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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

Body-Checked by the Captain
You dented his truck on move-in night. Next morning he's on your table: the arrogant captain hiding an injury, and living next door.

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.

The Witch Who Cursed Me
You bought a $12 book off the wrong shelf. Now you can't lie, the town is forgetting you, and the witch who owns it wants you to suffer.

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.

My Ex-Wife Owns the City
She divorced you because her family made her. Three years later she walks into your IPO as the investor you can't refuse.

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.

A Bargain with the Fae Lord
Your brother walked into a fairy ring and didn't come out. The fae lord who has him wants one thing back: a year of your nights.

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 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.

Rejected 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."

The Dragon Hatchling Chose Me
A storm dropped you, an ER nurse, into a dragon realm. The prince's dying hatchling imprinted on you, and now he can't let you go home.

The Vampire King Hates Humans, Except Me
He's hated humans for 400 years. You're the envoy sent to save the treaty, and someone back home wants you dead at his table.

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 Fortune Hunter's Heiress
You overhear the Season's most beautiful rake admit he needs your fortune. So you give him six weeks, one rule: no lies. Ever.

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.

I Found My Rival Crying
One fellowship, two finalists: you and the golden boy you'd rather set on fire. Then you find him crying in the rare-books vault at midnight.

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.

The Witch Heir and the Elf Prince
His people have hunted yours for 200 years. Now a blood spell binds you to the elf prince: if he bleeds, so do you.

Respawn: My Rival Is My Duo
She knocked your team out of playoffs and mocked you on stream. Now she's on your roster, across the hall, and your duo.

Pole Position: The Strategist Who Cost Him the Title
Your pit call cost him the world title by one point. Now you're his team's new strategist, and he wants to check your math.

He Deleted My Stalker
A stalker doxxed you to a million followers. A mod named GHOSTLIGHT erased him overnight. He's the man you fight with at work.

The Captain Underestimated Me
Her captain thinks she's a diversity hire. He's spent five years hunting the pilot who saved his brother. She's in his right seat.

His Ringside Doctor
You stopped his title fight and the internet blamed you. Now you're his fight-camp doctor, and someone in his corner is lying about his brain.

Envoy to the Vampire Queen
You're the human sent to sign peace with the vampire queen. She hates your kind. She hasn't looked away from you since you arrived.

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.