Résultats Éditeur "Tantor Audio" dans Comédie romantique

Sami Ford has it all: looks, money, happiness. Her life is perfect. But only if one doesn't look too closely. Matt Brimley is a sports god. Hockey fans adore him. Girls everywhere want to worship at his skates. He's living the dream. If the dream involved everyone expecting you to be nothing but a jock. These two rich kids could be the perfect couple. If he didn't think she was a spoiled princess, and she didn't think he was a dumb puck, they might be. But hating someone doesn't mean you can't want them.

Zane Bennington, he was the guy who'd been making my life miserable for weeks. He was a prick. A jerk. A stone-cold ruthless bastard with no redeeming qualities whatsoever - well, except for his face. And his body. And yeah, maybe his massive fortune. But other than that, the guy had zero going for him. The only upside? He hated me as much as I hated him. Or so I thought.

Mia Madden is pretty sure that the road to dating app hell is paved with suspiciously hot profiles. Take tonight's date, for example. Alex Conroy is unreasonably gorgeous—he's got that whole "board-room in the streets, lumberjack in the sheets" happening—but he also represents everything she loathes about corporate hustle culture. Yet another lousy date to laugh-cry about later. Except, it turns out that Alex is also the hot-shot new boss her dad can't stop complaining about—the Forbes thirty-under-thirty company fixer of his nightmares. Worse, their respective best friends are dating.

Emma Burns lives a double life. By day, she's a civil rights attorney. By night, she's the mastermind behind RB's Companions. When hired, she platonically accompanies men to social events, whether it's as a girlfriend, friend, or business associate. She does her job well. After receiving an inquiry from a desperate new client, she agrees to be his girlfriend. What she doesn't account for is the mystery man to be Henry, the notorious playboy, fellow lawyer, and coworker she's known for years.

I'm at the highest point of my career, and I haven't even broken a sweat yet. Wealth, power, and prestige. It's all at my fingertips. But in my world, one filled with secrets, power comes at a cost. A lie that taints my past. A sacrifice that poisons my future. Until my newest assistant walks—or should I say, falls—into my office. She's mouthy, horrible at her job, and is making me question everything. But I know better. Look but don't touch. The lie rotting inside me forbids it. The problem is, I tried to stay away from her. Deny my darkest desires. But I'm a weak man.

I, Dallas Colter, am kind of a massive A hole-and need help fixing that personality problem. With too much on my plate, the very last thing on my mind is a relationship-the football draft is looming, I never understood why my teammates bother with girlfriends. None of us had the time. When my sports agent suggests that being seen in public with a "respectable" girl would be good for my bad reputation, I couldn't think of a single person to help me out. The only girls I know aren't wifey material, and the ones who are? Might catch feelings. Except Ryann Winters.

Here's the thing—Mack has been Chase's best friend for half her life, and they've always been platonic with a capital P. He's also her business partner, and without question the best person she's ever met. And Chase? She's a self confessed disaster; she works too much, considers curly fries a food group, and might have an unhealthy dependency on iced coffee and whiskey. Then there's her relationship history, which leans more towards tragic backstory than happily ever after.

Jordy Taylor is a disaster. Over the hill by professional football standards, the veteran quarterback isn't ready to hang up his pads just yet. With contract talks stalled, Jordy retreats to quaint Crane Cove to hide from his problems. With his best friend's wedding a few weeks away, the decommissioned lighthouse is the perfect place to hide away . . . until the most off limits woman he knows almost stabs him in the shower.

This was not how my wedding was supposed to happen. I should've been wearing a designer tuxedo, not a tuxedo t-shirt. The wedding should've been in a church with family and friends, not in a 1960's style chapel with Elvis as the officiant. It's nothing I ever imagined. Except the girl. She's the only thing about this accidental marriage that is exactly right.

I'm Aubrey Kasper. I live in a dilapidated old resort in the mountains in Colorado that should probably be torn down. Instead? I'm renovating it with my brother. Archie (my brother) needs me, but he also needs some outside help, which is why he ended up inviting my high school crush to open up the bar operations. If I thought Wiley Blanchard was hot in high school . . . well, I couldn't have possibly imagined the fully grown-up, master distiller, smooth-talking version. He's tall, dark, and hilarious, exactly the way I like them.

Who in the world would go on a dating show to find love? Turns out, I'm that person. Paige Holland, lifetime resident of Elk Lake, Wisconsin, and dedicated seventh-grade math teacher. I love my charming town, but there's seriously no single action here. Unless of course I want to date the painfully boring mailman or the kid at the Quick Mart. Hard pass to both. So, what's a girl to do? Apparently, apply to Midwestern Matchmaker and hope the reality show gods will smile on me.

Rockstar Sam Shoop has retreated to his secluded cabin in Crane Cove for some privacy. Unfortunately for him, the residents haven't gotten the memo and want to set him up with every available person they know. A fake girlfriend sounds like the answer to all of his problems, until he drops the name of a very real person-Lacey Finch, local dance teacher.