Resultados Editorial "Dreamscape Media" en Contemporánea

Let your homeless best friend stay with you, he said. Being roommates will be fun, he said. It's only temporary, he said. He never said I'd fall for him. You know what isn't temporary? The endless stream of dirty socks in my bathroom and empty food packets under the sofa - and don't even get me started on the hot guys who take over my living room every Sunday to watch sports. I can't take anymore. So I propose a roommate agreement. One that will bring peace and order back to my life, complete with rules that might just stop my newfound crush on my best friend in its tracks. 

Top tip: Don't put out an online ad offering your services as a fake date. Someone will take you up on it - and it won't just be for one night. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I ended up being Mason Jackson's fake girlfriend. He didn't even want me to be. No - his sister was solely responsible for me being his date for his 10-year high school reunion. And now, she's responsible for telling his parents our relationship is real. We have no choice. We have to act like this isn't all a mistake.

My name is Adelaide Astley, and if there was anything remotely exciting about me to tell you, I would. Sure, my uncle is the Duke of Leicester, and my mother bucked family tradition to marry “below” her and open a hotel, but I’m nothing but an aspiring author with a Tudor era obsession. Oh, and I’m spending the summer tutoring the daughter of the current Duke of Worcester. Alexander Winthrop-Bentley is so not my type, but hours of chess games and arguments over Tudor dynasties mean we’re thrown together more often than we should be.

Janie Adams needs a lifeline. She’s used to taking care of herself and her nephew, Andrew, but between her veterinary school bills and the cost of raising a kid, she’s out of luck and money. When she texts her sister for help, her sister tells her to ask Aiden Rivers for money - since guess what? He’s the baby’s father. Janie has no choice but to hope that Aiden Rivers is more responsible than her sister.

The wedding was going to be a fake. The only catch was nobody could know. Not even my wedding planner. Now the wedding planner thinks I’m the world’s biggest bastard. She thinks I’m in love with the woman I’m supposed to marry. She thinks a lot of things, but she doesn’t know the truth. She’s got no idea she’s going to fall for me by the time this thing is over.

I'm the one who broke up the golden couple - the woman people still whisper about, point at, and give dirty looks to. Did I sleep with the prom king? No. Did I sleep with the town's golden boy on vacation from college? Yes. Did I believe that he was going to marry me? Wholeheartedly. Did he? Not even close. He got engaged right in front of me, and then his father threw $200 at me and told me to take the trash out.

It was an accidental spring fling three years ago - one week spent in the mountains of Big Sur, and no one was the wiser. Ignore the fact that Tobias James was my neighbor and my best friend's older brother - and that upon our return his hoop dreams were waiting for him, robbing us of any potential future we could have shared. Now, I'm fulfilling my own dreams in LA, and my biggest dream of all is about to come true. The last thing I expected was for my past and my present to collide. Not now. Not here. Not him. But he struts back into my life like he never even left.

Years of secretly crushing on her best friend’s older brother have led nowhere, and Courtney’s finally ready to move on. It would have been a great plan had she not drunkenly blurted out all her feelings and kissed him. At least she’ll be able to forget all about it when she leaves town in less than 48 hours. It takes a lot to surprise Dean Jones, but a kiss from the girl he’s been secretly attracted to for years does just that. All it takes is one kiss for him to realize he doesn’t want to let her go.

Marietta Kindergarten teacher Kate Canaday is doing perfectly well without the ex-love of her life mucking up her intention to stay gloriously uncommitted. So what if she’s become - according to her sisters - a serial dater? If pro-bull rider Finn Scott's untimely defection six years ago taught her anything, it was that men come with an expiration date. And she’s more than happy to oblige them. Trouble is, the sexier-than-ever Finn, now a devoted single father, has just moved to Marietta with his adorable 5-year-old twins.

Kyle Armistead has the world at his fingertips. He’s a world-renowned plastic surgeon living the dream on the sunny beaches of California, making the world beautiful one person at a time. But one day, he wakes up to find his life is empty. He knows it’s time to go home. So he leaves the sunny California shore and heads home to rainy Seattle, Washington.

It’s not you. It’s me. No, seriously. It is me. Not only does my name literally mean “unfortunate”, but that’s the story of my life. Everything I touch turns to crap. An apartment fire - that I swear I was not responsible for - means I’m living back at home with my sex-mad parents. Yay, me! Which is why I need my new job as personal assistant to Cameron Reid to get back on my feet. Three months in this job and I can move back out and, hopefully, remember to turn off my flat iron once in a while.

I, Elle Evans, am on the run. Not from the fuzz - although that would be more exciting. No, I’m on the run from the four-year-old private tape that, thanks to my vengeful ex, has probably already ruined my vlogging career. There’s nothing like the entire world knowing what you look like mid-O. Creek Keys, Florida, is a million miles away from NYC, and it’s the perfect place for me to hide for the rest of summer until I can figure out what I’m going to do.

In the third book in the Baby for the Billionaire series, Nicole Lander's sister is in desperate need of a heart operation, and Nicole has no choice but to contact Ryan Titan, the boy whose heart she had broken when she broke up with him to hide the fact that her father was abusing her. When Ryan Titan gets the call from Nicole asking for his help, he's ecstatic. He'll finally get to exact his revenge for being dumped. Sure, he'll help her sister, but she'll pay him back every night until he is done with her.

When city girl Fable Morris moves to Lindley, Texas, she never expects to be neighbors with Beaudreau “Beau” Banks, the rugged bull rider she once had an unforgettable night with. Haunted by her past, Fable struggles to find stability in the small-town ranching life she never wanted. Beau, hardened by family tragedy and the demands of bull riding, is just as thrown by her arrival. Despite trying to keep things simple, their undeniable chemistry keeps pulling them back together.

One incredible weekend in Maine, and Beckett Porter is officially a distracted man. He’s not unfamiliar with hot and heavy flings. He knows how it goes. But Evie wove some sort of magic over him during their tumble in the sheets. He can’t stop thinking about her laugh, her hand pressed flat against his chest, her smiling mouth. So when she suddenly appears on his farm as part of a social media contest, he is confused. He had no idea that the sweet and sexy woman he met at a bar is actually a global phenomenon: social media influencer Evelyn St. James. 

When your flatmate is the hottest new party planner in the country, three things are bound to happen: 1. You’ll have to take a work call for her while you’re in your underwear. 2. You’ll have to fill in for her after an emergency...and pretend to be her. 3. You will royally mess it up...until a hot future duke steps in to save your bum. Yes, yes, that all sounds wonderful, doesn’t it? Until you consider the party being planned is for the Dowager Duchess of Devon’s 80th birthday, and the current duchess is the ultimate type A personality.

Studying abroad for her master's program, all Lia Ward knows is that she's a little lonely and Jude McAllister’s very charming, even as they have an epically sexy argument about which type of football is superior. In Jude's mind, shagging the feisty American girl is exactly what he needs. He’s been fighting the clock of his long-standing football career and the younger players primed to take his position. Proving that he can feel like his old self again - something he's been trying to do with everyone in his life - should be easier after blowing off steam with Lia.

This team hates me. Something about my chronic case of resting prick face and that thing with the captain when the season started. My fist, his jaw. Coach says no more “confrontational BS” or I don’t play at all. And that’s a hit my career in the NHL can’t take. So I'll keep my head down and finish out my contract. There’s just one problem. Allie. The girl from Vancouver eight months ago with the sexy, shy, and sinfully bold smile. The girl who blew my mind and then blew out of my life without giving me her number. Turns out she’s the captain’s little sister.

She's sharp as hell, and she's also the lush little harpy who's been rubbing me wrong since we were kids. If it’d been any other damsel in distress looking to shake some unwanted attention, I'd have been the perfect fake boyfriend for all of five minutes. But Laurel brings out the bastard in me, and five minutes hardly seemed enough time to make her squirm. She wants to one-up me. But I want to win. And maybe I need a favor too.

I got the dreaded phone call, the one every baseball player hopes and prays never comes. I was traded - yeah, that phone call - traded from my longtime team of over 10 years to not just any team...to my childhood rivals, the Chicago Rebels. I was completely and utterly screwed, right? Wrong. The trade was the least of my concerns. I met a girl, Natalie. She was perfect, but I swore I would never get involved with anyone during the season. It was too complicated. But can you believe I had zero restraint when it came to this girl?