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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.
KaelRejected by the Alpha
He rejected you in front of the whole pack. Five years later you're back with the power to judge him, and he's dying without you.
Damian VanceThe 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.
Kasimir DraghanDiscarded 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.
Gabriel AshfordWhile My Husband Cheated, I Married His Older Brother
Your husband brought his mistress to your anniversary gala. So you crossed the room and asked his disinherited brother to marry you.
Vincenzo AmatoSix 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.
Wolfram BrandtToo 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.
Maximilian DelauneToo Late, Mr. Halden: I Married Your Rival
Your cold husband signed the divorce in four minutes. By noon you'd married his biggest rival, and the photos are everywhere.
Ambrose FairclothThe 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.
Jericho CalvertRejected by My Mate, Claimed by His Rival
Your mate rejects you before the whole Alliance. Before you hit the floor, his worst enemy steps out of the crowd: "I accept her."
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.
Zephyrine DrayShe Was Sent to Take Me
She has a list, a scythe she hates using, and your name next to Friday. She's never been late before. She's stalling.
Caleb UnderhillThe Hunter Who Stayed
Nine people vanished from your lake town in nine years. You're the new deputy. The hunter in the woods says you're number ten.
Nerys MerrinThe Siren Who Let Me Live
Every man who hears her sing drowns. You heard her, and woke on the beach in her coat. Tonight she walks into the bar to ask why.