Annabeth Chase Rule 34 Novels & Stories

"And while you've been punished for the first two, you still need to be punished for the third." I swallowed hard, feeling sick to my stomach. "What rule?" I croaked, and Ashley extended her hand to another girl, who placed a pair of scissors in her palm. My blood ran cold. "First rule, do not walk away while an elite is speaking to you. Second rule, do not talk back at an elite. Third rule: bottom feeders are not allowed to dye their hair or wear any accessories," she said, and I shuffled backwards, attempting to free myself from my restraints.

Arnold added smoothly, smirking, “if you do, just assume it’s poison.” I laughed. “Do they think we’re twelve?” Eli muttered beside me, shuffling closer. “We probably look twelve in their eyes tonight,” I chuckled back. Arnold clapped his hands together. “Rule three—no dancing with strangers or dancing… weirdly. Oh wait—” he grinned at Eli, “scratch that, Eli probably can’t help being weird.” Eli shot him a glare. “And lastly,” Aiden said, lifting a brow, “no sneaking off into corners or rooms with strangers. Or even friends. Got it? Except me, of course,” he added softly, giving me a little smirk that made my stomach flip.

She sat at the table, pulled out a notebook, and wrote: RULES OF ENGAGEMENT 1. Public appearances only. No alone time outside of planning. 2. No kissing unless necessary for the performance. 3. No real feelings. 4. No asking about the scandal. 5. Ends after scholarship decision. She stared at rule four. No asking about the scandal. She wanted to know. Desperately. But asking meant caring, and caring meant vulnerability, and vulnerability was the one thing she couldn't afford. The door opened at 11:58.

I subconsciously rushed to the door, my hand already gripping the cold doorknob. I was already running the rescue procedures in my head. I could break down that door in 15 seconds as long as I used my breaching tools. I was just about to turn the doorknob when I recalled Mom's wailing from the phone call, condemning me for being a disgrace to the family. I also remembered the image of the formal reprimand notice vividly, along with Tanya's message in the group chat about teaching a lesson to those who abused their power through their positions.

The woman who had once offered a ridiculous sum to buy me for the night. "Ethan," she said, extending a hand, "let me introduce myself—I'm Mandy Moore." Moore? That name rang a bell. I frowned. "Grace Moore is my sister." I froze. The first-ever female billionaire, and this woman here was her sister? Mandy ignored my shock and handed me a document. "I'm here to apologize. That deal with Vivian earlier... I messed up. My sister already tore into me for it. This is my way of making it right.

This rule has been consistently applied to locked chapters. ~I know - I'm awesome too.

“I just got the confirmation email about my special request. I am officially done with grad school. I made it bitches!” Chuckling, Najay grabbed the beer bottle from her friend’s hand and closed Abigail’s laptop. “Okay. Take it easy, tiger.” “I’m easy,” Abigail grinned. “I’m really, really easy.” “Okay, let’s get you to bed.” Abigail darted away from Najay’s hand, dashing towards her bedroom. “No! I have to go to Vanx Club, remember?” “Like this?” Najay asked, following behind Abigail. “You’re not in the right mind space to go out tonight. It’s almost ten.”

Abby looks at me like I'm stupid, "I know she can kick, stomp, punch, and pull hair. I also want it to happen tonight. I will not spend my birthday looking down and waiting for the next punch or kick. She went too far yesterday.” I get even more concerned, "Are you sure your ribs will be healed by then?" Abby smiles and says, "That just shows how much you don't know me. It's the pack rule that kept us from kicking their asses yesterday and any other day in the past. She purposely keeps humans around her for that reason".

Hot topic number ten, ‘#Why Annabeth Cates? As Annabeth looked at these topics, her mind went completely blank… She felt especially panicked when she read about Josh’s fans abandoning him. Annabeth quickly tapped on that topic to check it out.