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...

Stuck living in the catacombs underneath what used to be NYC, I've managed to stay hidden and alive and safe-ish. But when my guardian fails to return from a supply run, I'm forced to contemplate life on the surface. Worse? Three warriors have infiltrated my home, insisting that I am the last gold dragon they've been searching for. That everything I know everything I've believed is a lie.

Sylas. You. Absolute. Prat. You remember what we’ve sacrificed to get to this godforsaken academy, right? All for you, I might add. And while I downed that potion to qualify—the one with a 50 percent chance of killing me—what were you doing?

Sophia is a bored and lonely princess, more content to live out her days locked away in her chambers than facing the increasingly grotesque suitors her father forces on her. With her younger brother destined for the throne, there isn’t much value to her but in a marriage alliance. And so, she is destined to live out her days as the trophy wife of some fat merchant or lecherous lord, occasionally bearing children to bolster the ranks of the wealthy and powerful.

It was supposed to be an easy job. My last heist for the Crescent Coven that would finally release me from their service. But they neglected to tell me I was stealing from The House of Shadows from the most ruthless vampire in New Orleans. Caught by Romans crew, I am terrified that I traded one lifelong debt for another. Between the arrogant wolf, the mysterious dragon, and the irritating fae assassin, the men of The House of Shadows have monsters brewing inside. They're ruthless, frustrated, and angry that Roman dragged me into their world.

When my wolf appears for the first time, I'm so overjoyed that I don't think; I just run into the forest… and smack into Black Maddox, the leader of my pack. Only he doesn't believe that I'm what I say I am. He insists that I'm part of a rival pack and locks me up in his basement. Black's twice my age, insanely powerful, and has a streak of darkness running through him a mile wide and an ocean deep.

A terrifying dream is just the beginning of Jenny’s nightmare. Echoes of the past creep into Jenny and Shaun’s relationship, sending it into a tailspin. Meanwhile, a psychopath weaves his web with mysterious gifts. Susan tries to warn Jenny. But there is only so much you can do from the grave. Out of desperation, Shaun declares he will stare down the devil if that is what it takes to save Jenny from her nightmare, not realizing that is exactly what he’d have to do.

Wolfgang Volker is many things: vampire, psychopath, connoisseur of fine living. But impulsive? Never that. Until the day he sets foot in Hyde Park and catches a certain enticing scent on the wind. His mate is here, gorgeous and oblivious and undeniably human. And it doesn't take long for Wolfe to make the most impulsive move of his whole undead existence.

I'm the daughter of the Don, but my life as a mafia princess is far from a fairy-tale. Trapped in a pretty cage, my family clipped my wings so that I can fill the role all princesses are tasked: to marry a prince and secure an alliance. My mob boss father would give anything to gain an edge over the rest of the Supernatural Syndicates in New York—including me.

Born into a war almost as old as Sol and Lune themselves, Lumen, Lady of Fenn Manor has watched her family sacrifice for years at the altar of her country's ambitions. Alone and unprotected when the enemy army arrives on her doorstep, she faces two impossible choices: run north to her countrymen, or protect her home and bear the company of the temperamental General Westbrook. As the army’s stay stretches on, Lumen learns what she’s willing to sacrifice and what cannot be surrendered.

Shadowmoor has forged me into who I am today, and I have the mark and scars to prove it. I never thought I'd see the light again, but it seems destiny has other plans for me. My father's arrival means life as I know it is about to change. Silvercrest Academy trains and prepares the most gifted and privileged among us for their future contributions to the Monarchy. I may come from the right family, but I am a void.

Faye agreed to her sister’s brilliant idea to sneak into the Hunter’s Moon ball. A night the vampires in attendance held sacred, lusting under the eerie glow of the blood red moon. Faye was no vampire. She wasn’t even a race that possessed magic. Her ceremony failed, marking her an Anarian. A mortal without magic. After a run in with the Shadow Prince, Faye begins dreaming of him. His yearnful gaze leaves her feeling cherished after she wakes. A pleasant daydream, since men like him didn’t exist. Not for women like her.

Daisy Murray was our best friend, the girl of our dreams, and the glue that held us all together. But our town hosted an evil presence, and it wanted Daisy all for itself. One night, it took her from us, and she was erased from history. On the tenth anniversary of her disappearance, we are summoned home—back to the tainted town—by the ghost of the girl we all loved. It should be impossible, but there's no chance any of us are willing to miss the opportunity to see her again.

All I ever wanted was a better life for me and my father. So when I discover the Beta Trials—the government's new initiative to join a Beta to every Alpha-Omega pack—I sign up immediately. The trials just might be my one chance at finding a pack. And if I train hard enough, the government will assign me a pack before I even graduate. Sounds good, right? Except I have one little problem... My new pack doesn't want me.

Professor Harak H'gin leads a peaceful life studying linguistics on his native planet of Plumeria. Until the day he stumbles across a bedraggled, beautiful human female. Dared by a colleague to transform the pitiful creature into a true member of their society, Harak takes on the challenge. Forced to eke out a meager living selling flowers, Liza is desperate to improve her situation. When a chance meeting offers the opportunity to become something more than a menial worker, she doesn't hesitate—even though it means moving in with the arrogant, handsome alien.

Sloane walked out of my life eight years ago, and in the wake of her departure, people say I turned cold. Callous. Ruthless. But now she's suddenly back, crashing into my life like a hurricane and upending everything I've built since she's been gone. Worst of all, she acts as though things can go back to the way they were before and we can just pick up where we left off. She's wrong. She'll learn soon enough that I'm not the lovesick boy she once left behind, and I'll never forgive her for the way she left.