Showing results for "Kelley" in Romantic Comedy

My life's defined by my long career as a quarterback. I'm determined to have a great season because I'm not sure how many I have left. But when I slam into gorgeous reporter Kelsey Cole on the sidelines, my focus on the game takes a backseat to my fascination with her. She's tiny, smart, fierce, and makes me feel young again. There's only one problem: she hates football—with good reason, too. Still, you don't become a champion quarterback without learning how to fight for what you want. Football's always come first, but Kelsey might be the one to change that.

One night of fun turns into a morning of regret when I wake up hungover, fully clothed, and next to muscle-bound wide receiver Ty Matthews… and a phone full of evidence of our Elvis-ordained nuptials. Talk about bad choices: I can be kicked off the team for talking to a football player, much less marrying one. After a night of spilling my darkest secrets, even playboy Ty knows exactly how to persuade me to stay married to him—he promises to fund my small business dreams if I convince his parents we're together. Our so-called agreement is already off to a crazy start.

I can't believe my luck when I inherit a bookstore in the cute little town of New Hopewell. It certainly helps that brawny brewery owner Aiden has appointed himself my own personal guide to New Hopewell and small-business mentor. I didn't get this bookstore because I have a long-lost relative, but because I'm a witch. And my job isn't just recommending stellar reads, nope, it's to rid the cute bookstore of evil spirits that threaten the entire town. Good thing I've got a sassy talking cat and a hot brewery owner to help—and maybe even a few witchy friends of my own.

Ted Lasso meets How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days in this steamy sports romance about an infamous star soccer player who is forced to fake date a Hollywood starlet, only to develop real feelings for her—just as she learns he was pretending and vows to get even. Abigail Hunt’s Hollywood dreams...

I'm done juggling dead-end jobs and deadbeat boyfriends. It's time to nail down my goal of owning a hotel—and fix my friendship with my ex-best friend, Jack Colson. He's a big-shot investor, and I'm going to need one. Nailing him barely crosses my mind. I might actually get my life in order, especially if I snag the deep (and deeply weird) discount for staying an entire weekend at my dream property. It's hard not to fall in love with the place.

Love blogger Kate Bell is finished with men—especially the hot ones. Of course her only chance to save her career requires snagging an interview with the man who literally wrote the book on love, reclusive and super-sexy relationship expert Jake Wright. Who happens to be her boss's brother. The last thing Jake Wright wants is to be dragged back into the spotlight as a bachelor for his sister's dating website. But when a sweet and sexy blogger crashes onto his island in the middle of a storm worse than his love life, keeping his hands off proves to be a challenge.

By-the-book Marianne McBride wants to prove she's more than a computer geek in a pair of horn-rimmed glasses. But how did she end up hiding in a cake, waiting to sing "Happy Birthday" to Nick Wright, a sexy and arrogant serial-dater? Not exactly part of her plan. Especially when she finds herself kissing the birthday boy, and then running like hell....

My life should be fantastic—but my dream job comes with a nightmare boss, my awesome apartment has a creepy landlord, and my friends are all too busy for us to do much of anything. So when my car breaks down on a lonely back road just as a freak snowstorm hits the Philly area, it's the icing on the cake. And who should show up but my college grump of an ex-boyfriend: Jacob Matthews, star tight-end for the Wilmington Beavers.

I only pretend to be the town psychic—which means my crystal ball never told me I'd be moving in with my elderly aunt and dealing with her hot, grumpy neighbor. Sure, she's hilarious, and she's letting me stay in her tiny guest house in return for dealing with her "ghost problem." The catch? I don't really believe in the supernatural. Even worse, Ward Carlisle, her hunky neighbor, is a real pain in my pumpkin patch. The fact our families have been feuding over some land for centuries doesn't help, either.