The Sissy Institute

Hilya adalah seorang gadis desa yang menempuh pendidikan di pesantren. Dia mendapatkan kesempatan untuk melanjutkan pendidikan S2 nya di Khartoum International Institute For Arabic Language Sudan. Namun impiannya untuk menempuh pendidikan pasca sarjana itu hancur, saat kedua orang tuanya menjodohkan dia dengan seorang pengusaha kaya dari kota. Keserakahan orang tua Hilya membuat masa depan Hilya menjadi kelam, karena ternyata laki-laki kaya yang menikahinya, hanya ingin memanfaatkannya saja untuk kepentingan bisnis.

My Vampire fiancé, Vincent, was the powerful prince of New York's most influential coven. He had lived for centuries and was notoriously ruthless, yet he bestowed upon me, and only me, every honor imaginable. But one month before our Union Ceremony, he suddenly insisted on postponing it. The reason was his childhood friend, Camilla, was dying from a rare condition known as Bloodline Degeneration. To repay a life debt from long ago, he wanted to hold a mock wedding with her to fulfill her last wish to wear a wedding gown. I refused outright. It was a flagrant violation of coven dignity. But he pressured me relentlessly, using a supposed ancient code of honor as emotional blackmail. Then, two weeks before the ceremony, I received an anonymous email containing an advanced blood analysis report. Only then did I learn that he hadn't just been preparing a wedding; he had already secretly formed a Mutual Blood Bond with her, a pact that would bind their lives together for eternity. In that moment, I finally understood. My two centuries of devotion to him had been nothing more than a joke. And so, I called off our union and set fire to everything he had ever given me. On the day of the ceremony, I traveled to Europe's Supreme Institute for Vampiric Research in Italy and took charge of the Institute's most secret and critical project. From that day forward, I would have nothing more to do with the noble prince. We were finished.

"I've decided to join your pharmaceutical research institute and continue with my medical research, Mr. Clark." Melvin Clark chuckles. "Your husband loves you so deeply. Will he agree to let you go abroad for medical research?" "This is my decision to make. It has nothing to do with him." "Alright, then. When will you arrive?" "In a week." "Okay. I'll be waiting." "There's one more thing. Do you need a tester for the memory-erasing potion you developed?" Melvin's voice turns grim. "Are you saying…" "Send me a bottle. I'll test it."

The world is filled with hypocrites—yes, hypocrites. And I am one of them, a traitor to the heart that once held me dear. What am I to do when the one who is not mine, Is the only one I long to call my own? - Emily Grace Mitchel Emily Grace Mitchel, seorang gadis yang akan menginjak semester akhir di California Institute of the Arts. Awalnya hidupnya benar-benar indah saat bertemu dengan kekasih pujaan hatinya, Liam Harris si pewaris tahta Celestial Groups. Namun, segalanya berputar 180 derajat saat ia bertemu Lucas, sepupu Liam yang notabenenya adalah playboy nomor 1 dari Harris Family. Hidupnya, sikapnya bahkan hatinya! Sial, Lucas mengacaukan segalanya!

Fresh out of the National Research Institute, I loaded up on my wife's favorite snacks and ordered a vibrant bouquet of roses, eager to surprise her. I stashed the treats in her office, then stepped out to grab the flowers. But in those fleeting minutes, a stranger had ripped open every package and devoured everything. I glared at him. "Who gave you permission to touch those?" He shot me a look of pure disdain. "Buzz off, flower boy. Drop your crap and scram!" The secretary at the door snickered. "You heard the man. He's Ms. Bowman's husband. Better run before he leaves a bad review." I pulled out my phone and called my wife. "Who is this guy in your office?"

Avianna Leondale enters the Amaranthine Institute for Werewolves with two purpose: to graduate from highschool quietly and to get her highschool diploma. She was fine being a loner, an outcast, a nobody. She doesn't have any plan to meet new friends, not even her mate. However, the Moon Goddess seemed to have a different plan for her. In that very school, she met her twin mates. If it's not shocking enough, she had the top competing Alphas as her mates. She wasn't interested, but upon discovering something about her Alphas, she slowly got herself immersed in her fate. She even met new friends and even got herself enemies. Everything had changed. Including her purpose and plans.

I worked tirelessly to secure a major project with the design institute, but my husband fabricated lies out of nowhere, claiming I was dragging the company down. He handed the credit for my work to his first love. Instead of getting angry, I laughed and gave my position as the company's Design Director to his precious first love too. "Working on projects all the time is exhausting. Why don't I just make you the company's Design Director instead?" Every single colleague thought I'd lost my mind, but nobody knew the project could only succeed because of my unique design style and my connections. Without me, the project would not just fail. The entire company would collapse.

Matthew Greene is the handsome and successful CEO of Greene Designs and at the height of his career when he finds himself in search of a new assistant to help out with the upcoming annual fundraiser. He goes out and meets Emma Anderson, an Art Institute grad who is eager to work and has no problem speaking her mind and standing up for herself. Matthew doesn’t have much experience with women with a backbone and is unsure of how to handle Emma. What will happen to their relationship when they discover that they woke up together in Emma’s bed the morning of her interview? Will her overpowering personality distract him from the creative process that he has spent the last ten years perfecting? And what happens when a rival designer shows up and swoops Emma off of her feet? Will Matthew be able to handle the emotional rollercoaster or will Greene Designs suffer?

At our college reunion, I let slip about the three great catches I was dating online. One ran a successful law firm, the other was a researcher at a leading institute, while another was an up-and-coming tech mogul on the Forbes list. My so-called best friend, Cassie Young, paused halfway through her plate of ribs. Giving me the side glance, she voiced her sarcasm. “I feel sorry for your future husband. Of all the women he could have, he had to marry someone with a rich history.” I took a sip of my juice and responded, “Honestly, I’m pretty stressed about the whole thing. They are all amazing. I can’t decide between them. Cassie, does anyone tickle your fancy? You can have one.” As her cutlery clattered on the table, Cassie widened her eyes. “A-Are you for real?”

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Institute—and the only person in the world with real deep-sea rescue experience. When my younger brother's submarine went down and he called for help from 35,000 feet below, I hung up on him. Then, calm and unhurried, I went straight to the police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research data. A few minutes later, my father called, furious. "Your brother's life is hanging by a thread—where the hell are you?! I demand you to get to the site and save him right now, or you won't see a single penny of the family fortune!" I pulled the blanket over myself and said into the phone, perfectly composed, "Busy. Don't bother me—I'm trying to sleep."