Novel & Cerita 12 Rules For Life

She coughed out repeatedly with blood proceeding out of her mouth. He grinned, getting up from where he was, and walked away from her. She could finally breathe. Her hands adjusted her black hair that had already stuck to her face as a result of the blood and sweat present on it, tucking it behind her ears. Her training clothes were messed up with dust, sweat, and a little bit of blood. She looked up at him again as he walked away from her, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. "The most important rule of them all. Rule number 6" he spoke. "NEVER FALL IN LOVE"

"Rule number one. No cursing—fuck!" Taylor smacked his forehead. "Dammit! How the fuck am I supposed to survive without cursing?" Taylor was on the plane, reading the list of rules Charlie had given him. It was meant to guide him in winning her father's approval. "Fine," he grumbled. "I won't fucking curse—shit! I'm screwed." He read rule number two: [No green jokes.] He made a face and said, "That's easy. Why would I crack dirty jokes in front of your dad, Charlie?"

Tears falls from Kieran's eyes and he screams, his voice resonating in the woods. He cries loudly, letting the tears flow freely, the pain is too much. He runs around the forest looking for sport. He spots a deer nearby and chases it, killing it within seconds. Marian sat the boys down around her. "I want to teach you the six rules of life". "Why do we need to learn the six rules of life?", Kim asked. "To guide you in life", she replies.. "Number 1", she said raising up one finger. "Laugh when you feel like crying".

"Well, I've learned to live by my own set of personal rules in this life, and I've been doing just fine so far, if I do say so myself." "Oh?" I asked, genuinely intrigued now despite myself. "And what rules might those be, do tell?" Her smile morphed into more of a self-satisfied smirk before she began ticking off her maxims one by one. "Rule number one: Never settle for anything less than exactly what you want and deserve. Rule number two: Always go after whatever it is you want with every fiber of your being, never wavering or losing sight of your goal. And rule number three..." She paused for dramatic effect. "Never let anyone else try to write your story or dictate the path of your life

HA! You only get one life. Follow your dreams. NEVER APOLOGIZE for setting a goal and coming up with a plan to achieve it. I will help you. I promise. If I’ve learned anything in life, it’s that we only get one. Life is short. And no matter how hard you try to soak in each day, today is the only day that’s promised. Yesterday is for memories and learning. And tomorrow is never promised. Don’t live in fear, sweet girls. Fear is a liar that will steal your joy. So live each day with love for others, love for yourself, and faith in something bigger than yourself.

20- 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦 21- 𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 𝘕𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘯𝘰 "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥" 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. Defaulting in any of these rules breed punishment.

"Rule one. You are always on time. Early is on time. On time is late. Late is unforgivable. You will be fired instantly." "Yes, sir." "Rule two. Your appearance will be immaculate. I will provide a uniform. You will wear it. You will be clean-shaven, hair neat. No exceptions." "Yes, sir." Mr. Sterling steepled his fingers, his gaze boring into Leo. "Rule three. This is the most important rule. When you are driving me, your focus is absolute. Your eyes are on the road. Your hands are on the wheel. You do not fidget. You do not adjust the radio. You do not scratch an itch. And you do not, under any circumstances, touch yourself. Not your face, not your hair, and certainly not anything else. Yo

David cussed himself for making such family rules. "Family rule number 11 says... I Mr David Westwood shall never drink alcohol again. " David said lowly as if he's a kid caught in doing wrong. "Good point... Now what about rule number 23 and 24 ?" Jane questioned her father. " The rule number 23 says Mr Westwood is not allowed to come home late. Mostly he's supposed to be in the house latest by nine.... Rule number 24 say Mr Westwood should be awake by latest 8 am." David stated the rules correctly since he knows his kids as intelligence as they are have already memorized all the 99 rules.

That evening— back home— Ava sat qui⁠etly. Liam walked in. ‍P⁠laced something down. She l‍o⁠oked.‌ A notebook. Sh‌e‍ frowned. ‍“What’s t⁠hat?” He sat. Opened it. First page. RU‍LES. She blinked. He pointe‍d. Rule 1: Tell somebody. Rule 2: No pretending okay. ‌Ru⁠le 3:‍

●Rule Seven:Never leave the estate without a security detail. ●Rule Eight:Do not trust anyone completely. ●Rule Nine:If danger arises, obey my orders immediately. She flipped to the last page, where a single line sat isolated at the bottom. ●Rule Ten:Never fall in love with me. Lorrie blinked. Then, a laugh escaped her lips. A real, genuine laugh. Lorenzo’s brows knitted together. "What's funny?"