The Off Limits Rule Novels & Stories

"I am not even surprised." I twisted my lips. "Funny." I held my right hand near his face, counting off on the fingers. "Rule no. 1: No touching at inappropriate places. Rule no. 2: If I am not comfortable doing whatever you want then I won't do it. Rule no. 3: This deal is on for only two months. Rule no. 4: I'll add more rules as they come to my mind." He pressed his lips together in extreme contemplation but sighed. "Three months and you can't say no to everything. I'm not paying off your garage bills for nothing."

Suffering in constant tragedy was another thing and getting called shameless, getting accused of being perverted was the other. "I warned you to never cross your limit but you...!" Rhodes clenched his fists and took a deep breath, "From now on, apart from the rules I told you about previously you will follow these rules as well. No. 1, do not enter my office without my permission. No. 2, you must not meet any of my family members without my permission. If any of them approaches you, make sure to tell me about it or Tyler first. No. 3, whatever is cooking in that little head of yours... stop it right now. This will be the only time I'm forgiving you, if you dare... If you dare break the rules

Rule C The Housemates are filmed 24/7, and they must have their microphones on at all times. The viewers must be able to hear all conversations at all times and are not allowed to whisper or cover their mouths while speaking to fellow Housemates. They are also not allowed to reveal the location of the cameras and microphones. Rule D The General Manager has complete control over everything going on on the island, and She never discusses anything that goes on outside of the house with anyone inside. Rule E

His brows were drawn in worry, his eyes fixed not on the city, but on the king himself. He leaned closer, and in a low voice, said, “My lord… I do not recall that the God of Tziyonia commanded us to burn what we’ve now claimed. He said only to seize the spoil in His name. Are we not overreaching?” Samarth turned his face slowly toward him, his expression carved in stone. He did not shout. His voice came low, steady, and cold enough to still the wind. “A king is not bound by what was asked—he does as he pleases,” he said. “And I please to see the pride of Everia turned into smoke.”

"The zero-touching rule..." "The rule is dead, Phoebe," he whispered back, his lips moving against the sensitive skin beneath my ear, sending an explosive, electric shiver straight down my spine. "The morning after the gala... the numbers will fail permanently. But until I have identified the terminal origin of this threat, the walls must remain static. I will not touch you. I will not look at you in the dark. And I will not allow your chaotic sunshine to contaminate my processor until I can guarantee your absolute survival."

But this is where their story needed to end. Off Limits was never about perfection. It was about crossing lines, paying the price, and choosing love anyway. It was about two people who weren’t supposed to want each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to heal each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to become home—and somehow became exactly that. Callie and Grayson don’t need more chapters to prove their love. They fought for it. They bled for it. They claimed it in the light, not the shadows. Letting them live quietly, fiercely, and fully after the final page is the greatest mercy I could give them.

"Rule 4: Sexual proclivities and preferences will be revealed and not remain a secret. No member or non-member may force a sexual act on members or non-members who are not willing." "Rule 5: If Members or Non-Members revoke the understood consent, sexual acts such as those listed in Rule 1 are to be ceased immediately and the aggrieved member is to be allowed to remove themselves from the situation." He looked around and settled on Kelly, who continued to look up at him. He winked and continued. "Rule 6 is our oldest one," he said. "Rule 6: First timers are not allowed to participate sexually unless they have an official STD test from an actual medical doctor and bring proof of this with the

He said. I blinked. “What? But….” I tried to protest. "If the person gets you off, you lose. If the person doesn't, you win. Is that clear?" He asked. I hesitated for a moment, and then I nodded. "Good." He said. "Next rule. No penetration of any kind.” He said and moved closer to me. “No matter how badly, the being seduced begs for it. The seducer can only use his mouth and tongue. Nothing else. No penetration is allowed." He whispered into my ears. His hot breath tickled me and I could feel myself getting aroused.

Abusing the safe word is prohibited and considered an offense by punishment. Rule 10 – No being a Brat. No talking back. No sarcastic responses. Still scanning through my list of rules and responsibilities do I quickly notice that there’s about 20 or so rules being listed. Each one designed to keep me in check as well as what they expect me to do. Talk about strict.

A faint smirk touched my lips. “Good girl.” I released her throat, and she immediately began coughing, trying to catch her breath. I stepped back. “These are the rules.” I listed them slowly, deliberately, watching every flicker of emotion on her face. “You’ll be at my beck and call every single day. You are on call 24/7. Your personal life is no longer your priority. If I call at 3 a.m., you answer within two rings. Silence your excuses along with your phone, never the calls.”