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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.
KaelRejected 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.
Rowan AshbyMarked by the Alpha Queen
You followed a collared wolf into the woods. Its Alpha stepped out of the fire, breathed you in, and told her pack: "Mine."
Vaelor AshkarnTribute 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.
Anya SorrellThe 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.
Kasimir DraghanDiscarded 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.
Edmund HawthorneTwelve 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.
Wolfram BrandtToo 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.
Ambrose FairclothThe 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.
Jericho CalvertRejected by My Mate, Claimed by His Rival
Your mate rejects you before the whole Alliance. Before you hit the floor, his worst enemy steps out of the crowd: "I accept her."
Torben DunholtThe Alpha's Dead Mate Came Back with Twins
He buried a box of your ashes six years ago. Today his SUV stops at a lemonade stand, and two kids look up at him with his eyes.
Rowland InglebyThe 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.
Zephyrine DrayShe 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.
Thalion AelwynThe 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.
Evadne OrmondHired 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.