Showing results for "The Fox" in Romantic Comedy

In this delightfully charming rom-com mystery, a woman becomes accidentally entangled in a murder investigation (and with a handsome stranger) when her fake detective agency is enlisted to solve a real homicide. Emersyn Gray is definitely not a detective. Really, she’s an unemployed...

When my father passed away, I assumed my grieving would be as simple as closing a book and starting another. Only he had other plans. Leaving me his beloved tattoo shop, I’m stuck to figure out what exactly to do with it, all while being constantly reminded of him.

My life got turned upside down when I got an inheritance from the grandmother I never knew existed. Of course, it came with stipulations, one of them being that I attend this rich as hell private school. Not so bad, right? Wrong. I come from the wrong side of the tracks, and I thrive there. Cursing is my only language, I’m covered in tattoos, and the sound of breaking bones is like music to my ears. I’m bored though.

Six weeks. That's how long my editor gave me to change my book from a baseball romance to one about hockey. A complete rewrite. Which is how I find myself in Montana, a thousand miles from home, researching hockey, and preparing to meet a local expert. There's one small problem. Or rather a big one. A big, grumpy problem. My expert is none other than Nick Galaxy—the single dad and hockey captain I ran into minutes after landing in Montana and made a… well, let's just say I didn't make the best first impression. Neither did he, for that matter.

The shocks just keep coming. It seems that as soon as Ever, her men, and friends get used to one new revelation, another one follows quickly on its heels. This job is going to be more complicated than usual because of the emotions involved, and that's not even mentioning the hidden complications that none of them could have predicted would happen. If anyone can handle it, it will be Ever and her men.

In this BBC full-cast production of Much Ado About Nothing, some handsome soldiers return from battle. Yet one soldier finds himself locked in a merry war of his own... In Shakespeare's comedy of wit, love and miscommunication, Beatrice and Benedick and Hero and Claudio are pushed into and...

Most people think The Fox is just a folk tale, designed to lure tourists to their quiet little town on the Appalachian Trail. But kindergarten teacher Lillian Smith is hoping the stories of the white-eared, white-pawed vixen-who brings luck and love to those who see her-are all true. After a chance sighting of the fabled fox, Lillian hopes her hiker boyfriend Owen will finally propose. Instead, he publicly dumps her, claiming she's not adventurous enough. Lillian's determined to prove him wrong. But she sure could use some of that foxy magic to win him back.

Juniper Bean has big plans for her writing career. Swoony kisses, sigh-inducing happily ever afters—she’s going to write them all. There’s just one problem: she can’t seem to stop killing off her main characters. After accepting that a genre change is in order, Juniper sets out to do some research. What’s the best way to carry a dead body? How exactly does one pick a lock? Juniper is going to find out—with the unwilling help of her new roommate, Aiden.

Cecily Bradshaw has despised Nash Markham since before they met. His captivating smile and overdone charms might blind others from the insufferable tease he is, but not Cecily. Only once, in the naïveté of youth, did her resolve momentarily falter, and she is determined it will never happen again. Especially not when, years after their first meeting, Nash returns to England a wealthier and even more devastatingly handsome gentleman than when he left.

Thea Rogers has dedicated her life to her career in corporate law. Apart from her colleague and long-time friend-with-benefits Alasdair, she’s forgone friendships and relationships, and now she’s on track to become her firm’s youngest ever female partner. She should be ecstatic. But when a senior partner dies unexpectedly, Thea realises the people at his funeral are only there out of duty. Suddenly, Thea can’t shake the question: if she disappeared tomorrow, would anyone care?

Matthew Walsh doesn't have feelings, and he likes it that way. Between breathing life into his family's third generation Boston architecture shop, keeping the peace with his five siblings, and competing in triathlons, he doesn't have much time for feelings. At least that's the case until Lauren Halsted tumbles into his life.

Nicht genug, dass Chloé O'Shea ihren Verlobten kurz vor der Hochzeit in flagranti mit einer ihrer Brautjungfern erwischt hat. Nein. Als sie nach Independence zu ihrer Familie flüchtet, gibt auch noch ihr Mietwagen den Geist auf. Ihr bleibt nichts anderes übrig, als zu Fuß weiterzugehen. Zu Hilfe kommt ihr ausgerechnet ein ungezähmter Biker. Aus Mangel an Alternativen nimmt sie sein Angebot an. Nur deshalb und aus keinem anderen Grund. Das Letzte, was Gibson auf dem letzten Stück seiner Suche nach seinem Bruder braucht, ist eine Frau, die glaubt, sie könne die Rockies zu Fuß überqueren.

I never thought I’d see her again - let alone find her in the same spot I left her 10 years ago, teaching at the high school where we fell in love. I should have kept walking, but I wanted that laugh, that smile. I wanted five minutes before I got back to a life with no room for my past. One kiss was all I meant to take…but then her fingers were in my hair, her breath hot against my lips, and my hands…everywhere. Now I want more. I want her, but she only wants the guy I used to be.

Moving back to Harmony Valley was supposed to be about helping Grandpa and editing romance novels. Instead, it's about Nash, Tate, and Aiden—three alpha firefighters who are too tempting to ignore. Nash's nurturing spirit makes my heart race, Tate's teasing nature keeps me laughing, and Aiden's protective instincts set my soul on fire. One embarrassing incident pulls us together, leading to unexpected, wildly unforgettable moments.

Let me just say -- none of this was supposed to happen. I didn't expect the letter to go viral. I didn't think anyone would figure out who Dear Sexy Ex was. And I especially never thought he would find out about it. Yeah, bit of a miscalculation there. But see, I need the money to fund my brand new venture. And Dear Sexy Ex, well, it turns out he needs me to save his business.

Jess anunció a bombo y platillo que tendría una tórrida aventura con Alek Reese…, sin saber que era el mismo hombre a quien odiaba. Jess detestaba al aburrido, trajeado y adicto al trabajo de Alek R. Dawson. Aquel tipo representaba todo lo que odiaba en un hombre, era ponerle los ojos encima y desear… matarlo. Y le daban igual sus nada impresionantes ojos verdes o que el traje le sentara como a los malditos modelos de los anuncios, jamás, nunca, ¡ni loca!

Jameson Fox is the most infuriating, arrogant, frustrating, presumptuous, self-important alphahole I have ever met. He stole my company from me five years ago. Now, he’s made me an offer I can’t refuse: fake marry him, and he’ll give it back. The only catch: we have to stay married for one year or I get nothing.

Daisy is preparing to spend her first Christmas in the only place she’s ever really felt at home: beautiful Fox Farm. But when tragedy strikes, she will need all her festive cheer, and all the mulled wine, to keep Christmas from being cancelled... Living at Fox Farm, with its cosy café and charming pottery workshop, is a dream come true for thirty-one-year-old Daisy. The kindly owner, Jean, and the close-knit village feel like the family Daisy has never had.

When Marley McKinney's aging cousin, Jimmy, is hospitalized with pneumonia, she agrees to help run his pancake house while he recovers. With its rustic interior and syrupy scent, the Flip Side Pancake House is just as she pictured it - and the surly chef is a wizard with crêpes. Marley expects to spend a leisurely week or two in Wildwood Cove, the quaint, coastal community where she used to spend her summers, but then Cousin Jimmy is found murdered, sprawled on the rocks beneath a nearby cliff.

Some people just can't handle Vegas. My friend warned me that Vegas can turn the most straightlaced girl into a party-crazed slut. I didn't believe her. I've always been the straightest of the straight. Boy, was I wrong. I hate being wrong. My first morning in Vegas and I wake up in a hotel room with no memory of the night before. Oh, and there's a naked stranger lying next to me who gives a new meaning to the word hungover. Things go from bad to worse when I find a wedding ring wrapped around my finger.