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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

Unknown Number
A text from an unknown number: Don't get in the cab. You don't. It explodes. Now he's in your phone, and you've never seen his face.

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
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.

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.

The Grump's Christmas Nanny
23 days to Christmas. A grumpy widowed novelist hires you as his nanny. He doesn't know you wrote the review that broke him.

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.

One Night a Year, My Ghost Can Touch Me
You inherit a crumbling Savannah house and its ghost: a 1920s jazz pianist who can touch you one night a year. That night is coming.

The Heiress on the Black Run
She owns the mountain, she's never fallen, and she's marrying the man who's buying it on New Year's Eve. You have 26 days to teach her.

Divorced Me, Now She Needs Me
She signed the divorce papers without a word. Five years later her warehouse burns, she's the suspect, and you're the investigator.

She Pulled the Lovers Card
The goth girl who reads tarot for your whole block pulled one card for you and went pale. She won't say what it was. She just follows you.

My Fake Valentine Is the Firefighter Next Door
Your sister's Valentine's wedding. Your ex is the best man. The firefighter across the hall says he'll be your date before you finish asking.

Claimed by the Enemy Alpha
Two wolf packs are about to go to war. You're the human caught in the middle, and the enemy alpha just told both sides you're hers.

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.