Annabeth Chase Rule 34 Novels & Stories

“You know big-shot women like Annabeth like to be made to feel important. They were belles their whole lives, with people clamoring after them, and then – once they marry their Alpha and pop out a few kids – people don’t pay as much attention to them. Their job is done.” Victor looks up at Amelia, wondering if this is the future she sees for herself. “I don’t know if that’s true – people care a lot about what Annabeth says. Not only is Henry Prath the Pack’s Treasurer and Head of Council, Annabeth is on three committees herself –“ “Yeah, I know,” Amelia says, rolling her eyes, clearly bored. “But I think the fact is, that Annabeth isn’t going to give you her endorsement just because you have

Cute. Maxwell stole a glance at me, that annoying lazy grin I’d always wanted to wipe off, still on his face. He turned back to Ethan and spoke. “But she’s a girl. It would be a bit unfair you know.” “I don't need anyone’s pity. I’ll compete.” Glaring at Maxwell for trying to discriminate me making him raise his arms in mock surrender. “Sorry. Was looking out for you.” I huffed, let go of the Unicorn, and turned to Ethan, who always sat back and watched me go back and forth with Maxwell. “Any rules?”

"I didn't... I had no idea." "I know," I said. "Neither did I. Not until you showed me her picture that night." We stood there in silence for a moment, Ethan remained quiet still trying to process everything I just said. "Okay," he said finally. "So Anabel's your best friend. I still don't understand why that means you have to shut me out." "I have to because Anabel and I have a rule," I said, my voice shaking. "We promised each other years ago that no dating of family members. It's the one line we promised never to cross."

I should've said no. Should've stood up and walked out. "Yes," I heard myself say. "Yes, what?" Cain prompted. "Yes, Sir." His smile was slow and dangerous. "Good girl. Now there are rules you need to know." Ghost spoke for the first time, his quiet voice somehow more intense than the others. "Rule one: You're ours exclusively. No other men. Not even flirting. Not even thinking about it. Understood?" "Yes." "Rule two," Reaper continued. "When we call, you come. Doesn't matter if you have class or plans with friends. When we want you, you show up."

On the table were the 274 rules of the Anderson family. She didn't know what the man was thinking to create 274 rules. Was he a genius? But Lalisa could tell with just a glance that these were special rules for her. Because the first rule was — [Without the consent of Party A, Party B is not allowed to expose any part of their body to others, regardless of gender.] Party B was her; Party A was Louis. This man had such a possessive nature. And he even came up with rules like this. To prove her purity for a whole week seemed extremely long, but how could she prove that she wasn't pregnant? She couldn't even get a doctor's certificate.

Caleb muttered and the older woman swallowed her saliva. She wasnt stupid, and that was why she had lasted in the mansion for that long. The very first rule for every single worker in the Anderson mansion was that no one was allowed into Nate’s space for three people, the butler, his granddaughter and herself. Everyone else was forbidden from stepping their feets into his room which was more like a mini apartment inside the house.

Aanya frowned her face, folding her arm underneath her breast “What rules?” Stacey squinted her eyes confused “It clearly stated, you aren't allowed to enter someone else's room” “Who the fuck made that silly rule?” Stacey said amidst a snicker. “I can't tell," Aanya looked down, realizing she had said too much, unknowingly.

We all ate a quick snack and then Neil and went back to work as Tommy and Abby cleared up. "Let's look into some other information. I think that we've hit a dead end with the ceremony." Neil suggested and I agreed. "I've found some of the Witches rules. There's one that vows not to harm unless in defense or to save innocents. The rule of three says that whatever energy a witch puts out into the world will come back to that witch times three." Neil spoke after a few minutes. He pushed the book towards me and I read through the page quickly.

It was obvious, both of them were hell-bent on getting Zayn! Anabelle stepped forward and crossed her arms, her honey brown eyes dilating. " Yes. This will be the key to getting what I want. Zayn will surely regret what he did to me today! I will make him cry for my love, our love!" Her face darkened, and she cracked her fingers slowly! ***** Anita walked around the unknown community. Her face was solemn and sharp, as her eyes scanned the whole community, with her hands clasped together behind her.

“That’s one thing I noticed about you right from the start. You’re observant. But Anaisse, you can’t always rely on your limited, firsthand observations to define the realm of possibilities. How do you explain my parents, happily married for thirty-two years come October?” “They’re the exception that proves the rule.” God, she was stubborn. For some crazy reason, it had him fighting a smile. “What rule?” “Excuse me?” “If people like my folks are the exception, what’s the rule? I’d like to know.” “Fine. I’ll call it Annabelle’s rule. Enjoy the moment, have some mind-blowing sex, and leave the candlelight and roses for fairy tales.” “That’s Annabelle’s rule?” “In a nutshell.”