Love Is Blind Rules Novels & Stories

She blushed, and her eyes teared up upon realizing that's the very first time anyone had ever said that to her. Isaac cupped her face with his free hand and squeezed her hand gently with the other one. “You're not allowed to cry when you're with me. Only tears of joy are allowed to drop from your eyes, okay?” She nodded, and he thumbed the droplet away. “You have my digits?” “Uh, yes, I do.” “Give me a call when you're done for the day, Jonas will pick you up.” “Okay, I will.” “See you later, love.” He kissed her lips, and she walked into class.

"Rule 2: For the duration of our relationship, you may not entertain any other man in your personal, sexual, or emotional life. Fidelity remains absolute. Rule 3: You are prohibited from relieving yourself sexually by artificial means, including toys, vibrators, or any such devices. Your release shall be mine to command solely. Rule 4: I reserve the right to touch you at any time, in any manner I choose, without prior permission. Rule 5: You may not touch me during our encounters unless granted permission. Neither may you initiate kisses or intimacy. Rule 6: You are entitled to ask for clarity or for me to withdraw should you feel overwhelmed or uncomfortable. Our safe word is "stop." Such a

“You must destroy another couple’s relationship completely.” A deafening silence stretched across the living room. Even the chatter stopped. “I want to see emotional collapse, betrayal, jealousy, violence. Give us a show. ” The doll clapped its tiny hands. The screen flashed red. The headline read “RULES." The rules were as follows:- * No direct killing. * Psychological manipulation encouraged. * If a partner willingly harms their lover, the team responsible automatic advance. Gasps erupted. So this was it, the system was trying to get use to kill ourselves.

Vincent pressed his forehead against hers, his breath trembling as he vowed, “I swear it.” Her last rule came like a whisper, but it struck deeper than all the others. “Fifth rule: If you love me…say it. Out loud. No silence. No games. I need to hear it.” The hand pulled once more, almost tearing her away. Vincent bared his teeth in a snarl. “Then hear me now. I love you, Camela…and no door, ghost, or stranger will take you away from me.” The chamber shook. The white light flickered. The hand crumbled into dust and vanished.

“The rules are simple. One partner will be blindfolded while the other guides them through an obstacle course. The goal? To prove just how much trust you have in your significant other.” Alice sighed. "Of course." Before she could protest, Kelvin took the black blindfold and turned to her, his lips twitching. “Ready?” “I should be the one guiding you,” she grumbled, but he was already moving behind her, tying the soft fabric around her eyes. “You don’t trust me?” he asked, his voice teasing yet oddly gentle. Alice’s breath hitched as his fingers briefly brushed against her skin. “Not even a little.” Kelvin chuckled. “Well, too bad. Because you’re stuck with me.”

And underneath, a question: Do you want the man who makes the rules or the one who breaks them? I stared at it for hours. Then I did something I swore I wouldn’t. I wrote a rule of my own. RULE 9: You’ll both come to my room tonight. But only one of you will be allowed to touch me. The other must watch. And I slid it under both their doors. Now I wait. Naked. Plugged. Blindfolded. One will come first. The other will arrive later. But only one of them will win. “In a house with too many secrets, the final rule is the one that breaks you.”

The crowd leaned in. “The Blindfold Battle,” she announced. A chorus of excitement swept through the crowd. “That already sounds fucking exciting!!” one of the Alpha yelled. Grace listened to all of them and laughed, "Of course it is,” she smirked, “The rules are simple,” she explained. “Each participant will be blindfolded and placed inside the arena with an opponent of my choosing. You can tap out, you can be eliminated if you fall on the ground for more than five seconds, and of course this fight will continue with no time limit. An Alpha will fight only the person chosen by me until the end. The last one standing wins!”

I mumble, pulling myself from Virginia's arms and run from the room. I run. I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.

Malik growled with all his might, basking in the glory of rendering Zora blind. "Now, you're in my league." Malik resounded. "...and in this league, I have never taken a loss… and I won't take one now." He slashed and bit at Zora, taking advantage of Zora's newfound blindness to land blow after blow. Zora was disoriented and unable to defend himself, and he was soon on the ground, writhing in agony. "You started this. I'll end it." Malik boomed, sweat dripping from his body, his blind eyes blazing with fierce pride. "Kieran, give me the axe." He ordered.

Lanterns flickered in gold, outlining a dinner table set for two under a delicate white canopy. “Baby” I whispered, still in disbelief, as he took my hand and guided me forward. “Hey, Michelle,” he said, eyes warm and fixed on mine. “I want to let you know how much I love you… with every passing day, you become the peace I never knew I needed.” I swallowed slowly as his words sank in. “I just want you to know this is forever.” He breathed. He went down on one knee, his eyes locked on mine as he held my hands.