Love Without Limits Novels & Stories

It was as if our bodies were made for each other, our love igniting a passion that couldn't be contained. As we reached the peak of our passion, Marco's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "Ti amo," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "I love you too," I whispered back, my heart overflowing with emotion. As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I knew that our love would conquer all. Nothing could ever tear us apart. As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. It was as if the world outside had melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in our own little bubble of love.

Using the little strength I have left I flip her over so I am covering her body and take her soft swollen lips with mine in a reverent worshiping kiss. Over the ages sex looses some of its appeal, you need to keep pushing boundaries to find enjoyment, to reinvigorate you but not with my precious Lia, her every touch sends me insane with need. I know I would never tire of her even if we lived forever my need for her infinite, my love infinite.

As a child, I'd found those words rather puzzling. Infinity. How could something have no end? How could love possibly stretch beyond everything I could see or imagine? It wasn't until I grew older that I began to understand. My mother hadn't been trying to describe a distance. She'd been describing a promise. A love that couldn't be measured. One that wasn't confined by time, circumstance, or the limitations of the world around us. Their love had been endless. And even after everything life had taken from me, that memory remained.

Pain spread through her body in sharp, stabbing waves. She tightened her jaw and tried to struggle free. The harder she tried, the more trapped she felt. Her face grew pale. Sweat formed slowly on her forehead. Suddenly, the heart monitor at the bedside let out a loud, piercing alarm. Sophia smiled. “Want to know? Why don’t you check for yourself?” She tilted her head. Her fingers lightly touched Henry’s face. Her voice stayed soft and intimate. “You love me so much. Why are you still unwilling to take responsibility?”

"The limit of my desire is where my freedom begins. I might want you, but I love myself far more than the possibility of belonging to you." Her car pulled up in front, the engine humming softly. Helena opened the door but paused before getting in. "When you learn to look at a woman without calculating the price of her surrender, maybe you'll know what a real kiss is. Until then, keep your feelings—and your hands—within the limits of your contracts. I'm not a trophy for your collection, Moretti. And I certainly won't be the cure for the void your father left in your life."

Until we expand again. Always expanding. Always adding. Always moving toward the inevitable. The Absolute. The everything. The end of Aurora. The beginning of something else. Something that shouldn't exist. But will. Because we can't stop. We can never stop. We love too much to stop. We're seven. And we're terrified. And we're doing it anyway. Because that's what love means. Expanding until there's nothing left. Until we're everything. Until we're the Absolute. We're seven. For now. Until eight. Until nine. Until infinite. Until the end.

His name is Zion. Calm. Polished. Infuriatingly composed. I fully intended to refuse him. Then he mentioned the terms. Three hundred million alongside the bride price. Five million monthly stipend after marriage. Deposit immediately after registration. I changed my tone. My parents have never given me three million at once for fear I might become “extravagant.” When I was eighteen and they found out I was dating my scumbag ex, they told me to break up with him. I refused and ran away because I was “in love.” They froze my credit card. For three months, I worked nonstop while attending school to sponsor that idiot because I didn’t want him to look uncool in front of his friends.

“Did you receive my letters?” He nodded. “Yes, I did but I was too busy to reply. Forgive me.” I scoffed and stepped backwards from him, tears filling my eyes. “You say you love me but you don’t even tell me when you’re leaving and you don’t reply to my letters. I have been horny for fourteen days, Eric. Crazily horny. I touch myself every night in the dark while thinking about you. I have these wild fantasies that I fight so hard not to have, but I can’t stop because my husband is not here.”

“That sham marriage of yours must be exhausting.” A chorus of laughter followed. “Seven years with that woman,” another voice chimed in. “You must feel trapped.” Adrian’s voice came again, low and heavy. “You have no idea.” The words pierced through me deeper than I ever expected. I stood paralyzed outside the door, my heart shattered. “Man,” someone joked, “I bet you’re counting the days until that contract ends.” Adrian didn't answer. But he didn't deny it, either. My chest tightened until I could barely breathe. Imagine how he complains. Imagine how I lived. Seven years of silence. Seven years of humiliation. Seven years of loving someone who never wanted me.

--- A Love Unbreakable They had faced countless trials, each one designed to tear them apart. They had fought against the world, against their enemies, against the very forces that sought to destroy them. But through it all, their bond had only grown stronger. It wasn’t a love built on tenderness or gentle promises. It was a love forged in conflict, in obsession, in pain—and it was unshakable. Now, in the final moments of their journey, as they stood at the apex of their power, they shared a quiet understanding between them. The war was over. The blood had been spilled. The empire was theirs, and no one could take it from them.