Love Is Blind Rules Novels & Stories

She looked down at the paper and continued reading out loud. “The Golden Rule is that I can’t be with anyone else.” She started. “The other rules are; I’m not allowed to tell anyone about us, I’m not allowed to demand for love, I need to be available to you when you need me and I need to have my hair down whenever we are together.” She looked up at me and I was eager to see what she thought about the rules. Her eyes just stared in to mine and I cursed in my mind about how pretty she was.

I froze in place, staring at the gleaming knife in his hand, its cold light reflecting off his filthy knuckles. His gaze fell on me, greedy and sickening, like a snake's tongue flicking. "Well, well, I didn't expect to find such a pretty young lady here." Marianne let out a heart-wrenching scream, "Don't touch her!" I clenched my teeth, fighting down the despair churning in my chest, and turned to whisper to my mother, "Mom, whatever happens next, don't interfere. "Move back. There's a trampoline outside the window that should cushion your fall.

“The second rule is for you to know that I will never demand your love. You're free to offer it, if you ever choose to. But I will never ask for it. That was what we agreed on." Something tightened in my chest. I nodded again, quietly. "Yes." His expression softened faintly, almost wistful. But it vanished when he spoke again. "And the third rule," his tone lowered. "you will always obey my rules. Every single one of them. The ones I give now, and the ones that will surely come later.” He paused, his gaze locking mine...cold and unyielding. "If you follow all these rules, Zerina, then we'll be fine," he trailed off as he cupped my face. His voice dropped an octave, smooth and commanding.

I let go of Camila's boobs and grabbed Vivian’s hands. “I have three rules that you must follow, there will be punishment every time you break a rule”. I move my fingers in circles on Vivian’s palm. “Rule one, you are not allowed to touch me unless I permit it” “Rule two, you must obey my every command” I ran a finger over Camila’s face and stopped at her slightly parted lips, then slowly slid it in. “And rule three, I will take you anytime and anywhere I please, you are not allowed to refuse”

“I just want him to stand a little higher… so the fall is harder.” The night before the wedding, I received a video. In it, Lina stood in a glass greenhouse with a Rottweiler at her side. She took my mother’s blue diamond necklace and fastened it around the dog’s neck. “Does it look good, Violet?” She even pulled out an old photo of my mother and stepped on it with her heel. Lina pressed her foot against the Rottweiler’s exposed belly and gave a command. “Violet. Roll. Good dog.”

Weak. "Dr. Chen?" "Waiting. Watching. She always watches." "She made you." "She found me. There's a difference." Lin opened her eyes. Gray. Cloudy. But seeing me. Really seeing. "You were the only one I never watched. Never recorded. Never tried to understand. Because you were the only one I loved. And love—" she coughed again, blood this time, "—love is the one thing that can't be witnessed. Only felt."

“If you want me to accept you as my stepsister, then there’s only one thing you need to do.” I looked at him carefully while he was looking at me as well. I wonder if he’s being sincere with his conditions. I don’t seem to trust him anymore after the way he lied and pretended that we’re fine with each other. “What is it?” I asked. “You need to follow all my rules,” he replied. “And how many rules do you have?” He stopped poking my head before showing me his five fingers. “Rule 5: Stay away from my personal businesses…” “Whoa… who gives a set of rules counting backward?” I commented.

The most difficult thing about being in love with a blind man is remembering that his being blind is the least of it all. Being in love with a man that had his own individual thoughts, feelings and reactions was just as much of a consideration. Tory rolled onto her side in her lonely bed and tried to sleep. She tossed and turned before falling into a restless sleep well after midnight.

Four: refer to rules one, two and three. These rules seem pretty easy but breaking them is easier. And the problem Cathy has with all four rules is this: she wants to show her first boyfriend off. She wants to kiss him in public, smack his ass, steal chips from his plate and make TicToc duets for the world to know he's completely hers. But rules are rules and she must keep to her own end of the bargain. What happens when their secret comes crashing down? Will their love be enough to save them?

The woman handed me a black silk blindfold and a small remote. “Rules are simple,” she said. “You keep the blindfold on until they decide otherwise. You may safe-word at any time—red stops everything. The remote controls the live feed. Green light means you’re being recorded. You already agreed to the terms.” Her eyes flicked over me once, professional and unimpressed. “They’re waiting. Last chance to walk away.” I slipped the blindfold over my eyes. “I’m not walking away.”