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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

The Billionaire's Contract Wife
He needs a wife for one year. You need the money. His rules: separate rooms, no questions, and never, ever fall in love.

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.

My Ex's Ruthless Brother
He humiliated you at your engagement party. His ruthless older brother wants to help you destroy him. The price? Pretend to be his.

The Prince's Secret Bride
You bossed a soaked stranger behind your counter. He was the Crown Prince. Now he needs a fake fiancée, and the whole kingdom is watching.

Married to My Boss
Your ice-cold CEO needs a husband by Friday. She picks you, the one who corrects her slides in purple ink. Clause 14: no falling in love.

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.

I Died on My Wedding Night
Your husband poisoned you for your trust fund. Now you have 90 days, perfect memory, and a proposal for the man who died trying to save you.

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.

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.

Fake Husband to the President's Daughter
The President's daughter needs a husband for the cameras. She picked a boat mechanic. She knows exactly what you used to be.

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.

I Walked Out on My Biker, His Rival Was Waiting
You walked out on your biker with one bag. His rival offered you a room, no strings. Now both clubs think you're his.

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.

Sacrificed to the God of the Underworld
Your village throws you into the chasm as a sacrifice to the god of the dead. He catches you. He hasn't accepted an offering in 300 years.

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.

Poisoned 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.

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.