Résultats pour "The Door" dans Comédie romantique

Life has always been family, football, and school. Focusing on my goals didn’t leave much room for girls. But I’m not in school anymore. I’m the hottest rookie running back the league has ever seen, and I know how to score a touchdown. I don’t have a clue how to score with a girl. But I’m going to learn. Because the girl next door with all the thick curves is my new goal. And I’m going to win her heart. She knows nothing about football, but she does like my tight end. So does her cat.

A HEAVENLY ENCOUNTER!Mahiru is a beautiful girl whose classmates all call her an “angel.” Not only is she a star athlete with perfect grades-she’s also drop-dead gorgeous. Amane‚ an average guy and self-admitted slob‚ has never thought much of the divine beauty‚ despite attending the...

Divorced. Broke. Living with a pack of elderly roommates. And those hallucinations she’s diligently ignoring? Her tarot card-dealing mom is convinced they’re clairvoyant visions. Just when things can’t get worse, a so-hot-it-should-be-illegal private investigator shows up on her doorstep looking for a neighbor...who turns up murdered.

There is nothing like hiding a secret identity from your roommate besties to complicate... everything. And when they decide I need a love life makeover, I can't tell them why I don't have time for their schemes. Retirement home nurse by day, lead singer of a rock band by night. Not on the schedule: Men. I'd rather cuddle with Bernice, the hangry boa next door. I can't think of an excuse fast enough to get out of betting my prime parking space against them finding me true love, but luckily, they pick the worst possible guy for me.

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.

Raise your hand if you’ve ever done this. Written a racy message and sent it to—oops—the wrong person. Yeah, me too. Except, I sent my latest Tales of a Naughty Virgin column detailing my fantasies about my hot, charming, thoroughly bangable next-door-neighbor to…my entire company. Did I mention I’m a children’s book editor? Well, I was. *Facepalm.* At least the column goes viral, but I’m still the gal who gets fired for her not-safe-for-work thoughts about the so-called “Mister Sexy Pants”.

I boarded Dreamboat Cruises expecting sunshine, cocktails, and girl time. My roommate bailing at the last minute felt like a win. Until I opened my cabin door and found a very confused, very shirtless stranger already unpacking.

Mia Stanbury is the quintessential girl next door: smart, beautiful, and determined. She’s got it all going on. Is it any wonder that she’s been on my radar for as long as I can remember? We’re talking middle school, folks. I’ll admit that I’ve made a few boneheaded mistakes as far as she’s concerned, but what can I say? I’m a dude. Sometimes I think with the wrong head. We’ll just chalk it up to one of the hazards of having a Y chromosome and leave it at that.

After being married for almost fifteen years, I never expected my husband to ask for an open marriage so we can "explore" and "find happiness." I also never expected my hot older neighbor to be the one who dries my tears. He is every good girl's bad boy fantasy come to life. Well over six feet and covered in ink, he's got a gruff voice and attitude to match, but while he's been known to be a bear to other people, he's only ever a cub with me.

Rosie Forrester is in desperate need of cash after an embarrassing run-in with the law. Enter Dylan Savage, a disgraced hockey player who needs a place to hide out for a few months while he figures out how to get back on his team. He's every bit as beastly as his fans' nickname for him would imply—nothing like the handsome, charming bookstore owner Rosie's in love with from afar. But Dylan's rent will not only save her art studio, it'll help fund the secret she's keeping from her three older brothers.

HEAVEN IS WHERE THE HEART IS Amane and Mahiru never imagined their chance encounter in the rain would lead them to share so many warm meals and quiet moments. But as they gradually grow closer, Amane spots an unspoken loneliness hanging over her. Clumsy and awkward as he is, Amane is unsure what...

Life isn't easy. I've had to fight for everything I've ever owned and it all went out the window with one bad decision. So when I got a letter in the mail telling me my estranged grandmother died and left me eighty acres and flower farm in the middle of nowhere West Virginia, I hopped in my car--which was on its last legs--and drove the thousand miles from Miami. But when I arrived, I discovered my grandma may have been losing it there in the end because she also left the farm to the horrid--but handsome--man next door.

When a squirrel chews its way through my bedroom wall, I do the first thing any single girl like me would do: run frantically out of the house to the neighbors, begging for help. I should mention that the house next door is full of hockey players. And when I lock eyes on rough and rugged Brodie Stockhausen—who happens to be outside brooding on the porch—I'm not exactly impressed. But I'm desperate, in a bathrobe, and need a bit of rescuing.

Let me just say this upfront: I have zero plans to fall for Ian Kendrick. Not after my recent breakup. Not with all the embarrassing memories I’m sure he still has of me from when we were kids. And definitely not while we’re living a few feet apart, because if it doesn’t work out, things will get super awkward.

Love in the Time of Serial Killers meets The Woman in the House Across the Street from the Girl in the Window in this delightful romp about a recently broke divorcee who moves in with her house-bound mother only to spend their days spying on her grumpy, mysterious, and sexy new neighbor. Zona...

Moving back to Harmony Valley was supposed to be about helping Grandpa and editing romance novels. Instead, it's about Nash, Tate, and Aiden—three alpha firefighters who are too tempting to ignore. Nash's nurturing spirit makes my heart race, Tate's teasing nature keeps me laughing, and Aiden's protective instincts set my soul on fire. One embarrassing incident pulls us together, leading to unexpected, wildly unforgettable moments.

“Girl Next Door is everything I love. Complex characters, a prickly love interest, secrets, yearning, questionable decisions, and that glorious HEA. A tender, funny, sexy novel.” — Ashley Herring Blake, author of Delilah Green Doesn't Care In this charming debut rom-com, a young freelancer...

Beckett Young is eager to expand his ranch when the neighbor next door moves. But when the owner sells it to a hillbilly nobody, he’s willing to do whatever it takes to get rid of her. When she sweeps into his life with a sad-sob backstory—with more Southern charm than is legal and everything he wants in a woman—his defenses are as weak as his chances of winning the property.

Kate Benton has wanted nothing to do with ranchers since she was fifteen and too-hot-for-his-own-good Landon Wyle caught her kissing his little brother during a cattle drive. Yep, that event pretty much put an end to a lot of things, like her dignity. But when her grandfather dies, he leaves his ranch to her with one provision: she has to live on Coyote Glen and keep it profitable for a year.

He’s a freaking doctor, for one. Humble… Mature (Did I mention he’s eleven years older than me?) … And flat-out gorgeous. If only he wasn’t also … my boss. Look, if I wasn’t the nanny to his nieces, I’d be all. over. that. But I’m in the middle of a personal crisis of sorts—a recent move, a public breakup, a foiled career—not to mention beholden to a successful CEO grandmother who is withholding my trust fund until I can become “respectable” in a way my mother never was.