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...

I was only looking for a place to stay, not the love of my life! Willow: In my quest for a roommate and a temporary place to call home while I navigated through life's uncertainties, I stumbled upon more than I bargained for. Little did I anticipate encountering Jay, my ex-stepbrother, in the search for a living arrangement. The unexpected twist? The undeniable attraction that sparked between us, taking me by surprise. Suddenly, the concept of "playing house" took on an entirely new dimension, one that promised excitement and unpredictability—a venture I am more than willing to embrace. ...

Working a temp job had never been so much fun. Or so satisfying. Amber: In my quest for a temporary job to bridge the financial gap while awaiting the blossoming of my career, I never anticipated that fate would lead me to the position of secretary for none other than my ex-stepbrother, Matt Hutchinson. Much to my surprise, Matt turns out to be not only competent but also remarkably attractive, reigniting the dormant flames of desire I harbored from our past. Matt: The pursuit of a capable assistant to help secure the deal of a lifetime took an unexpected turn when I found it in the last ...

"I want you, Kyra. With every fiber of my being. With every breath that I take, I want you. You have bewitched me as no other woman has and I am determined to get over you. To not feel this way. You will not ruin me." Mason: I'd experienced enough heartbreaks with women to adopt a strict policy against getting too involved. That was until Kyra entered the picture, my newfound stepsister. Against my better judgment, all my preconceived notions crumbled with just one glance at her. I never intended to feel this way, but the undeniable attraction was there. When my father tasked me with ...

Cole could have any woman he wanted. He couldn't want me. Could he? Sofia: I often find myself questioning why someone like Cole, who seemingly has the world at his fingertips, would choose me. The lingering doubt persists, but I can't dismiss the undeniable chemistry – the shared glances, the infectious smiles, and the subtle flirtation that weaves its way into our interactions. There's a magnetic pull, especially after that mind-numbing kiss that renders my knees weak. The perplexing question remains: could Cole genuinely desire a connection with me? Is there a possibility of us ...

It was only supposed to be a one night stand! Chloe: On that fateful night of carefree revelry, I never anticipated encountering him again, let alone discovering that he would soon become my new stepbrother. The allure of our initial encounter lingers persistently in my thoughts, and I find myself unable to shake the desire for another taste—or perhaps more. Sawyer: I am a man accustomed to having my pick of any woman, the forbidden nature of my connection to Chloe only intensifies the craving. Despite the societal boundaries deeming her off-limits, I can't deny the relentless pursuit of ...