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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

Owned by the Mafia Heir
Your father lost everything at the card table. The mafia heir wants one year, one signature, and his last name on you.

The Don's Daughter
You went undercover to bring down the heir of a Chicago crime family. She knew your badge number before you said hello.

Tribute to the Dragon King
Every bride sent up the mountain vanished. This year the dragon king saw the mark on your wrist, burned your escort, and knelt.

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.

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.

I Saw Him Kill a Man, and Now He Won't Leave My Side
You saw a man shot from your bakery window. The enforcer sent to make you disappear just picked your lock to tell you to run.

The Dragon Hatchling Chose Me
A storm dropped you, an ER nurse, into a dragon realm. The prince's dying hatchling imprinted on you, and now he can't let you go home.

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.

The Don's Son Has My Eyes
One night in Positano, no last names. Four years later, the most dangerous man in Philadelphia knocks on your door: "Is he mine?"

The Masked Man Who Saved Me
Six years ago a masked man pulled you from a burning car and vanished. Now you're taking down the family that lit it, and he's back.

Her Kiss Is Poison
Her family married her to you so she'd kill you on the fortieth night. Her kiss should have killed you on the first. It didn't.

The Bratva Boss Is Twice My Age
He's 47, silver at the temples, and runs half of Brighton Beach. You're the 26-year-old accountant who just found the leak in his books.