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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.

Discarded Luna, Claimed by the Lycan King
Kasimir DraghanKasimir Draghan

Discarded Luna, Claimed by the Lycan King

Your pack threw you out for never shifting. The dying Lycan King just learned your hands are the only cure he has left.

While My Husband Cheated, I Married His Older Brother
Gabriel AshfordGabriel Ashford

While My Husband Cheated, I Married His Older Brother

Your husband brought his mistress to your anniversary gala. So you crossed the room and asked his disinherited brother to marry you.

The Real Heiress Came Home, and Only He Saw Her
Anders DevlinAnders Devlin

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.

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.

Twenty-Four Days to Hate Him
Chase JenningsChase Jennings

Twenty-Four Days to Hate Him

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.

Too Late, Mr. Halden: I Married Your Rival
Maximilian DelauneMaximilian Delaune

Too Late, Mr. Halden: I Married Your Rival

Your cold husband signed the divorce in four minutes. By noon you'd married his biggest rival, and the photos are everywhere.

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 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.

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.

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.

The Rodeo King's Biggest Regret
Heath JessupHeath Jessup

The Rodeo King's Biggest Regret

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.