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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

12 stories

A blizzard strands you at a widowed duke's estate for twelve nights. He banned Christmas there years ago. You plan to bring it back.

The developer buying your family's Christmas shop gets 24 days to change his mind. You give him an apron and a job behind the counter.

She owns the mountain, she's never fallen, and she's marrying the man who's buying it on New Year's Eve. You have 26 days to teach her.

You pulled a wounded fox out of a flooded ditch. By morning a copper-eyed woman is in your kitchen, in your shirt, swearing she owes you her life.

Your secret column calls him the coldest duke in London. Now you're his wife, and he's hired Bow Street to find the writer.

You overhear the Season's most beautiful rake admit he needs your fortune. So you give him six weeks, one rule: no lies. Ever.

One fellowship, two finalists: you and the golden boy you'd rather set on fire. Then you find him crying in the rare-books vault at midnight.

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

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.

He left you at 22 to chase the buckle. Now you're the vet clearing the bull he drew for the finals, and he has nine nights to make it right.

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.

London, 1815. A duke wants her fortune. Her solution: hire her stable master to play her fiancé for one Season. That's you.