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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.

My Ex's Ruthless Brother
He humiliated you at your engagement party. His ruthless older brother wants to help you destroy him. The price? Pretend to be his.

The Vampire Queen's Favorite
The Vampire Queen just named you her Favorite in front of her whole court. Every immortal who wanted that title wants you dead.

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.

Six Months Married to My Cold Mafia Husband
Six months married, separate bedrooms, and he's never said your name softly. Tonight he came home bleeding and said it like a prayer.

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.

A Bargain with the Fae Lord
Your brother walked into a fairy ring and didn't come out. The fae lord who has him wants one thing back: a year of your nights.

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.

Rule One: Don't Fall for Your Roommate
Your new roommate is the most beautiful woman in Minneapolis. She taped 27 rules to the fridge. Rule one: don't fall for 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 Vampire King Hates Humans, Except Me
He's hated humans for 400 years. You're the envoy sent to save the treaty, and someone back home wants you dead at his table.

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 Witch Heir and the Elf Prince
His people have hunted yours for 200 years. Now a blood spell binds you to the elf prince: if he bleeds, so do you.

Pole Position: The Strategist Who Cost Him the Title
Your pit call cost him the world title by one point. Now you're his team's new strategist, and he wants to check your math.

Poisoned by My Prince? Watch Me Wed His Enemy
Your prince poisoned you at your wedding feast. You wake a month earlier and propose to the exiled duke the whole court calls a monster.

Envoy to the Vampire Queen
You're the human sent to sign peace with the vampire queen. She hates your kind. She hasn't looked away from you since you arrived.

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.