Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Commedia romantica

When our fate changed and our paths crossed again, nothing prepared me for the punch to the heart when I saw him...or his anger and bitterness. He was no longer the boy I once knew but a hardened Olympic swimmer with life goals that no longer aligned with mine. All because I lied. But sometimes, hiding the truth was necessary, especially when it freed someone you loved to reach their aspirations and dreams. It’s said that time heals all wounds, but I found was that it can also create an enemy.

Hayes may think he can show up at our home, fling a contract in my face, and I’ll drop to my knees and thank him for saving the day, but he’s got it all wrong. However, we’re forced to spend time together, giving me a glimpse into the grumpy man behind the suit. There's more to him than I imagined, especially when I learn why he needs this job. Soon, I can’t deny the chemistry that sizzles between us, but he’s the enemy. Wanting him should be wrong.

How difficult could it be pretending to be in love with a virtual stranger? I’ll do anything to get my trust fund on my twenty-fifth birthday, even if it means striking a deal with the new barista. My parents think they can manipulate me into being the robot they deem acceptable to society by withholding my trust fund, but the joke’s on them if they think I’ll give in to their demands.

I'm broke and need a job fast. The best tattoo artist in the Pacific Northwest is hiring a manager for his tattoo shop. So I don't have any experience... A few lies on my resume can fix that. Anyway, how hard can it be? I get the job and quickly find out that running a tattoo shop is very hard. Especially dealing with my new wild, brooding boss. He's an orc. An orc with a fiery temper. He's not all bad, though, with a deep love for his three black cats. But for me? Not so much.

With a glitter-sneezing caticorn and a thriving business, all Rosalyn needs is a romance as sweet as her baking. When a mysterious Rune Elf strides into Moonshine Hollow, bringing secrets and devastating charm, her perfectly measured life crumbles faster than a day-old scone. Bjorn is no ordinary elf. A secret prince looking for an escape, he's determined to forge his own path far from the expectations of his royal family. When he's tasked with helping a wild unicorn herd suffering from chaotic magic, he's relieved to focus on creatures instead of people.

Ice dancer Piper Wyndell-Hamilton has only ever wanted one thing: a gold medal at the Winter Olympic Games. But when she and her partner are ripped off at a regular season competition, she can't hold back her emotions. She absolutely loses it, screaming that she hates figure skating and crying that the results were rigged.

Maddie's life is a mess. Homeless, heartbroken, and ready to give up on her dream of running her own dating agency, she's desperate for a way out. Thank goodness there's a solution to all her problems, and his name is Matthew Payne. After all, having a famous, sexy hockey player as a best friend has to have perks, right? Like the use of his guest room when she has no place to stay, and his handsome face for an ad campaign.

I was not supposed to fall for my sister's hot guitarist, Jareth Grayson. I wasn't supposed to kiss him, either. But mistakes were made. Asking my gay best friend to pose as my boyfriend at my sister's wedding is an act of desperation meant to keep me out of Jareth's arms. Until it fails spectacularly. My bestie is MIA as soon as we land, and I'm pretty sure Jareth is stalking me. It's the only explanation for why I keep ending up in his arms.

Ellie Montgomery has worked her entire life for this moment—taking the ice not as a player, but as the assistant coach of the NHL's Green Bay Bobcats. She'll finally be able to prove to everyone that she belongs in this world. A man's world. Lincoln Scott has fought through adversity and against all odds to become the youngest NHL head coach in history. With much to prove, they are both ready to show the world they've earned their spots. Only their dreams quickly turn into nightmares.

When Herschel Greenfield achieved his dream of becoming an astronaut and going on space missions, he thought he knew the risks—but he never expected his splashdown would go wrong and he'd nearly drown. He tells everyone he's fine, but if that's true, then why can't get into the ocean? Somehow, some way, he needs to conquer his fear so that he can continue going into space.

Briar Pendelton is new to Lassiter, and he's determined to get into Alpha Tau. Even if that means lying about already having passed his LSAT and doing stupid pledge stunts like dressing as a sorority girl. Besides, he's always looked killer in a skirt. Casey Hill has been pledge master of Alpha Tau for two years. Keeping a bunch of pledges in line is a bit like herding cats, but Casey's got it down to a fine art. When Briar sashays into their fraternity with eyeliner, attitude, and legs for miles, Casey is thrown for a loop.

Ava Bellerose may use men to charge up her healing magic, but that doesn't mean she wants to date one. She's fine living life as a single witch working a day job as a college librarian and spending nights as the masked performer, Pearl, at The Jewelry Box. Every routine on the stage means more magic power in the bank, courtesy of the customers craving her body. One man in particular can't seem to get enough. Ava finds perverse pleasure in ignoring his money and denying him anything more than a distant dance with zero eye contact.

To me, that's all Lucian Aston is—a highly sophisticated, posh Englishman who stars in my daydreams. Mostly because of the way he views me as a loud, boisterous, no-nonsense surgical nurse he's stuck touring London and Paris with up to the day of his groundbreaking surgery. Until then, we've got a lot of downtime to kill. So, it's only natural that I put my best foot forward to get to know him a little better. Problem is Lucian has no intention of taking a single step in his fancy wingtips to meet me halfway. That is until we strike our deal.

It never fails that I always get into awkward situations, like accusing the deputy at my front door of being a stripper and then asking if he’s going to arrest me when he shows up at school the next day…to pick up his nephew. Nate seems unamused by my antics, but when we start to work together, we’re forced to spend time with one another.

Whoever invented joint bachelor parties never planned one with their ex. I should’ve known I couldn’t avoid seeing Hudson Remington again for the rest of my life, especially when we share best friends who are getting married. Does that mean I’m prepared to run into him? Nope. Not one bit. I am less prepared when my best friend requests he and I plan a joint bachelor party. Of course I’d be stuck with the man who broke my heart. Why would the universe stop at a simple encounter?

My priorities were instilled in me early on—family and football. Those ideals led me to TGU and a coach whose ironclad principles mirrored my own. With one last college season to play, my goal was singular—get drafted. By realizing my NFL dream, I could save my family, our ranch, and the only home I’d ever known. Two birds, one ball. Playing hard was my only option, but there’s always a wild card. For all of my planning and hard work, I never anticipated falling for the coach's daughter.

"Open an artists’ colony on a beautiful coastal island," they said. "It’ll be fun," they said. They haven’t met Sawyer Hendricks, the gorgeous, growly celebrity chef who claims he owns the dream hotel that I just inherited. They haven’t been terrorized by a flock of foul-mouthed feral parrots. They haven’t run smack up against a cranky gang of geriatric islanders who will stop at nothing to ensure that life on Rocky Shoals never changes. They haven't surprised Sawyer in his birthday suit in the foyer of what should be an empty mansion.

An arranged marriage isn’t the worst fate for a princess like me. Especially because I’ve been in love with my intended groom since we were children. But when my prince shows up with an American girlfriend instead of an engagement ring, all arrangements are off. The clock is nearing midnight; I won’t turn into a pumpkin, but if I’m not wed by summer’s end, I’ll forfeit my kingdom. Just your typical royal dilemma. Out of sheer desperation, I make a deal with a devilish duke. Rafe de Silva is the prince’s rival and has a plan so ridiculous it just might work.

When Kacy Conner crashed her car into the side of my repair shop, I should have ignored it. Given the damage to the building and her car, I couldn’t. But I didn’t have to offer her a place to stay. None of it had to do with her being stranded in our small town or those beautiful blue eyes. And it certainly did not have to do with her contagious laughter or the fact that she’s crazy sexy and feisty. I’m lying. It has everything to do with her. Now, I have to think of a reason to make her stay beyond the two weeks it takes to fix her car.

They said write what you know so that's what I did. I wrote dirty, I wrote erotic, I wrote the truth. And then they called me a liar. But it's not me who's lying, it's them. Our story isn't for everyone. It's not even for us. So if you're looking for the fairy tale and the stupid prince on his dumb white horse, move along. You've got a hold of the wrong book. This is not your story, this is not your life, and this is not your opportunity to dip your frightened little toe into the dark pool of water and "try new things" and then pull it out and decide... #NotForMe.