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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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

The 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.

Her 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%.

Reborn, 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.

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.