Jeannie MacPherson left her ice cream empire to find peace on a rustic Maine island. Instead she found irascible Matthew Connelly, recovering from a suspicious gunshot wound. It didn’t help that he was drop-dead gorgeous. Or that he was just as reluctantly attracted to her as she was to him. Connelly had secrets, and Jeannie didn’t trust him. But that wasn’t enough to keep her away from him. Or to keep her from following him when he left without warning. Neither of them wanted to fall in love. But sometimes fate has other plans.

Madison Simcoe has had enough. She’s a cold, lonely workaholic who’s been harassed one too many times by a fellow worker, it’s Christmas and the spirit is gone, and she feels like a stranger in her own life. A little retail therapy should cheer her up. Macy’s is huge, a giant store full of wonders, and Madison’s happy place. So when she decides to indulge herself, pushing through the big doors on a cold afternoon in December, she’s not expecting to suddenly find herself in 1947, unable to leave the huge building.

She didn’t look like a fraud and a liar, and after years in Army Intelligence, Col. Sam Oliver should know. Instead Elizabeth Hardy was a pale, vulnerable-looking waif, though he didn’t buy her innocent act. He’d always made it a rule to keep his hands off his targets. Some rules were made to be broken.

He was a driven, heartless businessman, trampling anyone who got in his way, until one night when his grinchy-heart exploded. Now, he’s back on earth with a second chance to avoid his fate. His task? To right three of his wrongs. Fail, and he’s not going to like how his story ends.

After Emma accidentally kills her uncle, she's saved by James Killoran, a dissolute dark lord bent on retribution. After her rescue, he decides that she's the perfect instrument to enact his revenge. He just never envisioned that he would fall in love with her.