Risultati per "move with" in Romanzo d'amore

Ryan: I'm the newest Captain of the Devils, Chicago's NBA team, and the last thing I needed this year was for Indy Ivers, my sister's best friend, to move into my apartment. She's messy, emotional, and way too tempting. But when the team's General Manager vocalizes his blatant disapproval of my promotion to Captain, referring to me as an unapproachable lone wolf with no work-life balance, I can't think of a better way to convince him otherwise than pretending to date my outgoing roommate. The only problem? Faking it feels far too natural.

Der Tik-Tok-Erfolg als Hörbuch! Als größter Fan romantischer Komödien lebt Liz Buxbaum wie die Hauptdarstellerin in einem Liebesfilm. Aber das Wichtigste fehlt noch: ihr Mr Right für den Abschlussball. Da taucht ihr Kindheits-Crush Michael Young auf, und das Happy End scheint in greifbarer Nähe. Blöd nur, dass Michael sie immer noch als niedliche und verschrobene »kleine Liz« sieht. Damit sich das ändert, schließt sie einen Pakt mit ihrem nervtötenden Nachbarn Wes Bennett. An der Seite des bei allen anderen beliebten Bad Boys öffnen sich nun mal Türen.

Trust me—if there's one thing I'm not attracted to, it's the shrieking, overly-dramatic shrew that's taken over my sister's apartment. And what is up with her hair? I know what I want; an easy, uncomplicated lay—and Cecelia Carter sure as shit isn't one. But I never could resist a challenge, and vow to wipe that condescending grin off her pretty face. Aw, shit. Did I just call her pretty?

Do I want to move in with my ex-fiancé? No. But will it probably end up being a good thing? Also no. Because the truth is, I'm still in love with Jude Anthony. It doesn't matter that it's been years since we've spoken or that he was the one who walked out on me. It's hard to stay mad when I understand why he did what he did. But I need a place to stay, at least until I can find something new. So I'll keep my walls up, keep my distance, and everything will be fine. I'm sure Jude doesn't have feelings for me anymore, so there's nothing to worry about. My heart is perfectly safe.

Studious and sensible, the only thing Molly Wakefield wants to do is get through senior year and graduate. That, and hit the beach in her spare time. Maybe even read a book or two. And things are going great—until the day she catches Weston McGrath, handsome star athlete and scholar, spying on her in study hall. A tad creepy? Maybe. Thrilling? Absolutely. Why? Because Weston McGrath is one guy no one can get close to. Despite her efforts to avoid him, Molly and Weston form an unlikely friendship. But it's a friendship that comes with a price—because Weston cannot stop screwing up.

When one of his best guys calls in sick, he's happy to lend a hand. The client is paying top dollar for kid gloves, and they'll need all the help they can get. That's when he meets Wren York, a pampered princess who thinks she can do his job better than him. She's an uptight control freak who needs to supervise every move he makes. She's cute but insufferable. Hot but a colossal pain in the butt. He just wants to do his job and go home. But she's making it impossible. If only he could figure her out. If only he could make her smile. Because the longer he stays, the more he's tempted.

Nel '68, a soli diciassette anni, Angela conosce Luca durante un ballo ed è un vero colpo di fulmine. Spesso lui gira attorno al vicolo di casa di lei e lancia alla finestra lettere d'amore. Ma d'un tratto sparisce e lei si rattrista. Ma, data la sua giovane età, dopo qualche mese smaltisce le sue pene e decide, assieme alla sua migliore amica, di iscriversi all'Università di Firenze. È proprio il periodo degli anni di piombo.

When Lexi Blake was 12 years old, a fortune teller gave her the following cryptic message: In your 30th year, once the dog jumps over you, your life will change in the most unexpected ways.

Abigail Darlington will never be "that" girl. You know the one: that girl on campus, confident in her own skin. Always saying the right things. Putting herself out there. Knows how to talk to a guy without stammering. Abby is fine being the wallflower in her circle of outgoing, beautiful friends; she would rather read about a sexy book boyfriend than actually have a live, breathing one. Star goaltender for the university's hockey team, Caleb is quiet and broody, preferring the solitude of his orderly, regimented life. He doesn't like or need people—and plans to keep it that way.

She wrote the book - literally - on finding the right mate. But does she really understand what love's about? Five hours before her Nantucket beach wedding - and on the eve of her big book launch - celebrity marriage counselor Kate Lawrence has everything in place. Everything, that is, but the groom. She might not have a career, either, when her nationwide audience finds out their marriage guru has been left at the altar.

He's Hollywood's biggest star. She wouldn't know him from the pizza delivery guy. I'm a wildlife biologist in a tiny mountain town, not some kind of law-breaking celebrity stalker. At least not on purpose. It was an accident when I wandered onto the property of one of Hollywood's hottest movie stars. Five minutes ago, I'd never even heard of Flint Hawthorne. I definitely didn't know he lives in Silver Creek.

Adjonis Keh (the "d" is silent) is a successful actor who apparently has everything: looks, adoration, a shelf filled with acting awards, and all the vanilla yogurt he can eat (thanks to a hefty endorsement deal). He also has a dark secret: he can't act. So far, he has managed to fool the world...

Quellcrist King has been playing a part his entire life. The more famous he becomes, the more he hides. The only person he ever let see the real him rose with him from nothing to the very top. They were the king and queen of Hollywood - and then she wanted a divorce. The only way to survive his depression is to bury himself in work. If he can be a character, maybe he won't have to remember himself. A gay role can't be any different than playing a straight one, can it?

Social butterfly. Life of the party. Single for life. While all my friends were busy getting married and making babies, I was happy I wasn't one of them. A series of life-altering events put me on a collision course with Rori O'Shea, the sexiest Irishman I've ever met, and also the grumpiest. We clashed at first sight and yet, ended up striking a bargain. He needs a fake girlfriend, and I need a guide in Ireland.

Tuesday Reynolds’s dreamy life in Manhattan has gone belly-up. Ditched by her college sweetheart and with her Wall Street banking job at risk, she’s off to London to prove herself to a new CEO. Plans change when Tuesday meets Ben Kelley, a wealthy, scowly, and movie-star-handsome stranger. He’s just missing one thing to make his professional dreams come true. What does Ben need? Oh, just a fake fiancée to impress a duke and duchess.

Falling for my brother's best friend was not on my to-do list . . . But neither was kissing him the night before he was traded to a team across the country. Clearly, I didn't think things through and I spent the past decade trying to bury the memory of him. He left and I had no choice but to move on after he seemingly forgot about me. I dove headfirst into my career and after a failed relationship left me a single mom, I had no time for any other distractions that came my way.

I haven't been prepared to build relationships, to no longer be alone. And he doesn't like the fact that my heart doesn't belong to him anymore. Hidden truths are looming, ready to strike and shatter me as everyone uncovers more about my past. I thought I was rebuilding trust and finding love again. But how can I do that now, when the threat is hanging over my head once more? Should we confront this challenge together, or would it be safer for me to start over again? Is the love we've discovered enough to protect us?

A dutiful lady's maid, Miss Madeline Atwater knows precisely what her future holds: countless nights of dressing her mistress in silk gowns, pinning her hair in elegant curls, and selecting the perfect pair of slippers before sending her off to the ball. But Madeline harbors a secret dream. Just once, she'd like to be the one who attends the grand party—and tonight could be her chance. All she needs to do is borrow her mistress's cast-off dress and sneak downstairs during the Twelfth Night Ball . . .

Growing up gay in the White House hasn't been easy for Rafael Castillo. Codenamed "Valor" by the Secret Service, Rafa feels anything but brave as he hides in the closet and tries to stay below the radar in his last year of college. Once his family's out of the spotlight, he can be honest with his conservative parents about his sexuality and his dream of being a chef. It's definitely not part of Rafa's plan to get a new Secret Service agent who's a walking wet dream, but he's made it this long keeping his desires to himself.

When I accepted the offer to work on a movie set, I had no idea I was agreeing to be the lead actor's fake girlfriend. If I'd known, there's no way I would've played along. Not after what he did to me. To everyone else, Ian Brock is a Hollywood star. The life of the party. The guy next door with a smile to melt ice cream. To me, he's the ex who broke my heart. But the years have done nothing to ruin how good-looking, charming, or funny he is. And the more we pretend to be a couple, the more obvious it becomes that our chemistry is back.