The Limits Book Novels & Stories

“Your turn. Write what you need me to know.” My hand shook as I took the pen, but when I wrote, the words steadied. No marks that last longer than a week. No exposure to people outside Elysium. No scenes without prior negotiation. I pushed the page back to him. He read them, then met my gaze. “Respected. Always.” My chest tightened. The next section: Soft limits. “Boundaries you might explore with time,” Victor explained. “Edges you’re curious about, but not yet ready to cross.”

I decided I had no choice but read this damn contract. 1. The Submissive ________________ hereby belongs to Rider D'Klavarik (Dominant). 2. The submissive shall entertain and serve the Dominant has he sees fit within the terms of the contract. Failure to do so will be breach of contract. 3. The Submissive understands by signing they agree to the terms and conditions of the following contract. Article 4. Hard and Soft limits 4a. Hard limits are explained as acts the submissive or Dominant refuse to do entirely. As such all limits will be off limits and shall not be crossed by either the Submissive or Dominant. _____intial ______initial

There are so many under hard limit, some under soft limit, and more under confident about. Alaric explained that a hard limit means no. No way in hell will I ever agree. A soft limit means I'm willing to do it, but I need a bit of coaxing or a specific situation for it to happen. A confident limit means I am happy to do it; no coaxing is needed. "So, those on the not tried, when you try, you need to update the list to tried and input what you think going forward. It will update on both laptops."

Was he insane? I straightened up, forcing myself to stay polite. “It’s nothing,” I muttered and started walking away. Then his deep voice stopped me. “Angel’s Loan Department” I froze. He was holding my scattered documents. “So, you wanted to take a loan,” he said slowly, his tone unreadable. “But it got rejected, right, Miss huu?” The way he pronounced “huu” irritated me, but I didn’t care. I saw a glimpse of hope. Maybe just maybe he could help me.

Not a fortress. He doesn’t say anything. Neither do I. The bookstore is quiet. Just us and the hum of the fridge behind the counter. He holds something. A book. He sets it on the counter. The Art of Letting Go. Used. Corners bent. “I read it,” he says. His voice is rough. Unused. “Didn’t help.” My throat closes. “Dominic—” “I wasn’t okay,” he says, like he’s continuing a conversation from six months ago. “When you asked. On the phone. I wasn’t okay. I’m still not.”

They say it's stained what I thought I bought new on life's stage They mark it as painful What life have they got To build up beyond Even sainthood I could call for a revision In vocabulary Language seems Dirty to me That revenges Beyond limits There is virtue Within of me I am virtuous Is a fact Not alone a believe For our creator Was beyond limits Beyond limits Beyond limits What limits do we Humans have If we all begin to think But then we place Limits first in mind And then step ahead To think How can thoughts Ever have limits? Revise me with a reason If you don't believe me I have sensed my mind Beyond limits Who stresses on you When you think new When you dream great When you begin a f

Now, it’s just the two of us left at the table, and he turns toward me, his sharp eyes catching mine. “Each day my work changes,” he begins, his voice steady but intense. “There may be days where you cannot join me, and days where you can be with me all day. I have a question, Alissia. What is your limit?” I blink. Limits again? Every man I’ve met so far asks me about limits. “I have no limits,” I say, the words leaving my mouth without hesitation.

Alicent’s POV My eyelids were already half falling when I reached my own room, too tired to even bother if someone saw me leave the basement. Shaking my head, I went to the bathroom for a quick bath and to refresh myself again. I was already soar from the fuck I have had with Noel and Manuel. To tell honestly, it was hard to identify who fucks the best. Manuel’s cock was a bit longer than Noel’s, but Noel’s was so massive that it broke my pussy’s wall when it entered me.

“Oh, this, this is my realm, the highest plain of which I reside and only I can enter, not even the other gods have the power nor permission to come here. I was actually very surprised when you got inside, I didn’t consider the possibility that someone who isn’t even a god, a normal human was able to enter here. You were very lucky indeed to be the only person to ever get inside here and be able to have a conversation with me like this.” “Ow haha, I guess I am quite lucky indeed but how do I go back?” “I can just take you back whenever you want. Are you going to leave already?” “Yes haha, I still have to finish writing the chapter of my novel I left unfinished earlier; I want to improve the

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.