Showing results by publisher "Podium Audio" in Romantic Comedy

Natalie Bennett has a plan: survive her big sister's Christmas Eve wedding, avoid her estranged father, and absolutely do not fall apart in front of the ex she walked away from...even if he does look annoyingly good in red velvet.

Clark Griswold was onto something...at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER.

Pretty, pretentious little liars. I’m surrounded by them everywhere I turn. But I’m learning not everything is as it seems. The ones who I thought were my enemies have become my greatest allies. And the ones who I severely underestimated turned out to be much eviler than I could’ve ever imagined. They say money can’t buy happiness. Well...I’m here to tell you, it can certainly broker a deal with a devil. And the funny thing about dealing with devils? They always come to collect. Too bad for them, I’m going to put up one helluva fight.

Waking up to his one-night stand trying to flee the scene, Reid sits back to enjoy the show. This blond boy is all snark and quick-wit, but there's an awkward side to him that intrigues Reid enough to want to con him into a second date. After numerous failed attempts, Atticus reluctantly agrees to an on-the-spot date, and things get quirky from there. A philosophy major and a wayward son, these two work through their differences, battling red flags and a slew of Tuesdays that have them bonding in ways they never saw coming.

Dean Evans is the worst. Not only does the devil in disguise steal my pie on a regular basis, he also lives in the apartment right. Next. Door. I see him all the time. At the mailboxes. In the elevator. Every single morning. It's exhausting because he's exhausting. Now, after setting his apartment on fire, he's my roommate, and he's the worst at that, too. I don't know what possessed me to let him stay with me. Pity, perhaps? I do know that I won't be falling for his charm.

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 don't date hockey players. I never have and never will. That is why I've brushed off this specific player who has continued to try to get my attention. The thing with this specific player is that he can't stand my brother. His teammate. And I can't stand him. Colton Wheeler is persistent, and even if it's just using me to get under my brother's skin, he's determined to wear me down. The chemistry between us is tangible, no matter how much I want to deny it.

I'm Tommy Schneider, the most feared player in the NHL with a last name to match my bad boy reputation. Only, I'm the better, stronger, faster version of my estranged dad. Everything in my life I control with expert precision—from the hits I land in fights to the tattoos covering my body. Nothing and no one can get the better of me. I'm impermeable, a wall of steel that's as cold as it is opaque. So when my trade to the New York Blades is met with controversy, it's fair to say I'm unbothered. The recently appointed General Manager expects a brutal enforcer, and that's exactly what he'll get.

She wasn't just an assistant—she was his greatest asset. Ansel Tyler has the perfect assistant—smart, dedicated, and secretly in love with him. But when jealous colleagues whisper in his ear, he makes a cruel mistake, deciding to let Neha Rao go once he secures his promotion. Neha never expected forever, but she didn't expect disrespect, either. When she overhears Ansel saying he intends to fire her once he gets his shiny new Vice President title, she refuses to wait for the inevitable and resigns.

Hunter Hutchin's success is due to one thing, and one thing only: his unerring focus on Beaten Path, the outdoor recreation company he built from the ground up after his first business was an utter failure. When his dad gets sick, Hunter is forced to go back to his hometown and prove once and for all that his father's belief in him wasn't for nothing. With illness looming, distractions are unacceptable.

It started innocently enough with a harmless inquiry about a cute guy at a coffee shop. The goal was to get back into the romance game. The search turned into a social media frenzy. #DesperatelySeekingDane was not available. Talk about a buzzkill. Just when I thought things couldn't become more dramatic, a TV production company reached out to me as a last-minute contestant in a dating contest because of my five minutes of online fame. It was an instant yes because one of the three bachelors was a major movie star and my lifelong crush.

Crashing into my brothers' best friends was a mistake. Letting them stay might be an even bigger one. After I rear-ended their truck, I thought I'd just get a lecture and be done. But when Dean, Reed, and Lennon decided to move onto our ranch to help out, things got complicated fast. They're not just here to work—they're here to keep an eye on me, whether I like it or not. Dean's gruff attitude could freeze over Hell—especially when he calls me reckless. He made it clear after the accident that he thinks I need supervision.

Miss Elizabeth Bennet, headstrong and witty, is about to unleash her undying admiration onto one unsuspecting Mr. Darcy. Mr. Darcy has one mission: To find the lady who bewitched him at the masquerade. Unfortunately, he is clueless to the fact that the masked Queen Elizabeth and Miss Elizabeth are one and the same, which naturally leads him to put his foot in his mouth—repeatedly—until nothing but the consumption of an unrivalled amount of humble pie will redeem him.

He crushed my heart when he was just an awkward teenager. Now that he's a ruthless, intimidatingly gorgeous billionaire CEO, he's determined to crush my dreams as well. This is the biggest break of my career. Everyone is relying on me to make the perfect pitch for the project. But, when the man to decide my fate strolls into the conference room, I struggle to remember my own name, let alone the presentation I've been preparing for weeks. To say I crash and burn is an understatement.

Josh kissed me like he meant it. Carter carried me to bed like he owned me. Mason whispered filthy things I still dream about. It was supposed to be one wild night. Not the one that knocked me up. Now I'm juggling cravings, secrets, and a coffee shop, I can't open alone while trying to keep my best friend from finding out I slept with all her brothers. Too late.

Bethany Thomas has life all figured out. She has a scent-sympathetic pack, a great job at the OMS, and the home of her dreams. Until she doesn't. After a betrayal she never saw coming, Bethany's life is turned upside down, and she finds a true scent match in the one place she never thought she'd...

Twelve years ago, I let her walk away. For one unforgettable summer, Charlie and I were inseparable—camp counselors sharing stolen laughs, late-night talks, and a bond so rare it left a mark. But when the summer ended, we said goodbye, thinking the world was too big for us to hold onto each other.

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?

She can't stand me. She also thinks she's got me all worked out. My Princess is determined to stay as far away from me as possible. Eighteen months ago, she wanted me, but now, she's convinced I'm bad news. The thing is an attraction like ours doesn't just fade, and my need for her has only grown stronger no matter how many times she offers me a scowl instead of her beautiful smile. We've been playing a game of cat and mouse since the day she wore my jersey, and fortunately for her, I love the chase.

It was a heat-of-the-moment agreement scribbled onto the back of a crinkled gas station receipt nine years ago. "If neither of us is married by age 30, we'll marry each other." Haha! So funny! Cash moved to a city 500 miles away, built his billion-dollar empire, and made a name for himself. Me? I stayed in our gossipy hometown, working a simple job and living a simple life. And we never discussed the marriage pact again. But I just turned the big three-oh, and Cash showed up at my door in the middle of a freaking rainstorm.