Movies with Feel-Good Mood

Lucas Harrington has two problems: too much money, and too many women chasing it. Desperate to dodge yet another arranged marriage, he drops a bombshell: $100,000 a day to rent a girlfriend for New Year's. Enter Joanna Collins—ice queen, self-made millionaire, and the last person who needs the cash. She signs the contract anyway. Over drinks and family dinners, something shifts. Lucas, spoiled heir who's never washed a dish in his life, finds himself in an apron, chopping vegetables. By the time the fireworks fade, he's not just in love—he's trained. Loyal dog, willing slave, whatever she wants.

After failing her heavenly trial, Queenie Cole awakens in the body of a disgraced noble daughter and vows revenge. As she crushes her enemies and sheds her hidden identities one by one, she grows close to a mysterious tycoon, only to realize he's the powerful clan lord she once used and abandoned. Now, she must reclaim both her power and the man she left behind.

After catching her boyfriend cheating with his boss, Sydney is devastated. Drunk and heartbroken, she accidentally runs into Evan, Riverton's richest man, outside a bar. The two had briefly met in prison six months earlier. On impulse, Sydney proposes a flash marriage, and Evan surprisingly agrees. After the wedding, her life suddenly turns around, leaving her cheating ex furious, while Sydney slowly discovers her new husband is far more powerful than she ever imagined.

For five years, Evelyn Lane poured everything—her wealth, her name, her future—into building Darren Foster's empire. But when he lets his junior, Claire, wear her late grandmother's costume on stage, the betrayal cuts deeper than any wound she's hidden. Evelyn pulls the funding, files for divorce, and sells her shares. Darren thinks she's broken. But he doesn’t know she's been the legendary “God of Opera” all along—or that the biggest stage of all is where she’ll take back what's hers.

Rosie Grant died saving the world—and woke up as a fetus in a novel. Her mother? A world-class love fool. Her father? A gold-digging deadbeat. The whole family? Doomed. Rosie panicked. And then her thoughts started leaking out—loud and clear. Her mother heard her. The romance-brain snapped awake. Armed with Rosie's inside intel, the maternal clan united: outsmart the scumbag, crush the scheming mistress. By the time Rosie was born, she and her mother were the most spoiled girls in the Grant family.

Ten years of devotion, one marriage of convenience, and a betrayal that left her for dead. Now she’s back with no memory, a new man, and a secret that will make her former husband beg—but some wounds burn too deep to forgive.

For four years, Ava believed Mason Collins loved her. But when his first love returns, he calls Ava nothing but a "pastime." Humiliated and broken, she accepts a contract marriage with the tycoon, Anderson Lauren. But this marriage is more than a deal. Anderson has been searching for Ava for years, and he'll do anything to protect her—even if she doesn't remember him. As buried truths surface and hidden enemies close in, Ava discovers she was never just an orphan.

Five years ago, Damian Cross woke up in a shallow grave. His wife sold him out. His parents were dead. His sister was gone. He was the only one who walked away. Now he's back. One man. Three syndicates. One mission: tear them all down. He starts from the bottom and rises fast. Too fast. Because the higher he climbs, the closer he gets to the truth. The people who destroyed his family? Just pawns. The real monster has been watching him the whole time. This isn't revenge anymore. This is war.

Vivian, head of the Stanton Group, never saw it coming. When the blade fell, her future daughter-in-law Natalie appeared—and Vivian thought she was saved. She was wrong. The ambush was Natalie's doing. And the good daughter-in-law Vivian had once driven away, Emily? That was Natalie's scheme too. As blood spilled, Emily arrived, too late to save Vivian's life—but in time to hear her truth. "Next time," Vivian whispered, "I'll make it right." Then she opened her eyes. It was three years earlier...

My husband's mistress just rammed my car with her brand-new luxury car—and now she's demanding I pay for it. She doesn't know I'm the one bankrolling her lifestyle. Or that I have the receipts.