Showing results by publisher "Tantor Media" in Romantic Comedy

I've been crushing on my coworker for months. And now he's moving...across the country. I've got one shot to make my move. We're all holed up in this amazing house upstate and tonight I'm going to sneak into his room and finally Make. Something. Happen.

He's Hollywood's biggest star. She wouldn't know him from the pizza delivery guy. I'm a wildlife biologist in a tiny mountain town, not some kind of law-breaking celebrity stalker. At least not on purpose. It was an accident when I wandered onto the property of one of Hollywood's hottest movie stars. Five minutes ago, I'd never even heard of Flint Hawthorne. I definitely didn't know he lives in Silver Creek.

Brad finally gets what he wants. He's back in his world, where he's top dog and the only alpha males around are the frat bros who worship him as a legendary party animal. So why is getting back to Raul and the rest of the characters in the cheesy romance novel he was so eager to escape all he can think about? Brad has no choice but to set out on a quest with his twin brother, Devon, to find Luna Daycrest, the author of The Wolf's Mate—and the one person who might be able to help him get back to the man he loves.

I've met the greatest guy ever. Noah Walsh is handsome as sin. He's sweet and smart and successful and sexy - all the best adjectives beginning with "S". My six-year-old daughter worships the ground he walks on ever since he fashioned her smiley face pancakes out of bananas and blueberries. Oh yeah, and he can cook. The only problem? I dumped this great guy a decade ago, right after I wrecked his life. And boy, this man holds a grudge.

Years before Trip Wiley could be seen on movie screens all over the world, he could be seen sitting in the desk behind me in my high school English class. This was back in 1990, and I cite the year only to avoid dumbfounding you when references to big hair or stretch pants are mentioned. Although, come to think of it, I am from New Jersey, which may serve as explanation enough. We were teenagers then, way back in a time before anyone, himself included, could even dream he'd turn into the Hollywood commodity that he is today.

Lady Charlotte Carpenter's brother-in-law has put an infamous brothel owner out of business - yet it is Charlotte who suffers the consequences. Abducted by thugs and held at an inn, she is plotting her escape when she's suddenly rescued by a dashing gentleman. Only afterward does she realize she's seen him before - with two courtesans! Unwilling to tarry with such a man, Charlotte makes her second escape. But it is too late to repair her reputation....

As the owner of Pick-A-D*ck, New Orleans' premier hook-up website, my job is simple. Connect two people for a no-strings, no-expectations hook-up. The plus for my clients is that I'm the one who gets to sift through the d*ck pics - except this time, they're required. My problem? My brother, co-owner of Pick-A-D*ck's sister dating site, doesn't believe it's possible to hook up with someone three times and not fall in love. I disagree. I know it's possible. And my disagreement is exactly how I end up reconnected with my high school nemesis, Elliott Sloane.

It started with a window that was jammed shut. Pretty simple, right? All I wanted was to open the windows while I tidied the house. I'd been after my no-good husband to do it for months, but he never did. And then he shacked up with his secretary, leaving me with a pile of bills, husband-free for the first time in 10 years, and with a house that was falling apart. The ad popped up on the side of my social media feed - a local contracting agency willing to do pretty much anything. Since I don't really know a screwdriver from a ratchet, I gave them a call.

After spending my entire pro golfing career being known as the quiet, controlled, no-nonsense golfer, there's nothing more humiliating than throwing all of that down the drain on national television. Needing some place to hide, I can only think of one place I need to be. Summersweet Island, where they'll all be happy to have me home again. Well, except maybe one person. But I'm sure Birdie Bennett, my best friend since I was 15 and the clubhouse manager of my favorite golf course, has had plenty of time to forgive me for that tiny little misunderstanding.

After a disastrous live-streamed proposal, singer Aspen Lake limps to her beachfront Malibu cottage to take a much needed time-out and reevaluate her life. Unfortunately, even the calming ocean isn't enough to bring back the music that once played in her mind.

Link: I'd never heard of a real life matchmaker before, but grandma insists on introducing me to one and makes sure it's really real when she tells me I'm her matchmaker's new client . . . Normally, I'd do anything for grandma, but this is a big ask. Because I'm not ready to settle down. Not even close. I'm a twenty-something rising star in the NHL—otherwise known as a chick-magnet.

Single mother Moira Bishop hates when her family interferes in her love life. If life as a young widow isn't hard enough, just add three boys, a slew of unruly pets, and ownership of Gamble, Alaska's only diner. The last thing she needs is a man to look after too. Entertainment lawyer to the stars Ethan Caplan hates his clients. He's finally decided he's had enough, so he escapes to the tiny no-horse town of Gamble to work on the novel he's always wanted to write. Positive that Alaska will be distraction-free, Ethan's sure he can pen a bestselling legal novel.

Daniella Belle wants nothing more to do with members of the opposite sex; instead, she'll focus on what matters most - becoming a lingerie designer. That's until she's offered an opportunity of a lifetime by an annoyingly arrogant man who believes he can charm the panties off of every woman he meets. Antonio Michaels has never had to work hard at anything. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he's been served up a hefty life of entitlement. He's handsome, charmingly arrogant, and dates a different model every month.

In a world full of happily-ever-after, Meri Newberg feels like the last young woman on the planet to be single, at least in her Christian friend group. So when she's handed a strange present at the latest wedding—a 1950s magazine article of "ways to get a husband"—she decides there's nothing to lose by trying out its advice. After all, she can't get any more single, can she?

After a string of bad set-ups and boring dates, Reese Brannon is done with men. She's focused on her job as a fitness model and blogger. There's no need to look for a man because she doesn't want one. Especially when relationships usually end in heartbreak. Jean-Pierre Rochat-known as JP-is done with women. All this Swiss hockey player has ever wanted is to fall in love, but his relationships never end with a happily ever after. If he's going to be stuck in the friend zone, he'll keep things casual for his new endgame.

Emma Woodhouse is happily single, though that's never stopped her from making matches for others. Her best friend, George Knightley, thinks it's a sure way to trouble, but what's wrong with giving romance a little nudge? George has been fighting his feelings for Emma for years, but with families so closely intertwined, rocking the friendship boat would complicate more than just their relationship. He won't do that to her, or ask why she keeps cuddling up next to him on the couch to watch their favorite show at night.

Pretending to be married to my brother's best friend and my biggest enemy is the last thing I imagined I'd be doing. But there was a thin line between lust and hate, and when I fell into bed with the NHL's rookie playboy, I found out just how easy that line got blurred. We were enemies with benefits, but then two pink lines changed it all. Now he was bringing me back home to his family's farm and faking it became real . . . in more ways than one. He was meant to be the enemy but falling for him meant letting him win.

It's no secret that the big-shot CEO of Got Cake? wants to buy my bakery but I declined his offer - even though it was presented to me on a notecard with a triple chocolate donut. For the record, I did not eat his overpriced donut.... I threw it in the trash. Off the record-I totally ate it, and oh my heck, it was finger-licking delicious.

Lucas already has one kid, and he's not trying for another one. He's not trying for anything except moving up the ladder at work. Until he slides into the back seat of a taxi and sees Rosie for the first time. Her luscious lips look perfectly kissable, and her fiery red hair would look much better splayed across his pillow. Judging by the way she's looking at him, she feels it too. After a traumatic attack that left Rosie in the hospital, she's cautious around men. But Lucas tears down her defenses with one smoldering look, and she knows she's in trouble.

Paradise is supposed to be a short-term stop. Until Thor shows up. Okay, not the real Thor. But replace the hammer with a dog who won't stop barking, and Adam Thomsen is definitely long-haired Thor's doppelganger. Too bad for me, he's decided I'm the villain in his story. Too bad for him, his scowl is no match for my super-powered positivity.