-up owner breaks down the door, thinking maybe I've alcohol-poisoned myself into the afterlife, my drink-addled brain decides to revisit the karate I learned around third grade. But I misfire my karate kick and hook a thigh around his waist.

Three strikes and I was out—dumped, jobless, and friendless. Hitting reset meant leaving Manhattan and heading home, where the most excitement in my life was taking pole dancing classes… until I fell and broke my ankle. The surgery that followed was expected. Waking up to my brother's best friend by my side, however, was not.

After a family tragedy leaves Wes Turner as the unexpected guardian of his one-year-old niece, he's drowning in responsibilities he never asked for. Running his auto shop is hard enough—raising a baby on his own? Impossible. Enter Lena Carter: a no-nonsense nanny with a soft heart and a past she keeps locked away.

Rylee Queen del Sol has spent years keeping her heart locked away, convinced love isn't meant for her. But when she takes a dream job in Paris, she never expects her new French billionaire boss to be the man she ghosted a year ago—the only man who ever made her want more. Charming. Rich. Possessive Lucien Kingley has everything: wealth, power, control. Everything except her. So when the opportunity to bring her back into his life presents itself, he takes it. Hiring her as his new marketing director.

The Duke of Hartwood is a precise, exacting man. As head of the prestigious and well-respected Barnes family, he demands perfection. A Barnes must be above reproach and never mentioned in the gossip columns. When a distant cousin's widow decides to scandalize London by courting disaster and tainting the Barnes name, Hartwood is summoned by his family. Do something, anything, about Mrs. Celia Barnes.

Maniac's early life hasn't been the easiest, and it left scars, both physical and mental. Thankfully, he found the Iron Punishers before things could go too far, and he found a family he could rely on. It's this family that he works to protect as their VP.

Cleaning offices was far from Penelope's dream job. But dreams don't pay the bills, and if she wanted to save her family's home, she needed money fast. Her grumpy, annoyingly sexy orc boss didn't factor into her plans at all. Or so she kept telling herself....

Clara Winters doesn't believe in soulmates. Not anymore. She believes in keeping the lights on at Fireside Manor, the bed-and-breakfast she owns and is desperately trying to save. Her plan for the season is simple: deliver cookies to the Winter Festival, greet her lone guest, and hope for a miracle. Then Ethan arrives. Charming, mysterious, and impossible to ignore, Ethan encourages Clara to test the odd magic of Serenity Falls: when she kisses someone under the mistletoe, she can glimpse the love they lost.

A family feud ripped me from the arms of my first love. Twenty years later, the Vegas Aces hire my sworn enemy as their head coach, and at the same time, I'm chosen as the new team correspondent. No matter how hard we try to keep it professional, sparks inevitably fly. From secret trysts in his office to a hotel room with only one bed, more than just our feelings are heating up as we reconnect in every way.

I've loved Drew since I was twenty years old—and after twelve years of marriage, that love has only grown stronger. But lately, the man I married has become someone I no longer recognize. He's moody, short-tempered, and secretive. And then there's her. The woman whose name has cropped up too often for my liking. The woman he swore was just a work colleague. Yes, I was a fighter. But what if I were the only one willing to fight?

As a Pyclon from Lust, Rusty learned early the cruel rules of the Pentagram. Happiness is for the privileged. Hope for the weak. And absolutely nothing comes free. So he accepts a life of happy enough, of good enough, of just…enough. Anything more is impossible for someone like him. That is, until he meets Gemae Akyllo.

After four years of secret meetings and stolen moments, I finally plucked up the courage to confess my feelings. Instead of admitting the same, he chose to humiliate me in front of the world, betraying me in the process. The internet coined me the Runaway Girl. But all he wanted was for me to run back to him. I left him in my rearview and never planned on turning back. If only he kept to his word and stayed there.

Jamie Dunne is grumpy. Unreasonably hot. We had a glorious one-night stand. Then I walked away. Because I am not looking for commitment. But he ruined everything when he walked into my studio for a repeat. So, what am I supposed to do with this man who wants to be part of my happily ever after? I might have to get back to you on that one....

I'm Grayson Ross—rich, handsome, successful. I always know what I'm doing, and I do it all well. Until her. My seven-month-old daughter, I didn't even know existed. I need help. Thank god my neighbor's gorgeous friend steps off the elevator just as my nanny quits. Caroline is curvy, sassy, and between jobs—and she doesn't think I'm crazy when I beg her to step in. She's perfect. Not just because she's unfazed by the World's Grumpiest Baby, but because she's only in town temporarily. No strings. No risk. All I have to do is keep repeating: Don't f--k the nanny.

I'm the unluckiest person in the world. Think getting a parking ticket while your car is being towed. Or winning hockey tickets… only to end up in the hospital with no memories because a two-hundred-pound hockey player crashed into the plexiglass—and straight into you. Yeah. That happened. Next thing I know, I'm being taken in by said hockey player, Caleb—the same guy responsible for my current memory wipe. And as it turns out, he might also be the kindest man on earth. He introduces me to his friends, shares his hobbies with me, and even cooks for me.

Nori Sinclair has two goals in life: find the husband of her dreams, and purchase the beloved tea shop in her hometown, Serendipity Springs. So when Nori finds herself short on funds to land a business loan, she joins a dating app that pays her to be their featured single in a month-long ad campaign. Per her contract, all men are off-limits, except those matched for her by Swipe Rite.

Gorgeous white dress. Champagne. Husband. All of that goes out the window when I overhear a call between my fiancé and another woman. Hurt and angry, I turn to the only person I can trust—my fiancé's brother. Dax. Otherwise known as my best friend. I run. And take him with me. One too many drinks has me confessing everything I heard. With a need to reinvent myself, I make a list. No matter how outrageous it might seem, Dax offers to help.

The search for Mr. Right is over… Until my new "boyfriend" walks into a bar and my best friend gets fate-induced heart-eyes at first sniff. So, I bow out with grace and maturity… by running from the bar and jumping behind the wheel of my car in the middle of a snowstorm. When I find myself lost on an unfamiliar road outside of town, everything suddenly goes blank. Luckily, three alphas that smell a lot like mine come to my rescue. I can't remember anything except my name, and we're stuck in the middle of nowhere with no cell signal or internet, but I feel… safe.

As a packless omega baker hiding my designation in sleepy Lakeview, I've built my reputation on perfectly laminated dough rather than mating bonds. But as steam rises from the annual Baking Festival ovens, three irresistible alphas begin circling my demonstration table with hungry eyes.