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Eventually, I'd choose an illustration for the book cover. What no one knew—not my mother, certainly not the professor—was that I'd already published six e-books under a pseudonym and was drafting my seventh. The anonymity freed me to imagine without limits. The mere thought of my mother or that stuffy professor reading my adult content made me want to die.

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

But this is where their story needed to end. Off Limits was never about perfection. It was about crossing lines, paying the price, and choosing love anyway. It was about two people who weren’t supposed to want each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to heal each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to become home—and somehow became exactly that. Callie and Grayson don’t need more chapters to prove their love. They fought for it. They bled for it. They claimed it in the light, not the shadows. Letting them live quietly, fiercely, and fully after the final page is the greatest mercy I could give them.

He looked away, his eyes tracking a slow, pulsing light on the city skyline. "I spent nine years building a world of absolute, unassailable logic," he continued. "I thought that by removing the possibility of chaos, I would achieve peak performance. But without chaos, there is no growth. Without the variables that refuse to be predicted, the system just stagnates. You are the ultimate variable, Phoebe. You are the chaos that reminds me that there is a world beyond the firewalls."

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK

I pee a lot, and smelling and seeing things that are sensitive to my body makes me puke. "Liam, just leave the poor girl alone." Sydney stepped in and pressed those breasts of hers on Liam's arm. "Come on. The book is a room. So we are going to have loads of fun." Loads of fun, indeed. "Just give me a minute," Liam brushed Sydney off, making her pout. "Lily, are you okay?" I scoffed.