Ergebnis für "Penelope" in Liebeskomödie

Das Warten hat ein Ende: Die TikTok-Sensation der New-York-Times-Bestsellerautorin Penelope Douglas endlich auf Deutsch! Wir waren perfekt füreinander – bis wir uns trafen. Misha und Ryen sind Brieffreunde. Sie haben sich über Jahre hinweg all ihre Geheimnisse, Sorgen und Wünsche anvertraut – und sie haben drei Regeln: kein Kontakt im echten Leben, keine sozialen Medien und keine Bilder. Denn das, was sie miteinander haben, ist perfekt. Warum es also ruinieren?

Who doesn't love a perfect wedding? James "The Wedding Wrecker" Carter. That's who. His mission is to expose cheaters, liars, and frauds before they can say "I do." And he's frustratingly good at his job. And me? I'm Emma Marshall, wedding planner extraordinaire who happens to believe in things like happily ever afters, love, and the power of a perfect wedding. Or at least I did until a certain wedding wrecker gave me the best night of my life, then wrecked my biggest wedding, along with my career, the following day.

My love story all started with a letter. Only it wasn’t from the man I’d eventually fall in love with. It was from his daughter. A sweet little girl named Birdie Maxwell who’d written to the magazine that I worked for. You see, once a year my employer fulfilled a few wishes for readers. Only that column didn’t start up again for months. So I fulfilled some of her wishes myself. It was harmless…so I thought. Until one day I took things too far. While anonymously granting yet another of Birdie’s wishes, I got a look at her father.

Wenn aus Spiel Ernst wird... Obwohl Molly eigentlich eine weibliche Mitbewohnerin sucht, knickt sie ein, als der charmante Declan Tate an ihre Tür klopft - seinen leckeren Cupcakes kann sie einfach nicht widerstehen. Doch der junge Marketing-Experte entpuppt sich als Glücksgriff: unkompliziert, humorvoll und Molly versteht sich auf Anhieb mit ihm. Aber mehr als Freundschaft ist auf keinen Fall drin, sind sie doch beide an jemand anderem interessiert.

My teammates can't know how much she tempts me. Her brother certainly can't know the things I'm imagining doing to her. We'll both keep pretending we're just having fun, even when she winds up sharing my bed in secret. We both agree it's harmless. Just casual. But when her old life comes calling, will I keep pretending, or will I put it all on the line?

Rule number one for dating your best friend’s sister: Don’t. Just don’t do it. Especially when your best friend is dead and the last thing he made you promise him was that you’d keep an eye on his little sister, but not too good of an eye.

For some reason, my new boss has it out to get me. Innocent little me? I'm just a petite, talented, darling little thorn in his side. Okay, my words, not his. But he can't fire me unless I quit—long story. The joke's on him because I couldn't even quit chewing gum, let alone my dream job. So, I thought I had it handled.

Seven years ago, my best friends and I made a promise: No matter what, we would never date one of the King brothers. Even if they grew up to become megafamous, gorgeous, heart-stopping billionaires. Even if they crawled on their knees and begged for forgiveness. But guess who just flew back into our lives in a private jet? And guess who just showed up to my job on my first day? Richard. King. Fortunately, it takes two seconds for Richard to reveal he hasn’t changed. Conceited. Cocky. Rude. Unfortunately, he’s also the kind of gorgeous that’s borderline offensive.

In this sweet, low-spice rom-com, an eternally sunshiny woman attempts to pull a hardened grump out of the shadows and find love again within a fun musical theater backdrop. The world could do with a little more kindness and positivity and random acts of singing, don't you think? Dear Reader, My...

Seven years ago, I swore I'd never date Nick King. Ever. Now I'm supposed to work under him - and no, despite the way he glares like he wants to strip me bare, I mean he'll be my boss. But what better way to prove I'm really over him, right? I was a nerdy overachiever in high school, and Nick was my hopeless crush. I even laminated a note he passed to me; granted, I had a thing for laminators, but that's beside the point. Now, my only shot at getting my life back on track is to crawl to him on my knees and pray I nail the interview.

Lisa McCormick has every tournament timed to the minute, every bracket color-coded, and zero patience for chaos. When the casino’s flagship event falters, management parachutes in its most unpredictable variable: Caleb, a gorgeous, reckless gambler whose “go with your gut” style gives Lisa hives. Babysitting him was not in her rescue plan. But the numbers don’t lie—and Lisa’s models start flagging a pattern that smells like sabotage. To save the tournament (and their jobs), the rule-book queen and the risk-taking rogue strike a truce: her precision plus his people-reading instincts.

When my cheating ex destroyed my life, I did what any reasonable woman would do—I dove headfirst into a petty revenge scheme. After all, I've always been more of a 'go down swinging' kind of girl. My brilliant plan? Deliver hate notes to my ex's biggest business rival until he's so fed up he hires me just to make it stop.

Tori Fields isn't the adventurous type. As a lifestyle journalist, she prefers reporting from behind her laptop rather than getting tangled up in the chaos of city life. But when she's tasked with reviewing L.A.'s most famous bungalows for an edgy magazine feature, Tori finds herself on a whirlwind road trip with the last person she expects—Jamie Rivera, a rugged surfer with a knack for challenging her comfort zone. From vintage hideaways in Venice Beach to glittering retreats in Hollywood, Tori and Jamie navigate a hilarious string of mishaps, chance encounters, and sizzling chemistry.

Divorced single mom Dee has never much believed in fate until now, but something about the charming and adorably awkward flirt, Rhodes, has her intrigued and wanting to know more. Widowed dad Rhodes has no idea who he’s about to meet on the blind date his son set up but can’t stop thinking about the food vlogger he’s been crushing on like a hormonal teenager.

I don't do casual hookups, so I have no idea what to expect when I meet not one, but three hot guys who are into me. I'm an introverted, failing-book-shop-owning, romance-writer wanna be. But after my dating disaster at a hockey game all caught on the jumbotron I somehow have the attention of three men. Nathan Armstrong is the hot, older, sophisticated billionaire owner of the team.

After Cade King cost me everything, I vowed I’d never fall for him again - even if he became rich and megafamous. Go figure. Now Cade is back with his billion-dollar company...and his ability to radiate attraction like a tempting Wi-Fi hotspot. Not to mention his tendency to have worse impulse control than a chimpanzee. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it a little when I arrested him for disorderly conduct. Unfortunately, I think Cade liked it a little too. So when he asks for my help, I know exactly what I should say. But something’s fried the circuits in my brain.

A festive treat from the author of the best-selling I Heart series. After the crazy six months she's had, if there was a "clear history" button for your life, Tess Brookes would be the first in line to press it. When the opportunity arises to join her best friend, Amy, in New York for Christmas, Tess jumps at the chance. The only slight hitch is that Nick, the man who broke her heart, lives there. And Charlie, the man she turned down, has just started talking to her again.

I don’t do casual hookups. Never have. Not even with the three supposed-to-be one-night stands I had six months ago. They all turned into the loves of my life. But now I know exactly what to do with the three hot guys I met at that serendipitous hockey game. Love them. Forever. At least that’s the plan.

He’s not your average Joe from the corner bar. He’s the heir to the crown. I should know, I’ve followed him for years. All my studying of the man who plays a starring role in my dreams pays off when I win a dinner with him. As if that wasn’t enough, he barters a deal with me that has him moving into my spare guest room. I forgot that fairy tales don’t exist though because just as I’m about to get everything I want, including the prince, I find out there’s someone in Prince Adrian Marx’s life I don’t know - his fiancée.

I don't want a new roommate. I especially don't want a new roommate who's loud, mouthy, and so painfully hot I can't keep my eyes off her. Not that I'm interested in Mira Evans. She's made it very clear that she agrees with the ex who famously broke up with me for being "too basic." But Mira breaks her ankle a few hours after moving in, and a couple of days later we're stuck in an elevator . . . in the dark. Now, this woman I wanted to avoid knows more about me than some of my best friends.