Without Limits Series by Skyla Raines

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬. 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞 ʙʀɪᴀʀ ᴜ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜰʀᴇꜱʜ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ, ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ. ᴏɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ. ᴀ ꜰʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ꜱᴇɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜱᴘɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ɪᴛꜱ ᴀxɪꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙᴇᴀᴛ... more𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬. 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞 ʙʀɪᴀʀ ᴜ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜰʀᴇꜱʜ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ, ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ. ᴏɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ. ᴀ ꜰʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ꜱᴇɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜱᴘɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ɪᴛꜱ ᴀxɪꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙᴇᴀᴛ. 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐧 ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇ: ᴛʀᴀɪɴ, ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪɴ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴛᴇᴘ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ. ᴀ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʀᴜɪɴ, ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ. ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ. ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋꜱ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ. *** The Lies We Believe is a contemporary MM college bully romance less

ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴀɪd ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ wᴀꜱ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀxᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇ; ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ. ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴜɴꜱᴛᴏᴘᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴜꜱ.ᴛᴇɴ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ʀᴇꜱʜᴀᴘᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴛɪᴄɪᴘᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ɪ ʜᴀʀᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ.ᴀꜱ ɪ ꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜꜱᴘ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ, “ɪ ᴅᴏ,” ꜱᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀʏɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴜꜱ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ... moreᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴀɪd ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ wᴀꜱ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀxᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇ; ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ. ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴜɴꜱᴛᴏᴘᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴜꜱ.ᴛᴇɴ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ʀᴇꜱʜᴀᴘᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴛɪᴄɪᴘᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ɪ ʜᴀʀᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ.ᴀꜱ ɪ ꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜꜱᴘ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ, “ɪ ᴅᴏ,” ꜱᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀʏɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴜꜱ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ.ɴᴏᴡ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴜꜱ ʀɪꜱᴇ.This novella is book 1.5 in the Without Limits Series and is a companion to The Lies We Tell Ourselves. less

He was my safe place. My protector. My home. River Unwanted. Broken. Used. I spent my childhood bouncing through foster care until I finally ran away, only to end up in the hands of a devil disguised in elegance. She promised me dreams spun in gold, but beneath the surface, they were nothing but sweet lies. Now, I was trapped in a life where my worth was measured by others' desires, my screams unheard, my tears falling silently in the dark... moreHe was my safe place. My protector. My home. River Unwanted. Broken. Used. I spent my childhood bouncing through foster care until I finally ran away, only to end up in the hands of a devil disguised in elegance. She promised me dreams spun in gold, but beneath the surface, they were nothing but sweet lies. Now, I was trapped in a life where my worth was measured by others' desires, my screams unheard, my tears falling silently in the dark. The only thing stopping me from wishing it would all end was the thought of a boy from my past, the one with mismatched eyes—one like a clear summer’s sky, the other deep and shadowy like a forest. He was a fleeting spark of hope in a world that had none. A dream I never thought I’d hold on to. The lies we clung to never came true... until they did. And when they did, they mocked us with their cruelty. Bane My world shattered the day my family was taken from me, plunging me into the foster system. I was lost and broken until I found solace in a boy with deep emerald eyes. He became my anchor, pulling me from the edge with his quiet smiles and steady presence. For two years, he was my everything, the one thing keeping me together. After that loss, I vowed to make a difference—to fight for the innocent, protect the vulnerable, and bring justice to those who had none. I never thought the biggest case of my career would bring me face-to-face with the boy who had once seen straight through me. And I never expected the flood of emotion that would follow. He was no longer the boy I remembered. He was hurt, broken, twisted by the cruelty of the world. I needed him for the case, but all I wanted was to shield him, to keep him for myself. I was torn between my duty to the greater good and the deep pull of a heart I didn’t even know I had. less

Two men.One forbidden love.And a truth that could ruin them both—if it doesn’t set them free first. SinclairGetting exiled to my aunt's country home and being disowned was supposed to be a punishment. My parents were sick of my parties, my hookups, my refusal to play the perfect son. So now I’m stuck working at some uptight country club, pretending I’m not falling apart inside. Then I meet Theo Astor—buttoned-up, ice-cold, and twelve years older... moreTwo men.One forbidden love.And a truth that could ruin them both—if it doesn’t set them free first. SinclairGetting exiled to my aunt's country home and being disowned was supposed to be a punishment. My parents were sick of my parties, my hookups, my refusal to play the perfect son. So now I’m stuck working at some uptight country club, pretending I’m not falling apart inside. Then I meet Theo Astor—buttoned-up, ice-cold, and twelve years older. He acts like he’s better than me, like I’m just a reckless distraction. The way he looks at me says otherwise.I didn’t mean to want him. I definitely didn’t mean to need him.But once we start, I can’t stop. Even if I’m just a secret he’s ashamed of.TheoI’ve spent my entire life doing what’s expected. Running my family’s legacy, keeping up appearances, saying yes when I want to scream no. Then Sinclair Soul walks into my club—loud, messy, infuriating, beautiful. He challenges everything I’ve buried and makes me want things I’ve fought so hard to forget.Unfortunately in my world, there are rules I must follow, prying eyes to avoid, and an engagement I didn’t choose.I can’t have him. I shouldn’t even look at him.But I do.And once I touch him, it’s already too late. less

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