Ergebnis für "Yours, Truly" in Liebeskomödie

The first time I met Miles Aldrich, he stole my cupcakes. The second time, I handed him a bill for what he owed me. He's a billionaire after all. He can afford it. The third time we met… well, that was the biggest surprise of all. I walked into his office looking for help with a business plan. But I somehow walked out with a fake boyfriend. Miles claims the plan is simple: he'll lend me his powerful family's reputation by posing as my boyfriend. I'll gain important contacts, and he'll have someone by his side so he doesn't have to make excuses for why he's not dating anyone.

When responsible Kat lets her hair down for one night, she meets a gorgeous stranger who really likes the new her. After an enchanting evening together, Kat gets an early morning call into work by a panicked boss. Knowing that she must see him again, she leaves a letter for the sleeping hunk and signs it, "Yours Truly, Kat", not realizing that's the only part of the note that will survive. However, there are other consequences to her night of fun, especially when she finally meets up with her one-night stand...

A new, emotionally riveting, sexy standalone romance by New York Times best-selling author Melissa Foster. Watch mysteriously sexy Bear Whiskey claw his way to his happily-ever-after with sassy, rebellious Crystal Moon. Eight months is a long damn time to have the hots for a woman who keeps a guy at arm's length. But Crystal Moon is no ordinary woman. She's a sinfully sexy, sass-mouthed badass, and the subject of Bear Whiskey's midnight fantasies. She's also one of his closest friends.

When Sameera Malik and Tom Cooke meet at a ho-hum holiday party, neither is looking for romance. Sameera’s working ridiculous hours at her law firm and healing from heartache while navigating a recently resolved family estrangement. Tom’s hustling to turn his social media stardom into a real career while fending off his family’s demands to give up his chef dreams and move back home. The two share a few laughs and a samosa-making lesson and go their separate ways.

La vida de la doctora Briana Ortiz va cuesta abajo. Está a punto de oficializarse su divorcio, a su hermano se le acaba el tiempo para conseguir un donante y ese ascenso que tanto deseaba se lo va a llevar, casi seguro, ese doctor nuevo que al que no soporta. Sin embargo, justo cuando ella ya está preparada para diagnosticar un caso de odio a primera vista, Jacob Maddox le envía una carta. Una preciosa que demuestra que, en realidad, no es el diablo.

I swear I only asked one hot hockey-playing friend to give me romance lessons for the week, but three hockey stars volunteered. The post breakup plan was simple escape from my toxic ex to a vacation rental and stay far away from men. But thanks to a booking snafu I'm accidentally sharing it with three hot hockey players. One's flirty, one's broody, one's a cheeky Brit, and they're all the most attentive men I've ever met.

Full disclosure: Before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer - because it was free. I think it's important to be open and honest with your coworkers, don't you? So here I am, being open and honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide. I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist?

Pretending to date my rich, sexy, and caring friend Gabriel could grant us the deal of a lifetime . . . or ruin my chances of ever running my family's company. Gabe is handsome and surprisingly down to earth for a billionaire. Teaming up with him for a massive project shouldn't have required us to fake a relationship. My machista Latine family is to blame for forcing us into it. They think my goal should be to settle down and make babies, not run a corporation. But I won't let anything come between me and my career plans . . .