Showing results for "Reed" in Romantic Comedy

When Olivia Anderson gets left at the altar, she decides to do what all modern women do—hit up Google. When a couple of searches land her in a support group for jilted brides, she immediately takes the reins and decides they all deserve revenge on their exes.

I’ve got plenty of reasons to hate Sebastian Monroe, the sexy lead singer of Heat Lightning: 1.) He doesn’t remember our soul-scorching kiss 10 years ago. 2.) He very rudely refused to play at my hometown’s 300th-anniversary celebration. And 3.) He’s a hotel trashing, arrogant, hot mess. Really hot. Sooo hot....

Working for Chase Lancaster was supposed to catapult my marketing career. Instead, I'm trapped in personal-assistant hell. His hobbies include barking orders, torpedoing my advertising campaigns, and reducing the office staff to tears. On a good day, he acts like I’m invisible. On a bad day, I remind myself arsenic is not an acceptable sweetener for coffee. And prison orange would be murder on my complexion. Imagine my surprise when Chase follows me home to Bitter End, North Carolina, where I'm about to endure my ex-fiancé's wedding.

Bailey Renshaw is my best friend - she’s kind, sweet as a peach, and so beautiful it should be a crime. Since we were kids I’ve wanted her, and once when we were nothing more than teenagers, I kissed her. It was the first mistake I ever made in our friendship. Giving her my heart and hoping she felt the same way were my second and third. One Earth-shattering night together and I knew nothing would ever be the same. Friends, or lovers? I don’t know what we are anymore. The rules no longer apply to us.

When it comes to sexy oil baron Grant Kingsley, you can leave out the drilling jokes—I’ve heard them all before. The question is, how did I, mayor of a tiny island on the Forgotten Coast of Florida, end up working directly under him? And why does my mind go to the most inappropriate places every time I ask myself that question? And what would he look like without that custom-tailored wool suit and expression of insufferable arrogance?

"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.

Arrogant. Impatient. Distractingly sexy. Mega-successful department store magnate Blake Hudson is everything I’m not looking for. Unfortunately, I may have ruined his life a little bit when I got creative on my first day as a personal shopper. And unless I want to see my new career go up in flames, I’m stuck with the world’s smuggest billionaire until I fix everything I’ve broken.

The contract says I have to get fake-married to a Witlocke. It doesn't say which Witlocke. Apparently, any stuck-up jerk whose last name begins with W and ends with E will do. Oops, was that my out loud voice? Enter my nemesis, sinfully sexy tech mogul Donovan. We’ve been mortal enemies since third grade, but he’s all too willing to meet me at the altar, for reasons he refuses to share with me. Whatever he's planning for me, it can’t be good.

Er ist ihr bester Freund und einfach aus ihrem Leben verschwunden. Sie hat auf ihn gewartet und ist noch unberührt. Jetzt ist er zurück ... REA. Nach der Rückkehr meines besten Freundes Levi sage ich in letzter Minute meine Hochzeit ab. Plötzlich lebe ich in Chicago und teile mir mit ihm eine Wohnung. Dabei weckt er schon lange gefährliche Gefühle in mir, die ich keinesfalls für ihn haben sollte. Im Gegensatz zu mir glaubt Levi nicht an die große Liebe. Und wie würde er erst reagieren, wenn ich ihm mein größtes Geheimnis verrate? Denn ich bin noch unberührt ... LEVI.