Showing results by publisher "Audible Studios" in Romantic Comedy

À sa sortie d'une téléréalité, le jeune coiffeur Kevins-Kyle souhaite profiter au maximum de sa nouvelle vie à Montréal. Il comprend toutefois que ce qu'il souhaite le plus au monde, c'est de fonder une famille. Pas évident pour un célibataire gai, mais il part à la quête de l'homme de sa vie et futur père de ses enfants. Parallèlement, on le suit dans son quotidien au salon de coiffure, où il fait des rencontres tantôt cocasses, tantôt bouleversantes, mais où il apprend également son métier avec l'objectif d'un jour ouvrir son propre salon.

Justice Laxmi Narayan Thakur and his wife, Mamta, spend their days watching anxiously over their five beautiful (but troublesome) alphabetically named daughters. Anjini, married but an incorrigible flirt; Binodini, very worried about her children's hissa in the family property; Chandrakanta, who eloped with a foreigner on the eve of her wedding; Eshwari, who is just a little too popular at Modern School, Barakhamba Road; and the judge's favourite (though fathers shouldn t have favourites): the quietly fiery Debjani.

Schluss mit dem Schlussmachen! Als es bei Blumenhändlerin Laura wieder einmal nichts wird mit der Liebe für immer, fragt sie sich, ob eigentlich immer nur die bösen Männer schuld daran sind. Ist sie selbst wirklich so weit, dass sie sich festlegen will – verbindlich, forever, wenn sie doch nicht einmal weiß, was sie heute Abend essen will? Ist sie überhaupt selbst eine Frau fürs Leben? Oder sehnt sie eher nach einem Kind als nach einem Partner? Laura beschließt, sich ihren Fehlern in der Beziehungsvergangenheit zu stellen, und besucht ihre Exfreunde.

As a former pro football star, I’m used to playing the field. After injuries cut my NFL career short, my second act as a broadcaster ended on live television when a hot mic picked up a little verbal...indiscretion. But this latest publicity stunt might just land me back on top - much to the chagrin of Catarina Everhart, the prissy, beautiful journalist who’s been assigned to date a bad boy (i.e., me) and write about it. Catarina swears I’ll never touch her, let alone kiss those full lips of hers. Based on our chemistry, I’m not buying it....

Werewolf shifter Ware Evans lives for the road, his bike, and his MC. He has his own brand of honor. And when a member of the Breed motorcycle club kidnaps a human female, Ware's ready to take action. Free the girl. Punish the wolf. Make sure said girl never talks about the club or reveals its shifter secrets. Club rules come first and Ware is the enforcer of the rulebook. But when Ware actually meets the naked woman tied up in the remote Louisiana Bayou cabin, sees the fear and defiance in her soft brown eyes, all bets are off.

Reese King: Olympic medalist, underwear model, Greek god. His body is chiseled from rock, sculpted by the weight room, and refined by water. On a daily basis his skin is completely bare for everyone to see, tan and defined, covered up only by a minuscule piece of spandex. There is no denying his sex appeal. I hate to admit it, but I'm head over heels infatuated with him.

Allison: When I left for California, I gave myself a new name and never looked back. Now my carefully crafted good-girl image is getting torn to shreds in the press thanks to my Oscar-winning A-hole of an ex-boyfriend. So I escape to the only safe haven I know and trust - my hometown - to take a breather while I plot my triumphant Hollywood comeback. However, when I arrive at my parents’ house, Jackson Burke answers the door instead. And suddenly the past comes rushing back.... Jackson: First kiss. First time. First love. Allison Murphy and I shared a lot of firsts.

I’m desperate and destitute when Lockwood Construction rolls into my small town with an offer too good to pass up: high wages to any able-bodied man willing to join their crew. Say no more. I throw on baggy clothes, tuck my long hair under a baseball hat, and apply for a job. Unfortunately, my half-baked idea of disguising myself as a guy is flawed from the beginning. As Shakira says, these hips don’t lie. Still, I like to think I might have pulled the whole thing off save for one thing: I know my boss.

Fashion designer Maddie Springer has just tied the knot and is on her way to honeymoon paradise in Tahiti with her hot new husband. Warm sand, cool surf, and a romantic suite all to themselves... what could possibly go wrong? That is until Maddie stumbles on the dead body of a Tahitian dancer, strangled with her own flower lei.

There are no douchebags in this story. Well, there are, but they're not who this story is about. This story is about me - the coach's daughter. When I moved to Iowa to live with my dad, the university's take-no-prisoners wrestling coach, I thought transferring would be easy as pie - living with my father would be temporary, and he'd make sure his douchebag wrestlers left me alone. Wrong on both counts.

Singlefrau Ilona führt einen Delikatessenladen am Chiemsee und ist selbst den Leckereien gegenüber nicht abgeneigt. Umso mehr, als ihr Leben derzeit kaum etwas Aufregendes zu bieten hat. Den passenden Mann zu finden, hat sie nach diversen Fehlversuchen abgehakt. Bis Biobauer Chris sie zur Vertiefung ihrer Geschäftsbeziehung in die Toskana einlädt. Dumm nur, dass Ilona sich als etwas jünger und schlanker ausgegeben hat. Sie will die Einladung deswegen ablehnen, da greifen ihre Freundinnen Anna und Zoe ein. Gemeinsam machen sie sich auf eine turbulente Reise in den sonnigen Süden, die Ilonas Leben auf den Kopf stellen wird.

Best friends aren’t supposed to kiss. But these best friends did. He can’t get the taste of her lips off his mind. She can’t let go of the guilt from her mistake. He wants to be good enough for her. She wishes life were different. He’s the bad boy reject. She’s the girl next door. When opposites attract, they collide and create an explosion that can’t be ignored. Is it possible to be madly in love with your best friend?

He's the type of guy who hears the word "no" only when it's followed by "don't stop". Working for Dean Harper would be like selling my soul to the devil...and before you say anything, I don't care if the devil has punch-you-in-the-gut brown eyes and an ass to match. My soul isn't for sale.

Now that Sierra and Cameron are happily living together back in California, everything should be perfect. Right? Amongst all the Prada, Jimmy Choo, Coco Chanel, and Valentino, Sierra is happy to share her life (not so much her closet space) with the man she's deeply in love with. Continuing to run her successful advertising agency, she sets out to help Cameron fulfill his dreams of getting his construction company up and running. The only problem is that Cameron doesn't want Sierra's help.

As an adult woman - and the vice president of a marketing firm - I shouldn't be waiting by my office window to ogle the mystery man who jogs by every morning at 11:45. Sure, he's a gorgeous, perfect specimen of the human race, but I can't bring myself to hit on a total stranger. However, my best friend-slash-colleague Vince Carson thinks I should do more than talk to the guy. In fact, he's borderline obsessive about "getting me laid". (His words.) But the more time we spend together, the more it's clear: The one I'm falling for is Vince.

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.

Warning: one dirty-talking detective and one feisty crime lab technician collide in the second installment to the sizzling NOLA Heart series! Mixing business with pleasure just got a little hotter down in the Big Easy... Nathan Danvers has cultivated a certain, sexy reputation among the ladies in New Orleans. As a former marine and current detective for the New Orleans PD, Nathan is just fine with being the guy women take home to bed, but not the guy they take home to meet the parents. It’s exactly what he wants - until he spots the black-haired beauty, Jade. Jade Harper is over men.

Twelve years and too many pairs of stilettos later, Shaelyn Lawrence is back where she started: New Orleans. She's returned only to take care of her grandmother, and after that? She's out, hopefully long before she sees irresistible Brady Taylor, the boy who stomped all over her heart. But when a family member approaches her for help, there's only one person she can to turn to...and he's just as infuriatingly sexy as she remembers. Oh boy. New Orleans Detective Brady Taylor has his sights on the finish line: getting promoted to sergeant.

Lena ist eine der Letzten ihrer Art: Sie glaubt an Romantik - und an Bücher. Am liebsten versinkt sie in Liebesgeschichten, doch um mit ihrem kleinen Buchladen zu überleben, muss sie mehr bieten. Also organisiert sie eine Lesung mit dem Erfolgsautor Benjamin Floros, der behauptet, den alles entscheidenden Algorithmus für die Liebe entdeckt zu haben. Prompt geraten sich die beiden in die Haare - bis Benjamin darauf wettet, dass Lena mit seiner Formel den Mann fürs Leben findet. Trotzig lässt sich Lena auf das Experiment ein - und erlebt ein echtes Dating-Abenteuer.

Beatrice Baker may be a struggling artist, but she believes all hardships have silver linings...until she follows her boyfriend to New Orleans and finds him with another woman. Instead of turning those lemons into lemonade, she drinks lemon drop martinis and keys the wrong man's car. Now she works for Huxley Marlow of the Marvelous Marlow Boys, getting shoved in boxes as an on-stage magician's assistant. A cool job for some, but Bea's been coerced into the role to cover her debt. She also maybe fantasizes about her boss' adept hands and what else they can do