Bro Code Rules Novels & Stories

The Eldest brother rumbled. Then without further comment, or touching Walter removed his hand and continued on towards the middle of the matt just between Brandon and Lander. "All right." Walter said once he got in position. "I'll explain the rules to the new combatant." he said his deep voice filling and dispelling the awkward silence. "Rule 1, No groins. Rule 2, No eyes. Rule 3, No Shifting. Rule 4, No Supernatural abilities. Combatants can only use non-lethal weapons. Okay?"

“What gives you the right to hit me?!” His grip loosened slightly, but his voice stayed cold. “Dad told me before he died to discipline you well. “If you keep acting this recklessly, how are you supposed to inherit the Maxwells’ legacy?” His words had barely fallen when the ruler landed again, cold as a winter wind. The sting didn’t break me, though. Instead, it ignited the worst kind of rebellion in me. I shoved Leon back, then yanked open the waistband of my pants.

The mafia rules.... Mafia rules... I tsked under my breath Eva mentioned the book not quite long ago I also remember Niko saying it contained the rules and regulations, roles, responsibilities and obligations of everyone single member of the family. For now, I think it's time I get acquainted with it.

I had never felt so completely out of control of my own physical reactions, and I was silently, desperately begging my body to stop reacting so intensely toward him. Let’s face it—my body was a total imbecile with exceptionally poor judgment especially when it came to my dearest stepbrother. How could it possibly want something so badly from a dude who clearly hated my guts right back? When he spoke again, his breath smelled faintly of rich clove.

" okay the rules are- 1. Always reply verbally 2. No back talks, cussing , sass 3. Always respect everyone and listen to them whatever they say because it's for your safety 4. Bedtime at 9 during weekdays and midnight on weekends 5. I mean never ever go to basement . 6. And absolutely NO BOYS 7. If you have to go out or somewhere you always have to inform one of your brothers" Shit! Cliffhanger...!!!!! Do you guys want any brothers pov? Please do Vote Share And comment -hani

Sloan complained. "Just give it time, Sloan." I responded. He grunted, but had no choice than to agree. "You still remember the rules, boys?" I asked. "To never lay hands on a woman or children." Steve recounted. Brandon added, "Unless it has to do with a vendetta." "Even with that, do not lay your hands on them. Give them an easy death." Devin spoke firmly. Brandon nodded once. "Copy." "Hmm." Sloan inhaled the drug-filled air. "New York smells of blood already. I can't wait to experience all the fun. The brotherhood is back."

She had a menacing smirk on her face as she looked at him. "Do you have anything to say?" "Yeah, get the fuck out of my way!" He said in a deep, almost demonic voice. He was enraged that Ozgar had gone after his scraps without considering the consequences. There was also a bro code, BRO CODE #21: NEVER: Kiss or sleep with a bro's ex-girlfriend. If you are attracted to your bro's ex, you shall not make a pass at her without taking his permission. If he wants you to stay away from her, you shall abide by his request.

The duct tape embedded on my lips tasted bitter. The glass windows left no option for ventilation, forming sweat droplets that glued my messed hair strands into my sweaty cheek. He leaned closer and kneeled. Without saying a word, he untied only my hands' ropes, leaving my feet glued to the chair sticks. He then grabbed the silver tape without a single stutter, which burned my lips. "Listen, we will play by my rules here," he said with an unclear voice through the mask. "What do you want?!" "Rule number one, I am the only one who can speak."

Tho its a little bit short It's a prologue though,so.... Please comment and vote.

Even though I hadn't been paying full attention, a few rules had managed to stick. "In case you forgot, dating a teacher is strictly prohibited, handsome." I turned back around to face them. They were frantically trying to fix their clothes. The guy froze mid-buttoning when he realized I hadn't left yet. He turned toward me, his wide eyes locking onto mine as he took me in. I cleared my throat. "But hey, whatever. Rules are meant to be broken." He looked away and resumed buttoning his shirt. I let out a sharp sigh. "Next time, be more careful. Not everyone is as nice as I am," I deadpanned.