No Limits Book Novels & Stories

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.

I mutter, sliding across the screen as I reject the call. “What did he want?” “Uh, I'll call him later tomorrow. Whatever it is can wait.” “Is the Afrobeats offer still on?” I ask, shoving my phone in my pocket as I scooped a slice of cake into my plate. Steven held a hand up, slurping on his zobo. I was actually enjoying this more than I had expected and I wasn't going to let Bianca Vale ruin it. “Hell yeah!”

“The only thing I care about right now is you. Being completely alone with you in this house for two weeks.” My breath hitched. “Damon… we can’t keep doing this. We have to set boundaries. Especially while our parents are away.” He leaned in closer, his forehead nearly touching mine. “I know,” he whispered. “You’re my stepsister now. My father is your stepfather. This is completely fucked up and forbidden. I’ve been reminding myself of that all day.” His free hand came up slowly, gently cupping my jaw. His thumb brushed across my lower lip, sending sparks through my entire body. He tilted his head, closing the distance until our lips were only millimeters apart. I could almost taste him. My

Alpha Riker replies coldly. "Hello Alpha Riker. Actually it was me, Zeus who called. We were recently informed on some disturbing matters going on. I have been calling packs across the country to call a formal Alpha Summit. I have permission from the Elder Council to call this meeting. They will also be present at the time. Due to the amount of wolves that will be coming we have limited the number of wolves an Alpha can bring. Each will bring two others with them. No warriors are allowed and...."

He didn’t reply right away but enclosed me in his arms. “Can we now start all over again?” he asked, smiling through his tears. I nodded and smiled. And at that moment, I also sent a quick prayer for Zed that he could also move on and start over. THE END Author's note: Thank you so much for reading Book 1 and 2. Book 3 will follow and it will be a standalone story of Zed. We also want him to be happy, right? And if you like the story, please reward this author with a review. I wish to know your thoughts on the characters' journey. See you on their next journey.

'His Cologne is addictive, dragging me closer to him. Despite this, I know how dangerous he is. Less than a businessman, he acted like a leader of a dangerous organization. He scared me last night. He wants me to be frightened of him. I was. I am. But I also find him calm when he lays next to me. Is he demanding more than just laying together? He threatened me to be in this wedding. He shouldn't expect all this. I remember Emlyn's words. She always mocked me saying after her breakup, ' Thank god you're a virgin. You don't know the craving. ' If it leads to bed with a stranger. I'm grateful for it. I've avoided men almost my entire life. I didn't imagine such a strong personality to be my lif

I looked around and remembered about the store that I saw earlier. I just have to be quick, right? Asher's Point of View. "Here's your order, Sir." I heard the woman said and gave me the paper bag which contains the food that they wanted me to order. I decided to go buy these first because I saw the long line here. "Here. Thank you." I said and gave the money as a payment. I walked out of the store with the paper bag. I pulled the list that Dara made earlier with the materials we need for painting. When I saw the National Bookstore, I immediately walked in.

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Out loud and often and without any condition attached. He looked at the window. At the library light. At Zara at the shelves running her finger along spines and the particular shape of her from this angle. He thought about what was coming. The thing they hadn’t fully talked about yet because June and the verdict and all of it. The thing that would arrive in November approximately and that he’d been approaching carefully from a distance because careful was how he approached things that were too large to look at directly. He thought about Sandra at twenty writing a list of things she knew.

The text wasn't written in legal jargon; it was printed in a clean, minimalist, matte-black typeface that cut straight through the wood grain. > AMBROSE INFRASTRUCTURE LABS > AMENDED COVENANT OF ALIGNMENT > Section 1.1: Dissolution of Boundaries > Effective immediately, all previously enforced curfews, geographic tracking parameters, and localized containment zones are permanently terminated. The Creative Extension (Phoebe Lawrence) is granted absolute, unrestricted sovereignty over her own coordinates. > Section 1.2: The Chaos Clause > The Primary Node (Peter Ambrose) explicitly acknowledges that the Creative Extension introduces a permanent, non-linear level of beautiful chaos, un-optimize