Showing results by publisher "Tantor Media" in Romantic Comedy

I can't tell you where I'm going, and I can't begin to understand where I've been, but I'm alive. Alive and alone, until a savior presents himself in tattered clothes and a frayed beanie. Shielding me with his protection, the promise of tomorrow seems to be within reach after all. He shows me how to navigate the city, how to steal, and survive. And just when I think I might have a future running the streets, my world comes to a halt for a pair of stunning hazel eyes. The boy attached isn't too bad either.

Eleanor Brewster is a proper English lady with a crumbling manor to prove it, and one inconvenient problem: she needs to marry to keep her family estate. Danni Franks is a no-nonsense farmer with a newly acquired (and deeply in debt) farm, a complicated family, and precisely zero interest in aristocratic drama. But when Danni's tractor collides, literally, with Eleanor's sports car, she somehow ends up engaged to a woman who considers tweed a fashion statement.

All I need is a place to hide for a few weeks. The paparazzi were on my case 24/7 and I needed a bit of breathing room—an escape from the madness—before the media frenzy begins. Sure, I could have gone to a secluded cabin in the woods—but I didn't want to be bored out of my mind. I'd seen enough wide open spaces as a kid from Texas to last me a lifetime. So instead, I let my sports agent hook me up with a modest house in the burbs where we didn't think anyone would find me hiding in plain sight.

Laura Bennett has spent her life taking care of other people and running the Dip and Twist. With an ever-growing family, she's a mother to them all. But her baby is getting married, and her oldest has her own life changes to deal with. Suddenly, being alone doesn't sound so appealing anymore. Dean Campbell has always been the black sheep. The only one he cares about is his nephew, Palmer. Deciding at the last minute to attend Palmer's nuptials, Dean knows he's going to need to try not to be his grouchy self. But the mother-of-the-bride has him wanting to check plus-one on his invite.

Paisley Bent is having a day. The dilapidated ice cream truck she dreams of converting to her dream taco truck is next to inoperable, and she can't afford to fix it. The social media show she launched cooking tacos has been poached by her brother-in-law, and just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, Paisley arrives home to find her boyfriend cheating on her. Enraged, Paisley starts to enact some creative revenge, but her public meltdown is interrupted by a hot, handsome stranger.

Yoga instructor Hadley Jones has loved Chase Williams since high school. Fifteen years later, she still does. And while he hasn't popped the question yet, she knows it's only a matter of time. Little does Hadley know Chase has been busy making wedding plans - just not with her.

Ambitious LA lawyer Isabelle Marcano would rather run a mile in her Manolos than fly off to rustic Captivity, Alaska. But close the client's sale successfully and her firm will find room on the letterhead for one more name. Still, taking a career detour to a place that doesn't even have a Starbucks sounds like hell. Then her best friend points out the town has something stronger on tap than caffeine. Testosterone. With two single men to every single woman, this assignment might just be the best thing to happen to her sex life since the invention of the waterproof Rabbit.

Maisy Moore is not looking forward to the holiday season. As owner of the only hair salon in Gamble, Alaska, she'll be run off her feet helping her clients get dolled up for parties. Parties she'll never be invited to. But that's not the worst of it. As a single mom, she knows she still won't be able to give her seven-year-old son, Jack, the kind of magical Christmas his classmates get. If only she could give him what he really wants—to know who his dad is. The last thing Maisy needs is for NHL star Chase Evans to come waltzing back into town like he's God's gift to women.

Emily Hargrove is not your average Beverly Hills realtor. She doesn't have bleached hair, a boob job, or a love of five-inch stilettos. She also harbors a secret talent. Using her psychic abilities, she knows which house her clients need to buy in order to find love. Too bad her gift doesn't seem to work for her.

As the favored omega daughter of a narcissistic pack, I was set up with more potential alphas then I could count. My only job was to smile, be a lady, and let them claim me. There was no way that was ever going to happen. I'd seen how packs manipulated, lied, and cheated. I wanted no part of pack life. Being a lone omega who visits clinics during her heat and enjoys the perks of single life is enough for me. Yet the scent match I found by accident and ran from isn't about to let me go.

You know how sometimes, your high school crush grows up to be an insanely famous movie star? Okay, probably not. But I do. Back in high school, Trip Wiley's fanbase only encompassed the denizens of the nothing little suburb of Norman, New Jersey. Ten years later, all that is about to change. In the summer of 2000, Layla Warren is enjoying her career as a journalist in New York City (well, sort of), while Trip spends most of his time grabbing Hollywood by the balls.

Jax Hawthorne is Hollywood's sexiest bad boy. I'm a glorified secretary who thinks color-coding my library is a wild Friday night. So when he shows up after all this time wanting to make good on our childhood deal to tie the knot, it's not because he can't resist my perfect credit score. He needs a fake girlfriend to rehab his reckless image, and I'm the (safe, sensible) girl for the job. I would be insulted...if the proposal didn't come with an all-expenses-paid trip to England while he shoots a new movie version of Pride and Prejudice.

To get my promotion, I needed a fiance or better, a husband. What I got was so much more. This hot, over-the-top romance involves four hot alpha dudes and a strong woman who gives them a run for their money. If you love outrageously naughty stories as a way to indulge your wildest fantasies, then this is for you.

Evaleen Bechmann is too busy running Human Resources for the billion-dollar company, Mimir, to even consider dating. As for emotions, she refuses to discuss that, too. It doesn't matter anyway. She's invisible to men, especially one man in particular. Evaleen is fine with that. Not everyone gets their happily ever after; that's only for novels.

I'm Luciana Wright. Everyone calls me Lucky, but when it comes to love, I'm anything but. I have a long history of dating the wrong men. After going through the most ridiculous breakup in the history of breakups, I thought I'd learned my lesson. I officially put myself into jerk rehab and committed to changing my ways. But, let's be real here, love is never that easy. Especially when an arrogant, charming, he-devil of a sexy alpha man gets involved.

There's a reason Emmeline Frothingham left her hometown of Creek Water, Missouri, as soon as humanly possible. That reason is small-minded, judgmental people. After graduating from college, Emmie gets her dream job in New York City. As the head buyer at Silver Spoons - a high-end boutique - and single girl about town, her life is ideal. That is, until the night of The Event, her company's annual awards ball at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Facing the repercussions of her wild night, Emmie is forced to go home to work in her family's business.

I know how things look from the outside. I'm rich. I'm a successful surgeon. I'm handsome. I should have women lining up from here to New Jersey clawing for space in my bed, but there's one huge catch: I'm f*cking awkward. Every time I get a date, I spoil it. Asked if she's pregnant? Check. Forgot her name? Check. Bought a meat lover's pizza for my vegan girlfriend? Check, check, check.

Lincoln Cunningham doesn't do relationships. Mostly because he learned in college that he doesn't do them well. Translation: book smart guys focused on learning the art and science of vineyard tending aren't always girl smart. Lincoln's mother, however, isn't so sure. Her oldest son found his match, and now her sights are set on Linc. Why she insists on setting him up at the Paint it Pal pottery shop is beyond anyone's grasp.

Cynthia Swan is not an uptight workaholic who doesn't know how to have a good time. No matter what her sister says. So what if Cyn is working two jobs, volunteering at an animal shelter, and hasn't had a boyfriend for over a year. She still knows how to have fun.

I was having the worst day ever, and to cheer myself up I was trying on wedding gowns at a boutique. Which is cool, until my frenemy walked in with her posse of women. "Emma! You're getting married too? So am I!" I'm not getting married. I don't even have a boyfriend. I just find wearing a wedding dress can turn a bad day around.