Ariana Greenblatt Rule 34 Novels & Stories

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.

Eliana asked with wild eyes, “You don’t want to help me with Aria?” Aria was shocked. She paused for a moment before saying, “Okay, I can help you, but I’m going to lay down same ground rules for you.” “First and foremost, you are not permitted to reveal any personal information about yourself to the public, including your school, relatives, or friends.” “Second, you can’t skip classes anymore. You can be live streamer, but not the expense of your studies!” Eliana said, “I have previously skipped classes before. This is not why I failed the test. Relax! No one will find out about I, even if I skip classes.”

If it is violated there is a corresponding penalty that the violator will pay of $1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. - This deal cannot be announced until the impersonation is over. - SB won't call Patrice when we're just the two of us. - Don't fall in love. When we finished reading the rules I raised an eyebrow at the last write of don't. “Does it need to be included?” I point to the last rule. “Yes. You know, you might fall for me. I can't catch you but if you want me to catch you're feeling for me. I'm willing to catch you.

Find a way to change rules 34 and 46. What is rule number 34 and 46? I flipped back to the pages I skipped and found my answer within those pages. Rule 34: Demons are not, in any form or manner, allowed to have any intimate relationship with any human. Rule 46: No demon is to lay claim to any human children. This was definitely my dad.

> Rule 3: You must attend every business function Lucian deems necessary, with no objections. > Rule 11: You will not initiate contact with any male guest unless permitted. > Rule 19: Your wardrobe will be curated weekly. Any personal alterations must be pre-approved. > Rule 31: You must always wear your ring. > Rule 44: You will not cry in front of Lucian unless granted permission. > Rule 50: Any breach of rules may result in severe disciplinary action. Physical, psychological, or otherwise. I stared at the last line until it blurred.

Chapter 10 Aria spent the weekend drafting the rules of their marriage. Only after she felt that she had noted everything down did she hand it over to Damian. “Here, I have written down the terms of our contract. You can take a look and see if it's okay with you.” Damian took the printed paper and quickly read through it. “Rule number 1, You should never, under any circumstances, fall in love with me.” “2. There won’t be any physical intimacy between us. No touching, kissing, and hugging.”

As we walked further, we realized there's different sections for each person with a wide space and desk. “Listen up. Kathy rules. One, key cards track your hours. Two, no guests without approval, three, whatever you shoot here belongs to Golden lens and four, you miss quota, you lose the space.” We listened carefully. Then he passed key cards to all of us. “These are all your cards for your studios. You own one each. That's the privilege of being winners. You all have the rest of the afternoon to get to know each other better.”

“Sleep. Tomorrow, Daria will show you the estate boundaries. Cross them, and I’ll assume you’re trying to escape.” “Rule four?” His lips twitched. “Rule four is: Don’t touch my things. That includes my books, my office, and my men.” He dropped his hand and left without another word. I touched the spot under my eye. My skin burned where he’d touched me. 364 days left. Rule one: Don’t fall in love with me. Rule two: Don’t lie. Rule three: No privacy. Rule four: Don’t touch his things. He’d given me four rules in one night. How many would he have by day 365?

I stayed there for a moment, not bothering to take a step forward. I inhaled. Exhaled. Inhaled again. Then I checked my reflection, using my phone screen for the fifth time , no smudged mascara, no leftover tears. Just me. Zoey Blake. Ex-girlfriend of Orion Gritton. I hated that title more than anything. But today, I had no choice but to face it and the people who had watched my humiliation head-on. I finally took a step forward, my white sneakers squeaking on the pavement. My oversized Riverview hoodie almost swallowed me whole. At least it made me feel like I could hide.