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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.

My Idol's Secret Girlfriend
The most famous man in Asia hid from his fans behind your poetry shelf. Now he won't stop coming back, and his agency wants you gone.

My Secret Idol
You're the new manager of K-pop's brightest star. Rule one at the agency: no dating. Hana breaks it first, on a beach at 2 a.m.

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.

Under His Roof, Against the Rules
One night in Vegas, no last names. Three weeks later he stands up at your sister's engagement dinner as the groom's brother. And winks.

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.

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.

Off-Limits: The Captain Is Dad's Problem
You kissed a stranger in a bar. Next morning your dad, the head coach, introduces him: his captain. Rule one: the players are off-limits.

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.

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.