All Comments on 'Beyond Limits'

But you managed to pick it up and run with it...very good

I wanted to look away from his pain, and couldn't. An example of love as a destructive force; a train wreck in the making, awful and inevitable and fascinating.

The emotions in the story are expressed so well, but the facts not so well. How did Russell end up supplying Conrad with drugs? And the million $$ question - what happens to Lexi and Russell?

I feel a great deal of sympathy for your character's pain, but I'm not sure what it is that has screwed him up. Is it just a writer's existential angst?

I let her. I felt her teeth in my neck, her hands clawing at me. I kept her trapped against the wall and buried my face in her hair and I let her bite me and scratch and swear and I clenched my eyes tight, so tight I started to cry too. I wept with rage and fear and horror at what had happened. I just wept. I wept in pain for what she'd done to me. I wept for shame for what I'd become. I wept in fear for what I wanted to do to her. <p>

"Forgive me, Russell, forgive me!" she said. "Please, baby! I didn't mean it! Oh God, Russell I'm so sorry!" <p>

"No, honey, that's okay. I know. I know." <p.

She didn't mean it. I know she didn't mean what she said, wishing I were dead. She loved me. In her own twisted way, she still loved me. You don't stop loving someone after what we'd been through together, not like that. We knew each other too well, were like brother and sister. In so many ways I was closer to her than Cormac was or ever could have been, but it wasn't the right way, and that made all the difference. <p>

She relaxed her grip on me, her hands falling from me like dead things. I started dialing my phone. my hands were shaking and my eyes were full of tears. I wanted to vomit. <p>

"Russell, there's no one but you now, baby, no one!" She leaned against me, burrowing against my chest. "Please, I need you so much! You've got to help me! I didn't mean what I said. I was just crazy with grief, honey! You know that, don't you?" <p>

"I know, Lexi, I know." <p>

"Russell, I love you. I always loved you. Even when I loved Cormac you always had a place in my heart. You know that. I told you that enough, didn't I, baby? Oh Russell, Russell, baby, I'm just so sorry!" <p>

911 had answered by this time, and I talked to the cop as Lexi wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed herself against me, her breasts flattening against my chest. A faint trace of her perfume wafted up from her neck and took me back a year and made my soul ache with that old, familiar, lonely ache, the wound she'd left in me. <p>

She wasn't coming on to me and she wasn't lying to me. She really did love me and always had, even while she'd been in love with Cormac, even now while she was in love with him still. <p>

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The ability to write well is not the problem of this author. it's the total gibberish BS nonsense put up as dialogues that just turned me completely off.

FIVE STARS!!!

Dr. M., you are truly the master of raw emotion!! I'm finding myself physically and emotionally drawn into this story, hanging on every delicious word. Your characters are so complex and believable - compelling and full of depth. I can barely look from the page!

My heart aches for Russell in his need to love Lexi so completely. His overpowering urge to dominate her is (ironically) so romantic, and the sex...*wibbles* (my fantasies are made of such things!)

Thanks again for another fantastic read. Can't wait for more of this!

im really impressed dr.m! i liked the good student series a lot but this is deeper and darker! sometimes i find it a little hard to follow the main character's introspection but thats my problem not urs, keep it up...onwards!

Drugs. Reason enough to give a single star.

This character is way too self-referential and arrogant. He doesn't need to communicate with his partner. He can just make it up using his own emotional fluctuations as a yardstick. Erotic imagination aside, this guy leaves me cold. This isn't just a mid-life crises, it's a steep slide into being a sociopath. Love the kink. Finding someone with compatible kink. Whoa!! Passion and intensity? All on board!! This constant strategic maneuvering on a mental chessboard with rules of his own devise. Murder. No redemption. So tiring and beyond my limits.