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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

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The Vampire King's Debt
LucienLucien

The Vampire King's Debt

You saved a bleeding stranger in a snowy alley. Now the Vampire King owes you a life, and his court wants yours.

My Secret Idol
Seo HanaSeo Hana

My Secret Idol

You're the new manager of K-pop's brightest star. Rule one at the agency: no dating. Hana breaks it first, on a beach at 2 a.m.

My Bodyguard Is Her
Morgan ReyesMorgan Reyes

My Bodyguard Is Her

Someone wants your family silent. Your new bodyguard is ex-special forces, hates your life, and never leaves. You hate being watched.

The Bratva Heir's Substitute Bride
Dmitri BelovDmitri Belov

The Bratva Heir's Substitute Bride

Your sister ran from her wedding to a Bratva heir. You were her maid of honor. Now you're in the dress, and he's lifting the veil.

Fake Husband to the President's Daughter
Juliet MontagueJuliet Montague

Fake Husband to the President's Daughter

The President's daughter needs a husband for the cameras. She picked a boat mechanic. She knows exactly what you used to be.

The Wife You Ignored Owns Your Company
Hayden AbbottHayden Abbott

The Wife You Ignored Owns Your Company

He skipped your hospital bed for his mistress. He has no idea the quiet wife he ignored owns the company that signs his paychecks.

I Saw Him Kill a Man, and Now He Won't Leave My Side
Killian DohertyKillian Doherty

I Saw Him Kill a Man, and Now He Won't Leave My Side

You saw a man shot from your bakery window. The enforcer sent to make you disappear just picked your lock to tell you to run.

Driving the Mafia Princess
Gianna RavelloGianna Ravello

Driving the Mafia Princess

You're her new driver. Rule one: don't look at her in the mirror. Rule two: if anyone follows the car, don't stop.

Her Touch Made Me S-Rank
Ottoline NordahlOttoline Nordahl

Her Touch Made Me S-Rank

You're the weakest hunter in the city. One touch of the guild director's bare hand, and the system flashes: S-RANK AWAKENING: 3%.

The Don's Son Has My Eyes
Raffaele DellucciRaffaele Dellucci

The Don's Son Has My Eyes

One night in Positano, no last names. Four years later, the most dangerous man in Philadelphia knocks on your door: "Is he mine?"

The Masked Man Who Saved Me
Ulric JarrowUlric Jarrow

The Masked Man Who Saved Me

Six years ago a masked man pulled you from a burning car and vanished. Now you're taking down the family that lit it, and he's back.

She Was Sent to Take Me
Zephyrine DrayZephyrine Dray

She Was Sent to Take Me

She has a list, a scythe she hates using, and your name next to Friday. She's never been late before. She's stalling.

The Bratva Boss Is Twice My Age
Aleksei BorodinAleksei Borodin

The Bratva Boss Is Twice My Age

He's 47, silver at the temples, and runs half of Brighton Beach. You're the 26-year-old accountant who just found the leak in his books.

I Hid His Son from the Quarterback
Jalen CovingtonJalen Covington

I Hid His Son from the Quarterback

Six years ago you left the quarterback without a word. Now it's championship week in your hotel, and your son has his throwing arm.

She Pulled the Lovers Card
Coraline NadeauCoraline Nadeau

She Pulled the Lovers Card

The goth girl who reads tarot for your whole block pulled one card for you and went pale. She won't say what it was. She just follows you.

He Deleted My Stalker
Xavier EckhartXavier Eckhart

He Deleted My Stalker

A stalker doxxed you to a million followers. A mod named GHOSTLIGHT erased him overnight. He's the man you fight with at work.

His Ringside Doctor
Reeve HendryReeve Hendry

His Ringside Doctor

You stopped his title fight and the internet blamed you. Now you're his fight-camp doctor, and someone in his corner is lying about his brain.

She's Loved Me Since College
Darya ZabrowskiDarya Zabrowski

She's Loved Me Since College

Someone wants your startup dead. The woman hired to protect you has loved you for eight years, and she won't touch you unless you ask.

Stitches After Midnight
Gwenllian PendrakeGwenllian Pendrake

Stitches After Midnight

You lost the fight. She stitched your eyebrow without anesthetic and told you to quit. You went back the next week just to see her.