Résultats Éditeur "Audible Studios" dans Comédie romantique

Katy Carter knows she's no domestic goddess: she's scatterbrained, she needs a fire extinguisher at the ready when she's cooking and she daily falls off the diet wagon. But that doesn't stop her fantasising about a hero to call her own. And Katy thinks she's found him in fiancé James, a charming, high-flying city banker.

Tabitha Thompson is many things, but a liar isn’t one of them. Unless you count the sexy secret she’s spent a year hiding from everyone: her friends, her family. The secret she never counted on anyone discovering.

What if... Someone you barely knew asked you for a favor. What if... They needed you to be something you weren’t, in exchange for nothing. Unless you count a mouth full of lies and a half-broken heart. Faker. Pretender. Liar. There are worse things to be called. So would you do it? Would you? Daphne Winthrop did. And you’re about to find out what happens in the end.

Les coïncidences n'existent pas ! Aurélie en est convaincue depuis qu'un triste vendredi de novembre, éplorée suite à une rupture, un roman lui a redonné goût à la vie. À sa grande surprise, elle y apparaît, ainsi que son propre restaurant, "Le Temps des cerises", un charmant bistrot du 6ème arrondissement. Intriguée, Aurélie tente d'entrer en contact avec l'auteur - un Anglais réfugié dans son cottage et peu enclin aux échanges avec le monde extérieur, selon sa maison d'édition.

You know how people say you can never believe what you read on the interwebs? That a hot guy online is probably a creeper with a beer gut and a shoe fetish, not the sexy beast he pretends to be? So I had no clue that the anonymous blogger who contacted my law firm about his naughty website would be droolworthy in real life. Not that I'm interested in him in that way. Attorneys can't go around sleeping with their clients. Not even if he is the most beautiful man I've ever met and so ridiculously smart he makes my nerdy-girl heart sigh.

Polly Fletcher loves marrying off her friends. Which is kind of weird, considering she has no intention of ever walking down the aisle herself. Social worker by day, sex siren by night, Polly relies on exactly three things to get her through life: her Tinder app, her Jimmy Choo shoes and a packet of condoms in her clutch. So when she meets a sexy, silver-eyed stranger at a friend’s wedding, all she’s after is a wild night between the sheets.

As Jim and Victoria learn to live together and raise their new baby, Jillian and Brian embark on a challenging and hilarious struggle to conceive one of their own. Getting pregnant seems like a piece of cake compared to what's involved in bringing Jillian's novel to the big screen as an unwelcome guest and an ill-advised celebrity free pass complicate matters immensely.

Ashley Dryden-Jones is the best rugby player on the field - when I take a dare I instantly regret, I had no way of knowing he was a gentleman. An athlete. British with no plans to stay in the States. He makes me forget myself, bruises, five o’clock shadow, accent, and all. He makes me forget I cannot crawl into bed with him at night - or get drunk and throw caution to the wind for once in my overly cautious life. Because he’s my new roommate.

Life moves on. Only people who have never lost anyone they loved with all their heart can blindly believe those words. What if I didn't want to move on? What if I wanted to wake up every morning with that familiar ache in my chest, knowing I'd never see her again? But, life can change in a moment. I knew that better than anyone...so, when I couldn't get those mesmerizing green eyes out of my head, I decided to do something about it.

No one ever said raising children was easy...but raising a future monarch? That's another story altogether. Get a glimpse into the happily ever after of Wessco's irresistible royals in Royally Raised - a sweet, sexy, heartwarming short story set 20 years after Royally Matched.

I'm leaving you this note because I know you're very busy, and I don't want to waste the town sheriff's time. Lord knows I've already wasted enough of it. Thank you for taking me home last night and...everything else. I made you a basket of wild blueberry muffins for your trouble. That seemed like the appropriate baked good for getting naked in your living room. I wasn't myself last night. I didn't mean to kiss you or fondle your backside or ask all those intimate questions. Thank you for pretending to enjoy it.

Everyone has something in their past that they'd like to forget, but for Kylie Davis there's no escaping her past. It followed her everywhere, determined to destroy her, and to make sure that she paid for the one thing that her family could never forgive her for. Being born. The last thing that Hunter O'Mallery needed was an assistant, but thanks to the deal that he never should have made, he has one. As long as she stayed out of way, he'd been more than happy to leave her alone, but now that she's caught his attention, he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

Celeste Abrantes es una joven escritora alegre y divertida de veintiocho años que organiza para su grupo de cinco amigas la despedida de soltera de una de ellas. Mediante un sorteo sobre la elección del destino, viajarán a las Vegas en Nevada para pasar un fin de semana donde cometerá la mayor locura de su vida sin tan siquiera ser consciente de ello.

I'm studying to be a sex therapist, and I haven't even had sex yet. Which is why I decide that Professor Hanks is going to be the one to take my virginity. I want Professor Hanks to be my dom. Hung Hanks. That's what they call him. All the students know Professor Hanks' reputation since he grew up in Blackwell. Small-town high school football star turned Harvard PhD. Only in town to care for his dying mother. Too good for local girls. I've done my research, and he's the perfect candidate for what I want. Hot, smart, dominant. Did I mention hung?

Come on an adventure with my mermaids and their unlikely heroes. Get three hilarious stories all in one big book. You'll get: Book 1 - Tallulah’s Temptation; Book 2 - Ariel’s Antics; and Book 3 - Misty’s Mayhem.

Morning sickness sucks. Which is why fashion designer turned amateur sleuth Maddie Springer has spent the last six weeks being a couch potato and Moonlight vampire movie devotee. But when Maddie's best friends finally convince her to venture out, Maddie stumbles on a dead body of a girl who has been bitten on the neck, and life suddenly imitates art in the most deadliest of ways. Now Maddie is smack in the middle of a murder investigation involving a deadly dance club and a coven of Hollywood "vampires".

Annaliese Harper knows that one tiny mistake can jeopardize a career before it's even begun. Letting your boss find the extensive collection of porn on your personal laptop is one way. Sleeping with him is another. Liese manages to do both. As the new librarian at a prestigious small-town private high school, Liese is drawn to her sexy, charismatic principal, Ryder Whitehall - an attraction she refuses to acknowledge given their relationship and her recent liberation from a delusional ex-boyfriend.

I have one simple rule: Don’t date professional baseball players. There are no exceptions, no workarounds. With a brother in the league, I’ve seen the good, the bad, and the downright horrifying. Those guys might seem tantalizing when they’re in uniform down on the field, hitting grand slams in front of a crowd of adoring fans, but I know better. The huge egos? The insane travel schedules? The veritable buffet of female companions? No ma’am. Professional athletes are best handled at a distance, preferably far enough away that their chiseled jawlines blur into oblivion. Enter Grant Navarro.

Sacha. Si la manche de ma chemise remonte par mégarde, les gens fixent mon bras. "C'est rien, juste une petite attaque de requin", dis-je d'habitude. Ou alors : "Je couve un ver extraterrestre." La vérité, moins sensationnelle, c'est que je me fais dialyser parce que mes reins sont foutus. Mais admettre cette triste vérité revient à réduire une journaliste téméraire, pleine d'ambition et en bonne forme à une "pauvre petite chose". Ce n'est pas du tout moi ! En tout cas, pas sur La Croisette pendant le Festival.

window display is an enchanted forest of sweets, a collection of conical hats delights the eye and the habitus nibble chocolate witches from fanciful mismatched china. While in their tiny blue kitchen, Magalie Chaudron and her two aunts stir wishes into bubbling pots of heavenly chocolat chaud. But no amount of wishing will rid them of interloper Philippe Lyonais, who has the gall to open one of his world famous pastry shops right down the street.