Showing results for "The Assistant" in Romance

AN ALLE MITARBEITENDEN: Seit einiger Zeit müssen wir eine verstörende Zunahme von Frohsinn, lebhaftem Verhalten und allgemeinem Optimismus feststellen. Bitte kehren Sie so schnell als möglich zu einer angemessen düsteren, unheilvollen und bedrohlichen Grundstimmung zurück. – Das Management. Evie Sage ist glücklich in ihrem Job als Assistentin des Schurken.

Tina is a good person. Tina has done something bad. But she did the wrong thing for the right reasons, and that makes it a bit less bad - doesn't it? For six years Tina has served drinks and collected dry-cleaning for a boss who spends more on lunch than Tina does on rent, and her debts are piling up. Then a blip in the expenses system offers her the opportunity to change her life: a big fat cheque that shouldn't have Tina's name on it. And her moral compass temporarily malfunctions.

Avec une famille à charge, avoir un job pour Evie Sage n'est pas seulement important, c'est vital. Aussi, lorsqu'une mésaventure avec le plus célèbre Vilain de Rennedawn se solde par une offre d'emploi, elle accepte. Aucun travail n'est parfait, bien sûr, et Evie commence à s'habituer aux têtes coupées et autres globes oculaires jonchant le sol... Après tout, une bonne situation est difficile à trouver.Mais bientôt, elle soupçonne un sabotage. Quelqu'un veut éliminer son Vilain.

She’s my best friend’s sister, and I’m her new boss. There are three things I expect from a good assistant: Punctuality, honesty, and trustworthiness. She says she’s all that. Despite my reservations, I decide to give her a shot. To my surprise, she follows my every command.

I hired Ben under false pretenses. He may think I don’t know who he truly is, but I do. Even so, I'm tempted to trust him. His family may be full of con artists, but Ben is too innocent for his own good. Trustworthy or not, I'm going to keep him in my sights.

Preston Michael Shaw. PMS, as I like to call him. I don’t need his job. I don’t need his fancy designer suits or his arrogance or his claims that I put a hex on him, because of course a strong, empowered woman needs to put a spell on a man. As if I want him. Pfft. He should be so lucky.

Civil war is ripping England apart. Families are divided, emotions run high. Whether on the bleakness of the moors or in snug, wood-panelled rooms, danger lurks. A body is found, its mouth pierced with thorns. The Justice of the Peace, a godly man, is certain that witchcraft is involved. Only his assistant, former cavalryman John Carne, looks for reason where others see demons and witches.

My name is Abigail Wilder. PR maven extraordinaire. A credit to her industry. A savior to her clients. But to him, my biggest client, I was Abby. And to me, he was Nick. Nick keeps me busy with all his stunts and playboy ways. He gets in trouble and it's my job to bail him out and make everything shine in a positive light. He's a pain in my ass! Far too wild for my taste. And now the board wants to keep him on a leash until their big merger goes through. They want me to find him a girlfriend. Get someone to tame Nick? Yeah, right.

I’m a corporate whistleblower running for my life, so I take the first job I can find off planet. Now, I’m a lowly assistant for some rich devil named Hannibal Hellstone. And when I say “devil", I mean devil. As in this guy’s skin is dark red, he has shiny black horns, sharp fangs, silver-tipped claws, and a barbed tail. This Hyrrokin is scary AF, and his eight-year-old son looks just like him.

Welcome to Greenwich, Connecticut, home of scenic beaches, dazzling autumn foliage, and swoon-worthy affluent men. Hindered by a recent surgery that has left his arm in a sling, Eric Salko’s life is upended when the VP of his investment firm hires a temporary new personal assistant to run errands and help with Eric’s daughter, Bella. All bets are off when the stunning employee enters his palatial Connecticut estate. Broke and with her life in shambles, Kira Blumquist is desperate to make the most of her lucky break.

A crazy vampire has stolen my librarian. And if that’s not bad enough, it is my fault. Because I, too, am an ancient, deadly vampire, and it was my job to protect her. I failed. Now, just as I have reason to hope I will get her back, the situation turns into the biggest mystery of my existence. Apparently, this evil vampire has brainwashed her into thinking she belongs with him. I do not know how. I do not know why. But I will get to the bottom of this and win her back.

As a twenty-three-year-old college dropout, Clark Crane has nothing to show for himself but three dead-end jobs. So when he becomes the unlikely intern for enigmatic celebrity Charisma Saintly and her "coven" of personal assistants, he's prepared to do whatever it takes to succeed. Only, he has no idea who—or what—Charisma really is....

Ross Davies, ace pitcher for the New Orleans Revelers, needs help putting his life back in order before he throws away everything he's worked so hard for. Casey Carradine has a knack for managing people's lives. When she agrees to step up to the plate and help Ross dig his way out of the debris of his failed marriage, it shouldn't be a hard task. After all, she's run her rockstar sister's life for years. But things get heated and lines get crossed. And neither of them expect the curveball that's thrown their way.

Ever had life kick you in the teeth after it shoved you down the stairs? Yeah, that’s how my day was heading. And then I saw an ad in the paper that changed my life—"Wanted: Vampire’s Assistant".

Lance Byers is by far the meanest man in Carolina. Both of them. All of the South. Heck, the whole country. He makes demands I don't know how to fulfill, like, "Bring me those closing docs," or "Set up that open house." I'm trying to learn as fast as I can, but the real estate market in Charleston is like a jet plane flying at three hundred miles per hour. It moves, and it moves fast. Lance is smart, handsome if I can admit that out loud, and entrenched in this realtor lingo I don't understand. He even brings in someone to train me, but I'm pretty sure I'm failing him on a daily basis.

When Julia asks her deceased husband to take her with him, she doesn’t expect an answer. But when it’s vampires who hear her request, she’s given a choice: follow her husband to the hereafter...or become a witch and assist the undead. As Julia tries to solve the mystery of her husband's death, she will get to know Ludovic, a charming Italian vampire who pledged to never fall in love with a witch again.

The first time I met Noah Parker, he asked if I was an escort. Apparently when you’re a billionaire sports agent, finding strange half-naked women in your hotel room is…normal? That didn’t stop me launching a stiletto at him. He’s fine—good reflexes. Still, he walked into my hotel room—claiming it's his—and has no plans on leaving. Neither do I. Which is how I end up sharing a bed with Mr. Jerk. Platonically…more or less. Nothing happened, I just might have had a few naughty thoughts and some very pleasant dreams. He’s hot, all right? A hot jerk.

A creepy boss and men who steal my work send me running to IEP and away from science. I want a new life, and I’m going to another planet to find one. One rule: no more science. But when I end up on Macros, nothing has changed, and I’m forced right back into the lab. I don’t want to be a biologist. And I refuse to fall for my boss. But Rahl is nothing like the guys back on Earth. Maybe, life on Macros is what I’ve been searching for, after all.

Evie Sage está más contenta que nunca de ser la asistente de El Villano. ¿Quién iba a pensar que trabajar para un señor del mal tan sumamente guapo (shhh, eso perjudica su reputación) sería tan gratificante? Aun así, lo de hacer el mal es una tarea muy exigente, ya que las fuerzas del bien no se cansan de insistir, y cierto jefe intimidante está un poco..., eh..., fuera de la oficina y fuera de juego.

When Ivy Wolfe ran away to Alabama to nurse a broken heart, the last thing she expected was to fall in love again. She needed a job to support her college expenses, and even though the salary for an assistant position in the home of a billionaire appeared too good to be true, she ignored the red flags and charged ahead. With insecurities of her own to overcome, she found working for a self-absorbed recluse much harder than she anticipated. Determined to get through to Sawyer, Ivy wrote a letter that would change the course of their relationship.