A Beautiful Constraint Novels & Stories

[ NEW TASK: THE GHOST ] [OBJECTIVE: IGNORE DOMINIC GREYHOUND FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE EVENT. [CRITERIA: NO EYE CONTACT. NO CONVERSATION. ACT AS IF HE DOES NOT EXIST.] [REWARD: $500,000 & INTRODUCTION TO A NEW PROSPECTIVE LOVE INTEREST.] I freeze. “No. Not tonight,” I plead silently. “Anything but this.” The screen pulses a deep, warning red. [FAILURE TO COMPLY WILL RESULT IN A PARTIAL RESET OF BEAUTY ATTRIBUTES.] Partial reset? Beauty attributes? I would start getting ugly? In real time?

At the same time, I told her I would definitely be a long-term client. On the surface, Janet looked like a carefree, wealthy, beautiful socialite. No one would guess how she was really making her money. She was completely lost in that illusion. That day, she sent me a picture of a limited-edition designer bag. [This one requires a purchase history of 200,000 just to qualify, and there are only a few in the whole country. I managed to get one.] Then, she added, not even trying to hide the mockery. [Sure, your family has money. However, all you can do is carry those basic, overdone bags. And let's be honest, no guy would ever want you anyway. Kind of pathetic, don't you think?]

I stuttered a reply. "Wow! You look very beautiful in person, way more beautiful than you look in your pictures. You even have a nice lip colour," he said, giving me a weird compliment and he winked, making my panic button go off immediately. His weird compliment had triggered an old memory that can only spell trouble for me.

To love anyway. And Owen and Lucas had both learned that lesson well. They had both learned that the most beautiful kind of wrong was the one that led you

They stretched across the space like lines of code made visible, binding the environment into rigid structure, locking everything into place. “You’re still thinking too small,” the Architect said quietly. “You’re not breaking the system.” “You’re activating its defense.” The chains moved, not toward the world. It headed toward Lorenzo and wrapped themselves around his arms, his shoulders, his chest without touching, but restricting, limiting movement and compressing thought effectively. He felt it immediately. Not pain. Constraint. Like his mind itself was being narrowed, forced into smaller patterns, simpler responses. > HOST DEVIATION EXCEEDS THRESHOLD

I was trapped in a frozen fortress at the edge of the world, held captive by a stepbrother who viewed me as his exclusive, beautiful liability. After a long time, the freezing air of the room forced me to move. I stumbled into the master bathroom, a luxurious space lined with dark heated slate and a massive stone soaking tub. Resting on the counter was a neat stack of folded clothing—an oversized black cashmere sweater and a pair of thick, soft leggings. Next to the clothes was a small, steaming tray of hot broth and fresh bread left by Elena.

Kendrick lightly touched Sig's back with a finger, almost knocking him over, "Well now you won't be in trouble with her, will you?" "I-I guess so." Sig held his shoulder and then gave Kendrick a puzzled look about how he'd complimented his wife, "You-you think she's beautiful?" "Of course. Don't you?" "Well, yes, of course! But...you're..." "Beauty is something we giants appreciate in its many forms." Kendrick admitted. "But...perhaps I'm getting soft in my years." Sig shook his head, "I...I never would've guessed that coming from...well...you."

“Now, to complete this look, it would be perfect if you let your hair down and I could curl it.” “No,” I tell her. “You can’t go to an opera with a high-class wolf with your hair in a bun,” Lovely tells me. “I can’t let down my hair.” I turned my back. “Why?” Lovely asked. “Because I won’t look good,” my voice cracked with sadness as I said in a low voice. “Of course you will,” Lovely disagrees. “You’re a beautiful wolf.” “Please don’t lie to me.” I disagree. Lovely walked around to see my face. I don’t look at her; my stare remains on the floor.

Thank God, neither of them was a supreme. I stopped breathing when Lucian dragged my chair around to face him. He stooped in front me, and the world disappeared. His black limbal ring rotated around gold irises. The alpha rested his hand on my thighs. I gritted my teeth. He placed his head on his hand and cocked his head to the side. My mouth went dry at the seductive look he wore. It had to be a sin for one man to be this attractive. Curse the heavens for descending this man upon us. Sweet Amber pheromones cocooned us. His tongue parted his kissable lips. Time slowed. He wetted those lips with saliva. They glistened. The room grew hot. I wanted to move but my body refused to do so.

Although what he saw now was only a graphic design, he could still imagine that the necklace must be very dazzling after it was designed into a finished product. "When this necklace is finished, the woman wearing it will be the most beautiful woman in the world." Liam looked at it with satisfaction, and there was a dazzling smile on his handsome face. Anna was delighted for a moment. It seemed that he was satisfied! Great! As long as she could hand in the work and made a sample at that time, the cooperation between her and Liam could be completely and successfully concluded. So she didn't have to get in touch with Liam anymore! Although she was very happy, she couldn't help feeling a little