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.

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...

Dinero, placer, fiestas y mi pasión: las apuestas. Esa es la mundana vida que llevo en Miami, una que podría definirse como un desmadre en todo su esplendor, pero así me gusta a mí. Sin embargo, de un momento a otro mi padre me obliga a pasar el verano lejos de todo eso, en un maldito pueblo que no he pisado en más de una década. Soportarlo tendrá que bastar para poder conservar todos los beneficios que disfruto por ser el hijo de un político exitoso y millonario.

Siempre observados por los prejuicios de la gente, los hermanos Kendrick eran tan opuestos como el día y la noche. Mientras que a Seth, el mayor, lo catalogaban como el mismísimo Sol del sistema que formaban sus familiares y compañeros, a Joshua todos lo veían casi como una luna: oscuro, alejado, distante.

Mi vida se resume en infancia turbia, destrucción y muerte. Nací y fui criado para ser heredero de la bratva. Deserté de esta buscando venganza; en cambio encontré una familia. Y también dolor. Bess Miller fue la causante de ello. Ella era mi castigo. Ella, lo intocable, el puto cielo, pelo rojo como el fuego del Hades. No debía poner mis ojos ni manos en su cuerpo. Era la sangre de mi hermano, el vicepresidente de mi club.

My fresh start turned into a dumpster fire. Awesome new job. Small town heaven. Friendly faces galore. Then I strolled into my new home and found the unspeakable. Just when I'm sure it can't get worse, I'm “rescued” by a man who makes me see red for miles. Enter Lucas Graves. A bossy grump with a badge who's sworn to keep me safe. He rocks the scary-hot vibe, he reads too much, and he never misses a chance to give me crap for being a nerdy little cactus who mouths back. Not the type of man I'd go for in my right mind. Definitely not the type I should keep trading bruising kisses with.

Tras pasar dos años en una academia de artes marciales, Isabella obtiene luz verde para volver al país que le quitó la rosa más valiosa de su vida. Lista para tomar venganza y acabar con los malnacidos que le arrebataron a su madre, y empezando una nueva vida mientras pasa desapercibida, no esperaba toparse con aquellos ojos tan grises como un cielo oscuro después de una tormenta. Él no dejará que nadie la toque por una promesa de sangre que hizo. Ella es el blanco de una de las organizaciones criminalísticas más peligrosas del mundo.