Abide By The Rules Novels & Stories

“1. Don’t speak unless spoken to. 2. Don't use the bathroom before me. 3. Stay away from all of my stuff. 4. Whenever I bring a girl into the room, stay outside till I am done. 5. Avoid me on and off the rink.” I read it all aloud and realized that the rules were dumb as fuck. “What are we? Twelve? it's just ridiculous if you ask me.” Adrian stood up, his gaze cold and dangerous. He towered at least two inches above me. I definitely shouldn't have said anything. “Break any of my rules, and you'd live to regret it.”

rule 2 : Do not date anyone secretly. rule 3 : You are not allowed to look at any man. rule 4 : You must obey your husband . rule 5 : We should be a lovey dovey couple infront of everyone. rule 6 : No intimate touch. “Sign this too" He said and she humbly obliged. “Rule 6 can be changed if you want." He added and she gulped. “No.” She replied and he smirked. “You’re a devil in disguise”She grumbled underneath her breath and he glanced suspiciously at her. She swiftly turned away.

I warned, but he remained in his position and just kept on apologising. “Get.. out, or else..” I warned, but he remained resolute, not moving an inch. I’ve had enough! I won’t take this crap. If dad thinks he can lock me in my own house and stop me from seeing Lola, then that wasn't going to happen.

"The RULES," "First, Listen to the Master's words, abide by his every request without buts, and never talk back at him," he said those to me already, I'll try but I'm not certain that I would abide by all his requests without a but. "Second, Do not enter his study room unless he wants you there."

“The front porch light, the living room, and the kitchen. That’s nonnegotiable.” “Okay. I don’t think we’d have a problem then. I don’t curse, I don’t smoke, and I definitely don’t do drugs. I follow the rules, Ms. Miller. I love rules. I think the world will be a chaotic place without rules. We need rules.” It wasn’t a lie. Will had lived all his life following rules he had set for himself. Una arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. She met his gaze steadily. “You don’t have to say that to impress me, Mr. Thomas.”

--- Because once you reject the rules— --- You have to create new ones. --- And those— --- Can either save everything. --- Or destroy it completely.

Maya whispered, “We’re screwed.” Professor Richards barked, “Miss Adeniran. One more sound and you’re out.” Maya mimed zipping her lips. I sighed, picked up my pen, and started writing. Ninety minutes. Just ninety minutes. If I survived this, I’d probably pass out in the hallway. The ninety minutes crawled, but I forced myself to focus. Rule 403. Case law. Hearsay exceptions. I wrote like my hand was on fire. For once, even Maya was quiet. Her head bent over the paper, pen moving fast.

Abeer explained. "That's a good idea . Ok this is rule 1 and rule 2 is we both will not interfere in eachother's life ." Krisha said. "Ok , rule 3 is we will be happily married couple in front of our families and others." Abeer said. "Ok , rule 4 is we are not allowed to date any other person." Krisha said. "Ok, rule 5 is we will respect eachother families." Abeer said. "Wow I didn't expect this rule from you." Krisha said with surprised expressions.

She flipped through it slowly, eyes scanning the rules again. Rule 3: Weakness is not tolerated. Rule 7: Personal disputes must be settled in the ring. Rule 9: Hierarchy is earned through combat, obedience, and demonstration of strength. Her heart beat steadily. Not fast. Not slow. Focused. She pressed a hand to her chest—bound flat—and closed her eyes.

Phoebe nodded, her mind racing to recall the forbidden rules. First, no resistance. Second, no kissing. Third… "After it's over, take this pill. The boss doesn't want any trouble." Phoebe took the small white pill from him. She didn't know what it was, but the man had been clear—she had to obey. If she broke even one of the rules, she wouldn't get a single penny. She had no choice but to accept. "You can go in now." "Okay." Phoebe pressed her lips together, feeling as though her feet had turned to lead, each step harder than the last.