Abide By The Rules Novels & Stories

He leaned in a bit closer and was in my space. “Now listen up girl. It’s a fact that both of us will not be Seeing Eye to eye around here. So I have rules that you must follow so that you leave this place in one piece. Firstly you dare not call my name. If you must call me, you will have to address me as sir. Secondly, you dare not talk or initiate any conversation with me. Thirdly you will not enter my bedroom or touch anything that is mine. Fourthly you will not touch me. Now listen, failure to adhere to these rules will cost you.”

Ginny muttered and I cupped her cheeks. “Even if I have kids, I’ll still be friends with you guys… You guys are amazing” I muttered and her eyes glowed with delight. “Won’t you be in trouble for breaking the rules now?” “No… Let’s just say I’m good at breaking rules and I have someone who would help me cover it up” I muttered. “But mom said to always abide by the rules” Gerald counter and I nodded hastily. “Yes… That’s right, you should always abide by the rules, don’t break them”

Karica's POV His need to berate me every time he opened his mouth was beginning to drive me nuts. I stayed quiet so he could get this over with. "Rule no.1: You will show utmost respect to my family members and anyone I will ask you to. Rule no. 2: You will stay in your allocated room and will only leave it with my permission. You are not allowed to roam around freely. Rule no. 3: You will not try to tempt any more men. This is not the outside world where you can sleep around.

"Good. Second rule: you don't come without permission. No matter what I do to you, no matter how good it feels, you hold back until I tell you that you can let go." He nodded quickly. "Use your words," I commanded. "Yes, sir. I won't come without permission." "Third rule: you stay in position unless I tell you to move. If I put you somewhere, you stay there. If your muscles are cramping or something's going numb, you tell me immediately and we adjust. But otherwise, you don't move unless instructed. Clear?" "Yes, sir." "Good boy." The praise made him shiver. "Last rule: you tell me what you're feeling. If something feels good, you tell me. If something feels weird or uncomfortable, you tell

He didn’t look at me when he spoke. “Rules. You don’t get off the bus without one of us. You don’t lock the lounge door. You sleep where we sleep. You come when we say. You don’t call anyone and tell them where you are. Break a rule and the next rest stop is the last one you see with us. Clear?” “Yes.” Sable’s mouth twitched. “Yes, what?” I swallowed. “Yes, Sir. Yes… Sable.” Jax finally looked up. “Good enough for now.”

The audience murmured their agreement, prompting Eric to continue. "Great. Now, here are the two essential rules you must follow: First, no cheating. If caught, you'll be disqualified immediately. Second, your behavior must not disrupt the ongoing program. Should we determine that you pose a distraction, whether intentionally or not, disqualification will be immediate. Is that clear?"

He looked up when he heard me approaching, one eyebrow raised in quiet surprise. "I'll do it," I blurted before I could lose my nerve, my voice steadier than I felt. He raised his brow in amusement, letting the last smoke curl into the air. "I'll accept the offer." I cleared my throat. "But I have one rule. No catching feelings. No strings attached." Ace took another slow drag, then flicked the cigarette away. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dark and knowing. "Crystal clear, sweetheart."

"As long as you're here, you're going to live by all these rules. Rule Number One; You only speak when you're being asked a question. Rule Number Two; I talk once, you talk twice, you'd get punched. Rule Number Three; Do not disrespect me or any of my men. Rule Number Four; Always do what you're being instructed to do. Rule Number Five; No cursing. And lastly Rule Number Six; Do not try to escape no matter how difficult it may seem, cause if I by any means learn you're plotting such, you're going to earn a bullet on your leg." He concludes, attempting to look and sound dangerous like a boss, but I suprisingly scoff. "And if I don't follow all these rules?" I inquire swallowing the bile that

She said handing us a piece of paper with the rules. Utopia Rules #1 No use of ANY magic nor VIOLENCE on peers #2 No sneaking out after curfew #3 Small animals ONLY(no larger than a cat) #4 No attacking humans #5 No Biting #6 No experimenting on peers(Only if allowed with an instructor.) #7 No flying upon 200ft #8 No Broomstick flying above 100 ft

My chest tightened. “This is working.” But something felt… off. Not wrong. Incomplete. I paused. Thinking. Because rules alone. Could still create a system. A different one. But still a system. And I didn’t want that. I needed something else. Something that prevented rigidity. Something that allowed change. Without losing balance. My chest tightened. Then I said it. “Third rule…” I hesitated. Because this one. This one would define everything. Then finished. “Everything must be able to change.”