Romance can be a little complicated when you get sucked into a wormhole. Just ask high school English teacher June Flint. One little solar flare happens and suddenly you find yourself 85 years in the future. Eighty-five years from your dream job. Your ailing mother whose only companion in this world is you. Your favorite stuffed-crust pizza from DeLucia’s on Sunday nights. But when June’s cell phone inexplicably picks up a signal, she’s able to call back to the present—more specifically, four weeks before she accidentally time traveled.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with my best friend’s little sister before our lives went in different directions. Now, I’m the grumpy to Juliet’s sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Jane Austen fan Amelia Bennett sneaks away from a dull tour of an English country manor, only to run into a man more dashing than Mr. Darcy himself. About to lose his ancestral home to family debts, charming aristocrat Tom Calder invites his American guest to join him in drinking his way through the estate’s priceless wine collection. But when they wake in his bed the next morning, they’re convinced that in their drunken haze they witnessed a murder. Problem is, the body has vanished and no one believes them.

Tiernan de Haas doesn’t care about anything anymore. The only child of a film producer and his starlet wife, she’s grown up with wealth and privilege but not love or guidance. And when they suddenly pass away, she knows she should be devastated. But has anything really changed? She’s always been alone, hasn’t she? Jake Van der Berg, her father’s stepbrother and her only living relative, assumes guardianship of Tiernan who is still two months shy of 18. She's sent to live with him and his two sons, Noah and Kaleb, in the mountains of Colorado.

“No, i psychí mou. I am not a dream.” He told her softly, touching the bare skin of her arms, and his eyes widened in wonder and discovery. As he ran his warm, soft, but slightly calloused hands cautiously up her arms, she was shocked into a state of apperception, and went quite still. Her teal-colored eyes widened also and locked with his amber ones. She was confident that she had never set eyes on him, but she was sure that she knew this man. Like she knew herself. As a wife and young mother, Leila Sutton thought she led a normal, everyday life with simple, attainable dreams until a ...

War is coming to the Immortal Realm, and I must be the wall against the light. Seraphina will stop at nothing to claim both Thrones. Through magic older than the Fae, she’s become the strongest Queen in the history of the Immortal Realm. Stronger even than me. Sebastian is at my side, but what can he do when I’m made powerless against her? The fate of worlds lies on my shoulders, and I will do what I must to protect the ones who cannot protect themselves. Regardless of the cost.

I hadn't expected it to be easy, but I didn't expect it to take as long as it has, and I sure as hell didn't expect to have some little girl tell me that I was THE GUY. One, I wasn't ready for anything beyond the very next day, let alone forever. Two, who did she think she was? She wasn't even a vampire! I don't care what she says she feels; I don't feel a damn thing! Other than what a monster like me would like to do with something as mouthwatering as her. And even if I did feel something beyond that, there was no way I was worthy of somebody like her. She was a human. She was a good ...

What’s a broke tea witch to do when she’s about to lose her beloved café? No idea, but chugging magic mojitos and drunk-summoning the Devil was definitely the wrong call. Now, I’m stuck with the house guest from Hell—literally—and we couldn’t be more opposite: a homebody who brews healing teas and reads romance novels to her cats versus a sexy-as-sin playboy with a pitchfork tattoo on his butt and a fondness for public day-drinking. In the nude. Ergo, the pitchfork discovery.

Cole Anderson has always known who his one true mate is, but the rejection he suffered at her hands was too much to bear. Still, it helped shape him into the man he is today. He swore he'd never return to Collier Pack, but under his Alpha's orders, he has no choice but to go for the celebration ceremony as Thomas and Lily step up as the new Alpha and Pack Mother. He knows he'll have to face her. But will his heart survive it? Fifteen years ago Elizabeth Collier was little more than a child.