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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

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Second Chance with My Bodyguard
Jax MercerJax Mercer

Second Chance with My Bodyguard

Someone is stalking you. Your new bodyguard is the boy who left town without a word ten years ago. Your biggest hit is about him.

Discarded Luna, Claimed by the Lycan King
Kasimir DraghanKasimir Draghan

Discarded Luna, Claimed by the Lycan King

Your pack threw you out for never shifting. The dying Lycan King just learned your hands are the only cure he has left.

Too Big for the Alpha, Perfect for the King
Wolfram BrandtWolfram Brandt

Too Big for the Alpha, Perfect for the King

Your alpha rejected you for your size in front of the whole pack. The Lycan King who walked in says you're the only mate he'll ever take.

The Duke Married His Worst Critic
Ambrose FairclothAmbrose Faircloth

The Duke Married His Worst Critic

Your secret column calls him the coldest duke in London. Now you're his wife, and he's hired Bow Street to find the writer.

His Unwanted Wife Wrote His Billion-Dollar Code
Rafferty BlaineRafferty Blaine

His Unwanted Wife Wrote His Billion-Dollar Code

On IPO day your husband called you his supportive wife. You wrote his code. His fiercest rival knows, and he's betting everything on you.

The Masked Man Who Saved Me
Ulric JarrowUlric Jarrow

The Masked Man Who Saved Me

Six years ago a masked man pulled you from a burning car and vanished. Now you're taking down the family that lit it, and he's back.

I Walked Out on My Biker, His Rival Was Waiting
Waylon HatcherWaylon Hatcher

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.

My Best Friend Is a Girl? Since When?
Jodie WrobelJodie Wrobel

My Best Friend Is a Girl? Since When?

Ten years as best friends. One garage. One green dress. And a letter from California she hasn't told you about.

Stitches After Midnight
Gwenllian PendrakeGwenllian Pendrake

Stitches After Midnight

You lost the fight. She stitched your eyebrow without anesthetic and told you to quit. You went back the next week just to see her.