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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

The Billionaire's Contract Wife
He needs a wife for one year. You need the money. His rules: separate rooms, no questions, and never, ever fall in love.

Married to My Boss
Your ice-cold CEO needs a husband by Friday. She picks you, the one who corrects her slides in purple ink. Clause 14: no falling in love.

Sign the Papers, Mr. Kingsley
Three years a contract wife. One gala too many. You leave the divorce papers on his desk, and the heiress he never knew you were walks out.

The Omega Who Woke the Moon
They made you serve wine at her engagement. Then the moon bled, your eyes turned gold, and every wolf knelt. Except her.

The Real Heiress Came Home, and Only He Saw Her
A DNA test says you're the daughter the Whitmores lost at birth. They still prefer the fake one. The coldest heir in Seattle doesn't.

I Married the Ice Queen CEO
Your ex left you for a man with a yacht. Then the coldest CEO in the city walks into your garage and asks you to marry her. Tonight.

The Son-in-Law They Laughed At
Three years of her family calling you useless. One wife who never did. And one phone call that's about to make them kneel.

The Heiress on the Black Run
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.

My Ex Is My New Boss
Five years ago he dumped you by text. Today he bought your restaurant, and his first order is a private tasting, poured by you.

The Duke Married His Worst Critic
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.

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.

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
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%.

His Unwanted Wife Wrote His Billion-Dollar Code
On IPO day your husband called you his supportive wife. You wrote his code. His fiercest rival knows, and he's betting everything on you.

They Laughed at the Gala, I Came Back Owning It
Your fiancé's family made you the joke of their charity gala. One man walked out. A year later, you walk back in owning it.

My Best Friend Is a Girl? Since When?
Ten years as best friends. One garage. One green dress. And a letter from California she hasn't told you about.

Mr. Cold Followed Me Home
You quit as his assistant and fled to a town with one stoplight. Two days later your ice-cold ex-boss rents the room above your mom's diner.

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

Pole Position: The Boss Who Signed Me
Nobody wanted you after the crash. She signed you anyway. Now the youngest boss on the grid needs you to win, or you're both finished.

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.

The Night Cleaner Owns the Building
The night cleaner is the only person at the firm who's ever kind to you. Tomorrow she walks into the boardroom as the owner's daughter.