Off Limits Fantasy Novels & Stories

She saunters over, slipping an arm through mine with a grace that could be mistaken for warmth if you weren’t paying attention. “I’m glad you came,” she says, voice smooth as silk but with a hard edge. “It’s important you’re here, you know. People talk.” I nod, watching the way her gaze flickers with something more calculating than affectionate. We move through the crowd, Bianca introducing me to a few influencers who barely glance my way before turning back to their phones. I catch the flicker of annoyance in her eyes, but she masks it quickly. “People love fantasy, don’t they?” she murmurs, loud enough for me to hear. “They want the perfect couple, the perfect story.”

I grab the arm rest, my eyes hovering around the room as nothing of what he said was registered in my head. “You need a visa. You have 42 days before Immigration throws you out.” His arms were on my trembling thighs, his fingers drew circles on them. “I need a strategist the League can’t ban. And I need the press off my back.” “So we use each other.” It was so cold, so logical, so Rhys and I bite my lips to stop a moan. “Fake dating,” he declared with a sided smile “That’s the legal loophole. League can’t touch a ‘girlfriend’ sitting in my box. Can’t call it tampering if you’re dating the Captain.”

i said "when do you ever use that word 'girlfriend'?"she asked "just now"i said "okay look am tired so tell Adam to drive us to were you want us to go"she said and I sighed "I want it to be only us, girlfriend "I said "okay, stop the girlfriend stuff it's making me feel weird "she said "sorry"i said "ooh, I can't wait to turn 18, I really need a car"she said and I rolled my eyes and hailed a cab

"But until the signature is isolated, verified, and permanently eliminated from the grid, your regular routine remains a systemic liability. You will not be returning to your apartment, Phoebe. You will not be attending campus lectures, and you will not be operating your business assets at Finesse." "Peter, you can't be serious!" she cried out, her defiance flaring back to life with a sudden, hot burst of adrenaline that brought her a step closer to me. "You promised Jeremy you wouldn't lock me away like a classified project! My Friends are coming into town next month to shoot promotional content for my label! I have a business to run, I have mid-terms next week, I have a life—"

They didn’t deserve to be happy, not when they built their fantasies on illusions. “What the fuck do you mean he’s still an omega? Am I meant to be okay with that?” he'd been standing beside tatsuya when his phone suddenly pinged from a notification, he should have known when Tatsuya almost tripped trying to grab it from him, now he's here trying to invalidate his feelings? hell no. Murasame’s voice was louder now, anger flickering in his eyes. “You know, enigmas like you don’t normally care…” Tatsuya’s tone was flat, unimpressed, almost bored.