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.

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.

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.

Iris Nightingale is more than okay. She has her life planned out to a perfect schedule. Work, run, sleep, repeat. She spends her quiet Friday nights sitting alone on a bench in the park, trying to push back the memories that no amount of running can help her escape. But one evening, there’s someone else on her bench - Hunter. Tall, wry and infuriating: everything about him gets under Iris’s skin. Little does she know that he's about to upset more than just her routines...

One fae woman. One royal marriage tournament. One unforgettable team of competitors. Lady Katrina Bellflower, the mixed-blood steward of Larkwood, is in charge of a secluded fae territory on the brink of expansion. But the good fortune of the people she governs is about to become her downfall. The queen of Elfhaven has declared a tournament, and the winning team of fae males will be bonded to a mysterious, unnamed courtier—Lady Katrina. Kat might not like the idea, but one doesn't say no to the queen of Elfhaven when she demands entertainment. Kat dreads the idea of being bonded to ...

Kat's return home with her captivating new mates should be a celebration of love and unity, yet the fledgling bond that once united them is now shadowed by resentment and the echoes of Kat's unwilling deception. Larkwood is on the verge of unparalleled growth and wealth, and with its powerful new co-stewards it stands poised to become one of the most important territories in Elfhaven. But unexpected obstacles are cropping up by the second. As setbacks threaten to shatter Kat's hopes for Larkwood's future, she must set aside her worries about her dysfunctional mate bonds and her wounded ...

I really did it this time. We managed to escape from the Supernatural Alliance after they betrayed us. My new family of weirdos are safe from the Alliance and the cult of witch supremacists who want to take over the world. The only problem is… I trapped us in an unstable pocket world of my own creation to save us. No problem. I've got this. Except some of my companions are still traumatized from their time as cult captives, I have no diabetic supplies, and… oh, yeah, I’m about to learn more about my family's evil origins than I ever wanted to know. But no worries. My crazy estranged ...

Life would be easier if I really was an evil witch like the rest of my family. I did it. I managed to free all of the creatures enslaved in the pages of the Lovell family’s disgusting grimoire and I destroyed the book to make sure they stayed free. I thought life would go back to normal once I finished my task, but boy was I wrong. Turns out I’m not the last remaining Lovell witch after all. I have an older sister, and she’s been hiding from everyone—including me—for years. Even better? One of my lovers was responsible for wiping her from everyone’s memory. And now, not only has...

It’s me, a mage with broken magic, plus two demi-gods, an incubus, and a pair of shifters against a grudge-holding fae. I’m not liking those odds. I’m honor-bound to help out an old friend, especially when he’s a mega-hot demi-god. Emrys says it’ll only take an hour or two of my time, but when the grudge-holding fae Taneisha shoots us through a portal into faery, suddenly I’m along for the ride, which will be however long it takes us to solve her puzzles. At least I know my five companions. I attended Goldenbriar Academy with them, although this is the first I’ve seen them ...