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There is a saying that work should not be mixed with pleasure. The CEO of Marshmello Printing Press, Mike Ross, seems to be doing the exact opposite of this. Isioma becomes a huge victim of this power-drunk CEO. How is an innocent, naïve girl supposed to navigate her life with work, friendship, pleasure, and love mixed into one without messing up the grey lines? Read Houston Reels to find out.

It’s that time of the year when the alpha of the most powerful pack of werewolves is supposed to find a mate. Every unmated female werewolf within the age of eighteen to twenty-five is welcome to Jupiter Pack for a mating ball where Alpha Adam will find his mate and future luna. *** Irene Gray (recently rejected female) is a little silly, foolish omega. She finds herself attending the mating ball at Jupiter Pack after a series of mishaps and wrong decisions. Adam Aldrin (the cursed alpha of the strongest werewolf pack) is a loner, a stickler for rules, and has no intention of ever getting mated. He finds out his fated mate is an omega who embodies everything he dislikes. With Jupiter Pack turning into something else as vicious creatures are mysteriously spawned and running rampant on a killing spree, Irene and Adam are given no choice but to stay together as they hold the key to solving the mystery behind the mysterious creatures and breaking Adam’s curse. What’s a couple so unlike supposed to do when they’re stuck together? You just have to read and find out!

He was the enemy I was forced to marry. I was the girl raised to destroy him. I was supposed to live a quiet life. Graduate, find a job, stay far away from the shadows of my mother’s past. But then I was taken. Now I’m Mrs. Valerio. Matteo Valerio is cold, dangerous, and untouchable. The heir to a brutal mafia empire built on secrets and blood. He makes it clear: this marriage isn’t love. It’s power. It’s politics. It’s survival. But I didn’t agree to this just to be a pawn. I want answers. About my father’s murder, about the threats still chasing me, about who I really am beneath the name I grew up with. And the closer I get to the truth, the more tangled I become with Matteo himself. Because behind the monster is a man with haunted eyes and a soul that’s been at war for too long. And behind my rage is a heart that was never supposed to feel anything for him. But the past is catching up. Betrayals are rising. And falling in love with your enemy? That’s the most dangerous vow of all.

It begun after an edict of the Emperor marrying Duchess Vanhi, who was unable to turn down his offer. Lixien, who's father revolted against the former reign of the current Emperor, was faced with crisis. Vailan, the Emperor, appointed her to keep an eye on her. It was wholly to prevent another revolt against the Emperor. But with the blossoming romance entanglements, with each passing day, can they really resolve the affairs of their hearts? ** She looked at his eyes containing his supposed secret desire for her. Surprised, she was momentarily in a daze. "Let's cross this line, Lixien. I want you." "I... want you too." The peak of romance that tied their hearts into one, along with their bodies, they were inseparable. But does love stays like that? Would this passionate, and sweet romance prevail the distress and pressure? With her head high and tears trickling down her eyes, she casted her letter one last look and mumbled, "I dare not love you, Vailan. We're supposed not to fall in love in the first place..." What will Vailan do to his wife who left him with a mere letter?

When Delaney turned sixteen the migraines came along with nightmares of a life that was never hers. On her eighteenth birthday, she turned into a wolf. Yeah, a fucking wolf. With no family and a group of men on her heels, she is on the hunt for the man in her dreams. The one whose face haunts her vision every time she closes her eyes. The only thing Delaney is certain of is that she might be batshit crazy, her whole life has been a lie and she is searching for a man named Lach. She is back. It's the only thing on Falcon's mind, ninety-nine lifetimes and finally, they have reached the last. The final rebirth. She has no idea the hell he intends to unleash on her…or planned to. Until she stumbles into his campfire with a curse word and nervous chuckle before passing out. She is supposed to look the same every reincarnation. She is supposed to have striking white hair and golden eyes that pierce your heart. So who the fuck is this redheaded, green-eyed spitfire with the aura of the woman he was been predestined to slaughter in every lifetime?

He was supposed to be her sister's Fiancee but one incident brought them together and now the playboy billionaire flirt wants to marry her instead of her sister Kira Reed is an easygoing, though sometimes crazy, kind of girl who wants nothing but a perfect love life with her boyfriend, Jamison, despite coming from a poor home with a callous father and aunt who treat her and her sister Mina badly. Kira wants nothing but a peaceful life. However, her whole life takes a nasty turn when she is forced to marry the most despicable person on Earth, if she would say, and who was also supposed to be her sister's fiancé. Well, he's none other than Dylan Bills, the rich heir to the Bills conglomerate, a crazy bad boy, a total playboy, a pervert, a professional flirt, and a boobs-and-ass freak who could go crazy for anything called boobs and ass so long as it's massive. Now Kira and Dylan had already met in a popular mall before, and their encounter had been anything but eventful, which of course resulted in Kira's dislike for him, and she even prayed not to cross paths with him again. But now that one thing led to another and they were being forced to get married, how do you think they're going to take the news, especially Kira? And what about Kira's elder sister, Mina, who was supposed to be the real bride here but lost the chance to her younger sister because of a certain mistake? How do you think she's going to take the news? As for Dylan, do you think he's going to change his bad, flirtatious ways for the little cute wife whom he finds really interesting? And what if there's more to the story that I'm letting on...?

Liam, my stepbrother, has been a pain in the rear for three years. We fight every time we talk. Every time we see each other, we remember that moment, which we never talk about. The one in the yard behind where our parents had their wedding dinner. The event that almost made everything bad. Our parents are now going for a trip to celebrate their first anniversary, leaving us all alone in the house. Simple plan: we'll stay on different sides, ignore each other, and act like we're working. But then there's a fire on my side of the house, and all of a sudden I have to share a floor, a hallway, and a wall that is too thin to be safe with him. The worst times are at night. I hear him. I can feel him. And every disagreement ends too close. Every stare stays too long. Every breath turns into heat I can’t escape. We’re supposed to protect our parents’ happiness. We’re supposed to act like good brothers. But how do you pretend you hate someone when all you want is to drag him into your bed? Then the holidays arrive with our whole extended family. We’re forced to play perfect boys while nearly pulling each other apart behind locked doors. And just when I think things can’t get worse, Liam’s cheating ex shows up begging to take him back. The jealousy nearly wrecks me… and reveals everything. But the real disaster hits one night with a broken condom and a hurried hospital visit. Two scary weeks that make us imagine a life we’re not supposed to want. A future that feels too good to lose. The test is negative. But the damage is done. We want each other.

He wasn’t supposed to notice her. She wasn’t supposed to want him. And her daughter definitely wasn’t supposed to fall in love with him first. “He’s not just dangerous,” she whispers to herself . “He’s the kind of man who ruins your life slowly… and makes you thank him for it.” He rides loud. He loves hard. And once he wants something, he doesn’t let go. “You don’t get to look at me like that,” she tells him. His smile is slow. Predatory. Certain. “I already did,” he says. “And now you’re mine.” She’s a single mother barely holding it together. He’s a biker king with blood on his hands and loyalty carved into his bones. Their worlds should never touch. But they collide anyway. “You think I don’t know what you’re doing to me?” he growls. Her back hits the wall. His body cages her in. “You think I’d touch you if I didn’t plan to keep you?” This isn’t a sweet romance. It’s raw. Possessive. Unforgiving. The kind of love that marks you. “Mummy,” her daughter says softly, holding his hand. “Can he stay forever?” He shouldn’t want them. But the idea of leaving them hurts worse than any knife. “I don’t share,” he tells her in the dark. “Not my bike. Not my club. And definitely not my woman.” One kiss turns into hunger. One night turns into obsession. And one choice could burn everything down. “If you climb on my bike,” he warns, voice low and lethal, “you don’t get off unchanged.”

Brielle Quinn has always followed the rules—until her dreams start breaking them. At twenty, she’s brilliant, ambitious, and haunted by forbidden fantasies of the one man she can never have: Desmond Blackwood, her father’s best friend. When a violent attack forces her into hiding, she’s placed under Desmond’s protection in a remote cabin far from the world they know. What starts as tension quickly spirals into desire. One stolen kiss turns into sleepless nights, tangled sheets, and secrets they can’t bury. But Brielle isn’t just fighting her feelings—she’s the target of a dangerous vendetta tied to her father’s past. As lies unravel and enemies close in, Brielle uncovers dark family secrets that threaten everything she thought she knew. And Desmond? He may be her greatest love… or the biggest lie of all. Their love is forbidden. Their enemies are watching. And the past won’t stay buried. She was supposed to be safe with him. She was never supposed to fall.

A melody singing about lost and found lovers traveled through Harper's mind until she was overwhelmed. Her heart was pumping adrenaline into her bloodstream. This was her mate, the man she was supposed to be with. She couldn’t believe her eyes. "Happy birthday, Harper." A wave of heat burnt Harper's skin. Her heart was pounding, and she was growing nauseous—there was even a rush of adrenaline. "No-no-no, you can't be my mate!" Harper took a step back from her supposed mate, whose features grew dark. Looking at his face made her dizzy. "You're not a werewolf... You're gorgeous, but you're..." Harper gulped. "What are you?" *** Can a female become the alpha of her pack? According to her father, Harper is too soft to become the next alpha. Therefore, he has arranged for Harper to marry a werewolf of another pack. Someone more suited to become the next alpha. But Harper doesn't want to marry a stranger. She wishes to find her true mate, but where could he be?