Showing results for "With Scott" in Romantic Comedy

Amber Scott loves her city life - a terrific job working on a glossy magazine and a fiancé, Ed, she's known since uni. Even if Ed doesn't take her job seriously (as a solicitor, he doesn't have much time for women's magazines!), it is Amber's dream job. So Ed's news that he has taken a job in the West Country turns Amber's world upside down. The new life in Cornwall does not get off to the best start. The huge house Ed was so keen on is, well, huge - what is Amber going to do with four acres?

Talk about making a bad first impression. The rookie at Waterford's fire station literally hauled me out of my own home, over his shoulder. Was my kitchen on fire? Yes. Did I have it nearly contained? Also yes. And now he's been tasked with making up for his overzealous rescue attempts by showing up to my bakery to grovel daily. And beg for my donuts. Don't get me wrong, the man is built like a redwood, has the personality of a golden retriever, and eyes you could get lost in for days. But I'm not dating. Not after my last serious boyfriend left town without looking back.

In Glenmòhr, einem abgelegenen Dorf in den schottischen Highlands, trifft sich das Schicksal jedes Jahr beim Flüsterlicht-Ritual – so sagt man. Catriona Fraser glaubt nicht an solche Geschichten. Ewan Maclean lebt zurückgezogen, sein Herz bleibt hinter dicken Mauern verborgen. Doch das Dorf ist überzeugt: Das Zusammenprallen ihrer Lichter bedeutet etwas. Und so beginnen sich zwei verletzte Seelen langsam anzunähern … bis ein Geheimnis aus der Vergangenheit alles zu zerstören droht.

Olivia Pennington has spent her whole life competing with Logan Alexander—and losing. From spelling bees to science fairs, he's always been one step ahead, snagging the trophies, titles, accolades, and now … he's after the promotion she desperately wanted. As if that's not bad enough, Logan also moved into the apartment she had her heart set on. Logan's been secretly falling in love with Olivia since the third grade. His strategy? Stay close, win her over.

Exiled by his uncle to England, and a job with Lord Tilbury's Mammoth Publishing Company, spirited young American Sam Shotter resolves to pursue the girl of his dreams—who, unfortunately, he knows only from a single photograph, torn from a magazine and pinned by some unknown hand to the wall of a remote Canadian fishing cabin. A night of misadventures in London brings Sam to the very house—in the quiet suburb of Valley Fields—where the girl lives, and Sam instantly moves into the vacant house next door. But unfortunately his stay there is not to be a peaceful one...

I'm not saying Gage Lockett is the actual Grinch… but if someone in town woke up tomorrow to find all the candy canes missing, my money's on him. The man glares at twinkle lights like they personally insulted his mother. So when he accidentally reads my holiday bucket list—complete with "Kiss under the mistletoe" and "Make snow angels"—I hatch a plan. I thought he'd toss it in the trash where joy goes to die. Surprisingly, he decides to tag along.

Ashton Scott is not my type. He’s arrogant and presumptuous, and way too bossy for me. The man is persistent, though. Nothing stops him when he decides he wants something, and he’s decided he wants to buy my building. He’s also decided he wants me. And like I said, when Ashton Scott wants something, nothing stops him. He’s sexy AF. He wears a suit like nobody’s business. And his bossiness turns me on in ways I can’t understand. But I’m not going down without a fight. Or at least, I wasn’t.

Brianna ist eine Eiskunstläuferin, für die es nichts Wichtigeres gibt, als endlich eine Goldmedaille zu gewinnen. Als sie in die verschlafene und zugeschneite Kleinstadt zurückkehrt, trifft sie auf Bruce. Dieser ist immer noch der gleiche Sonnenschein wie schon damals in der Schule – aufgeschlossen, fröhlich und stets optimistisch. Aber warum bittet er Brianna um ein Date? Sie ist doch nur zu Besuch in der Heimat! Außerdem sind die beiden wie Feuer und Eis.

Nikki hat es satt, anders behandelt zu werden und sich wie in einem goldenen Käfig zu fühlen, nur weil sie die Tochter eines berühmten Unternehmers ist. Dass ihr Verhalten genau beobachtet wird und man ihr alles vorschreiben will, belastet sie. Dann erfährt sie vom "Playground Club“, in dem nicht nur die sinnlichen Tänzerinnen maskiert sind, sondern auch das restliche Personal. Das ist ihre Chance, um im gedimmten Licht ihre Identität abzulegen und sich frei bewegen zu können. Dadurch lernt Nikki eine düster-schillernde Welt kennen, von der sie nie zu träumen gewagt hat.

Was passiert, wenn man zwar weiß, man sollte die Finger von dem heißen, sexy, besten Freund des Schwagers lassen, es aber nicht tut? Richtig, man bekommt postwendend die Retourkutsche. Melissa, die Mittlere der drei Stone-Mädchen, ist diejenige, die am meisten den Ärger anzieht. Da es ihr nicht genügt, dass die Presse ihr und ihrer aktuellen Affäre auf die Schliche gekommen ist, stellt sie kurzerhand ihr Privatleben mehr oder weniger freiwillig auch noch auf den Kopf.

A three-book collection of small-town closed-door romcoms with heart, laugh-out-loud moments, and happily ever afters: These stories are the first three in a seven-book series of closed-door romcoms set in the fictional town of Bordeaux, Ohio. If you love found family, small-town shenanigans, crazy goats, kisses that bring all the chemistry, and happily-ever-afters that make you swoon, you'll love the Getting Shipped! Series. This collection includes Friendshipped, Battleshipped, and Townshipped.

When I ran out in front of his speeding motorcycle, I was desperate. I had no idea who he was. I needed help, and he was my only prayer. Cash Flannigan was handsome. He was intense. He was irresistible. And, he was a member of Devil's Disciples MC. He was exactly what I needed to get out of a jam at that instant, but not at all what I needed in my life. But, as a "thank you" for him saving me on that dreadful night, I agreed to go on a date. Having a young biker look at me with lustful eyes was a nice change.

Flat on my back is not how I imagined meeting my new boss and hot-as-sin rock star. But here I am . . .If I didn’t already have amnesia, I’d be wishing for it now. In my defense, Laird Faris was only wearing a shameless smirk and a towel wrapped around his chiseled abs when we met. Brooding. Devastatingly handsome. Utterly intolerable. Naturally, I’m instantly attracted to him.

If you had asked me if I'd ever be dating Chris St. James, well, let's just say it's more likely Jimmy Choo would name a shoe after me, which, Jimmy, if you're out there, the Ella Mae would definitely be a big seller. Call me, Mkay? But, back to Chris. Sure, he's handsome. I mean, his arms are as big as my legs! He's got those lips that would make Michelangelo pause and grab a rock to start sculpting. And when you top his looks off with the whole hero-vibe he has going for him, yes, he's a fine specimen of manhood.

Brooks and I met three years ago when my best friend's boyfriend held a party to propose to her in front of all their friends—in the middle of his goat farm. Yes. You heard me. His goat farm. When my eyes traveled across the driveway that night and landed on Brooks, I didn't count to ten. I didn't consult the saints. I took off at a casual pace, walking straight toward him, my hips swaying and my head held high. How could I not? Here in the middle of podunk Ohio stood the most captivating man I'd ever laid eyes on.

Dropped out of high school? Check. Ran away with loser boyfriend at age 16? Check. Fell for every line from every guy? Sadly, check. But now, Tess Paplion has started over. Juggling multiple part-time jobs while finishing her college degree, she’s not letting anything get in her way. Especially not a sexy angel investor with “one-night disaster” written all over him.

As close friends and coworkers, Attorney Zoe Riva and tech genius Connor Ashton know they can never get involved. Never. Ever. Until a scooter accident lands Zoe in Connor's arms - and his overnight custody - and she starts to see a man she's never seen before. With her career and her heart on the line, Zoe can't afford to take any chances. But when combustible chemistry takes over, even the smartest people in the room can make the biggest of mistakes....

It’s not the first time I’ve been called a stalker. I can’t blame Andrew Christiansen for thinking I am, since we keep crossing paths, especially when I pop up in the most unexpected of places - his office. Somehow, we become friends - the teasing, flirting, and kissing kind. But this thing blooming between us threatens to turn this relationship from friends-to-lovers into a full-blown office romance. That’s the least of my worries because one or two little - okay, big - secrets I’ve been keeping may turn him from the one I want into the one I can’t have.

You know those stories where high-school sweethearts reunite to find their happily-ever-after bliss together? Well, that won't be me. Sure, my ex-boyfriend, Rob, has the smolder down to a science—which makes sense, because to him, everything is science. He's a famous YouTuber, making a living using that beautiful brain of his. He's destined for greatness...which means he'll leave...again. And this time, I won't be falling for him. The battle is on. Rob thinks he'll win me back, but I'm fighting him with all I've got.

I'm madly in love with my best friend. That right there—that's my secret. Trevor and I grew up next door to one another. Yes. He's the boy next door. Even now, we rent opposite sides of a duplex, and we work across the aisle from one another at The Corn Corners Tribune. Basically, there isn't a part of my life Trevor hasn't touched. I take that back. He hasn't touched me. He's made it clear we're in the friend zone, and whatever feelings he had for me were a passing thing for him, whereas mine keep growing like a Chia pet on a humid summer day in the Midwest.