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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

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Rejected by the Alpha
KaelKael

Rejected by the Alpha

He rejected you in front of the whole pack. Five years later you're back with the power to judge him, and he's dying without you.

The Omega Who Woke the Moon
Anya SorrellAnya Sorrell

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.

Twelve Nights with the Duke
Edmund HawthorneEdmund Hawthorne

Twelve Nights with the Duke

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.

Too Big for the Alpha, Perfect for the King
Wolfram BrandtWolfram Brandt

Too Big for the Alpha, Perfect for the King

Your alpha rejected you for your size in front of the whole pack. The Lycan King who walked in says you're the only mate he'll ever take.

Wrong Suite: One Night with My Fiancé's Uncle
Nathaniel CroftonNathaniel Crofton

Wrong Suite: One Night with My Fiancé's Uncle

You caught your fiancé cheating and ended it. Then your keycard opened the wrong suite, and his uncle opened the door.

The Duke Married His Worst Critic
Ambrose FairclothAmbrose Faircloth

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
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.

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 Fortune Hunter's Heiress
Rowland InglebyRowland Ingleby

The Fortune Hunter's Heiress

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

Poisoned by My Prince? Watch Me Wed His Enemy
Torsten KilbaneTorsten Kilbane

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.

Hired to Be Her Fiancé
Evadne OrmondEvadne Ormond

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.