Translated from German (yet set in London) this sees teenager Gwyneth discover she has inherited her family’s time travelling gene. Everyone thought it would be her snotty cousin and not the overlooked Gwyneth.
So our heroine is inducted into a secret society, time travels, meets mysterious people, stumbles over renegade time travellers, learns of mysterious prophecies and is patronised by the lame love interest. This is good save for the token lame love interest. I’ll definitely read book 2.
“What does your husband think about you working for a secret Lodge with a time machine in the basement?”