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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.
Cain VarekUnknown 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.
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.
Rosalind KingsfordI 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.
Rex FairweatherOne 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.
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.
Paloma KavanaghDivorced 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.
Ottoline NordahlHer 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%.
Aidan VexleyReborn, I Chase the Man Who Died for Me
He died digging you out of an avalanche. Now you wake on the day you met him, ready to love him right. He won't come near you.
Coraline NadeauShe 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.
Torsten KilbanePoisoned 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.
Ulrika OakhartClaimed 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.
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.