Every project is backed by experienced romance writers and a commitment to getting it right.
100% Human Written
Every story is shaped and written by experienced romance writers. Not AI. We believe great romance requires creativity, emotional depth, and a decidedly human touch.
Unlimited Revisions
Your manuscript isn't complete until you're happy with it. We work closely with you throughout the process and refine the story until it aligns with your vision.
Discreet & Confidential Service
Your privacy is protected at every stage of the project. We operate under strict confidentiality, and all rights to the finished manuscript belong exclusively to you.
On-call Specialists
Romance isn't just one of the genres we write, it's all we do. Every project benefits from a dedicated writer, developmental editor, copyeditor, and project manager working together to deliver exceptional results.
How it works
Getting your next romance novel written is simple. From your initial quote request to final manuscript delivery, our experienced team handles every detail while keeping you informed at key milestones.
request your quote
Tell us about your project using our quote request form. We'll review your requirements and send a personalized quote, timeline, and project recommendations.
book your project
Once you're happy with the proposal, we'll finalize the contract and reserve your spot in our production schedule. You'll be assigned a dedicated project team and we'll get started.
We write your story
Your dedicated writer, developmental editor, copyeditor, and project manager work together to bring your story to life. You'll receive regular updates and opportunities to provide feedback throughout the process.
review, approve, publish
We'll refine your manuscript through our unlimited revision process until you're completely satisfied.
No. All plotting, outlining, writing, character development, and editing are completed by human professionals. We do not use AI for any creative aspect of the ghostwriting process.
Who owns the copyright?
You do. Once the project is complete and paid in full, all rights to the manuscript are transferred to you. We retain no ownership or claim to the work, allowing you to publish, market, and profit from your book as you see fit.
How long does a project take?
Project timelines vary depending on word count and complexity. Your estimated delivery schedule will be included with your quote. As a general guideline, outlines are typically completed within 3 business days, while an 80,000-word novel usually takes approximately 40–45 days to complete.
What romance subgenres do you write?
Our team includes experienced romance ghostwriters who specialize in a wide range of subgenres, including contemporary, paranormal, fantasy, historical, billionaire, small-town, LGBTQ+, reverse harem, dark romance, romantic suspense, and more. If it's romance, we can write it.
How does payment work?
Our most common payment structure is a 50% deposit to secure your project, with the remaining 50% due when the manuscript reaches the halfway milestone and before work begins on the second half of the book. Clients also have the option to pay the full project fee upfront if preferred.
Will I be able to review the manuscript before it's finished?
Absolutely. We provide regular checkpoints throughout the project so you can review progress, provide feedback, and ensure the story is developing according to your vision.
Is my project confidential?
Yes. Client confidentiality is extremely important to us. All projects are handled with complete discretion, and we never disclose client identities, pen names, or project details without explicit permission.
See the Quality for Yourself
Choosing a ghostwriting partner is a big decision. Browse a selection of sample excerpts to get a feel for our writing and quality.
Small town
The door swings open behind me with a sharp gust of wind, and the smell of wet pineintensifies. I turn just as Sawyer steps in, shaking himself like a dog after a particularly rough bath. He looks like the mountain spat him out and handed him a six-foot-two flannel jacket as a consolation prize. Not the lanky teenager I remember. Tall, broad-shouldered, mud on his boots and a streak of grease on his jaw. He’s muttering something to Lila about dog food when he looks over and sees me gaping at him. “June?” His eyebrows lift just slightly. “Hey, Sawyer.” There isn’t a reason in this world for me to feel so self-conscious all of a sudden, but here we are. “You’re back.” His voice is low and steady, but with that hint of surprise figured in. “Not back, back, but… yeah. I guess,” I say, feeling like a dumb high-schooler who can’t keep herself together. “Storm chased me in.”
Shifter
“I don’t know what you think is going on here,” she said, jabbing a finger into the solid wall of my chest, “but this isn’t optional. The old logging trail is the easiest way to get the lumber to the school.” The weight of my bear hit so hard it knocked the air from my lungs. I clenched my teeth as he keened, Mine. A demand so suffocating it shook my entire chest. I stared down at her, seeing the soft curve of her neck and bright flash of hazel in her eyes as I’d never seen it before. It was a brutal, inconvenient jolt that broke the last shred of patience in me. “Wyatt? Are you even listening?” Her voice broke through the haze, and I blinked at her. “No.” The word was a growl. An answer as much as a command to my bear to calm the fuck down. Not her. It couldn’t be her.
Mafia
“I have business to take care of,” he said, bringing his face close to mine. “You can’t leave the city just yet and since I won’t be around all the time, I’ll feel better knowing you have some kind of protection.” I quirked a brow and smiled. “You want me to go around town packing grenades?” “Not quite,” he laughed softly, moving over to one of the shelves. He plucked a basic pistol from it, and turned back to me. “You probably don’t see much of this in your line of work, but—” I took the gun from him, but instead of fumbling like he expected, the cool metal in my hand felt familiar and comfortable. A good fit. I checked the magazine, my fingers moving with practiced ease. His teasing smile faded quickly as he watched me, his eyes widening in surprise.
Billionaire Secret Baby
Our lips were dangerously close. Way too close. His tongue came out, dragging along his bottom lip with excruciating slowness. It was like we’d been thrust into a bubble of tension right there in his office. All the years we’d been apart seemed to vanish in an instant. It felt like only yesterday when I was in his bed…
Romantasy
I reached for her, moving fast, my hand closing around the front of her jacket. An alarmed gasp fell from her lips, her heart hammering against my palm like a war drum. I could feel the heat from her skin through the fabric of her shirt. Or maybe it was mine. The pull. Mine, hers… Constant. “I don’t want to own you, Maeve,” I said, voice rough with emotion. “But gods, I want to keep you breathing.” And then it ignited. A white-hot surge flared beneath my skin. My claws unsheathed without permission, a low growl curling in my throat. I tried to step back, to give her space, but the steady thrum of her pulse called to me. Thoran, mine. My name, her voice, in my head. I’d been fighting the truth of it long enough. This made it clearer than ever. Undeniable.
Cowboy
I pushed his hands away and took a step back, needing some kind of distance between us before I did something stupid. “Being afraid of horses is perfectly normal. And I didn’t need you throwing me onto the horse.” “Bet you enjoyed it, though,” he hummed, cocking his head at me. “Being thrown around like that.” I did. But he didn't need to know that.
