Choices Rules Of Engagement 소설 & 이야기

“No question about it. I am better than you. There’s nothing about you that’s redeemable, fuckwad. Why would I want to be associated with you?” “Everyone, the only rules are as follows: fighting in human form only, claws and fangs are acceptable.” I allow Infinity up front and we prepare our claws and fangs. I can feel the adrenaline starting to pump through me and my breathing picks up speed. “Alpha Madison must be eliminated for the council to win. Council members have to submit, be knocked out or dead for Alpha Madison to win.” He looks around and everyone nods in understanding. He blows the horn and mayhem ensues.

Rolling my eyes, I went over and stood on his right. “The rules are simple,” Alpha Hudson glanced from me to her, “No shifting into your wolves. You can wound the other, but do not kill. No breaks are allowed. You will fight until your opponent cannot continue. The one left standing becomes the winner and the newly Chosen Luna of FireBricks.”

“Everyone here should hear the rules too.” Kennedy nods, “There will be no weapons. This must be a clean battle. You can only fight in one form. You cannot switch forms midway through the fight. Your opponent must either kill you or force you to yield your defeat. Once the fight is complete, the winner will be announced. If the losing challenger attempts to fight or harm the winner after the fight has been called, the loser will be killed on the spot. Do you accept the terms?” Jasper puffs his chest again. “I do.”

He said as he came specifically to my front probably so I might not assume a technicality and that I did not hear the rules “There are three rules that you must adhere to during the challenge and the breaking of any of them would mean an automatic disqualification and forfeiture of the challenge. First rule; There is to be no full transformation into a werewolf anytime during the challenge as turning would be a breakage of the rules and an automatic disqualification, although it’s not against the rules to modify meaning that you could change any part of your body at any given time during the challenge but under no circumstance are you to make a full transformation.” He stoped and looked at m

Conrad waved his hand back to Garmesh and Emnore, “She accepts.” “Good!” Garmesh growled, “We’ll fight-” “You forget yourself.” Conrad sneered, “She sets the terms. Not you.” I nodded crossing my arms, “No weapons, just fists, whoever can pin the other to the ground first for three seconds wins.” “How fucking barbaric.” Emnore huffed. “Her terms.” Conrad smiled, “Don’t fucking come after me for this.” he grumbled and I knew he was trying to reach out to Dimitris.

“No claws or teeth. No running away. Winner is decided when one submits or gets knocked out, unable to fight.” I smiled. “Shifting is allowed though?” “You can’t use your claws or teeth, I don’t know why you would but sure. Shifting is fine.” “Weapons?” I asked. “None.” “Can I add a rule?” Logan looked at me. He was already pissed, it coming over clearly through the mate bond. “Depends.” “Don’t hold back.” He looked at me long and hard. “You decided to do make it official Auri, I have to take it seriously.”

“But, whatever law lies in this country does not apply in NJG’s turf. Meaning, Cipher was never at fault for the death cases that rose days ago. Our code states that whoever started an aggression was in definite hot water and not those who defended.” The unknown man pulled a document from his case and neatly put it on the table in front of him. “The one named Keisha Vista suggested a capturing game. The rules are very simple. There will be two factions who are battling each other. Two types of roles. One is the Hunter and the other one is the Sprinter. The Hunters have one goal: it is to capture the flags of the Sprinters in a given period of time. If all seven flags are obtained, the Hunter

"This fight is the first of many others, and as such, I was chosen to dictate when the winner has been decided!! The rules for this match are simple, incapacitate your enemy until it can´t fight back!! Or you can capture or defeat the general of the enemy team!!" As he explained the rules, I noticed that the weapons of our enemies were not as regulated as ours. "Isabella, can you see?" "...... Yhea... Those things are real..." "And something tells me that their ammo might be too" "Tch... Should we stop the fight?" "If that´s what you want, then-" "I want to do what you want. If you assure me that we´ll get out of this alive I´ll follow you, if not, I´m taking a step back with you"

Ava’s POV There were only a few rules I lived by in college. Rule number one? Never fall for a jock. It wasn’t just a personal preference. It was survival; I had to avoid them in order to do well. I had seen too many smart girls throw away their GPA for a 6'0 something guy with biceps, a quarterback playboy and a bad attendance record. Not me, no way, I'll never do that, that's how I survived my first year in Westbridge University, and I'm not going to break that rule in my second year.

“But I did bring this.” “What's that?” “Rules. Rules we follow now that we're boyfriend and girlfriend.” “Fake.” I corrected, laying emphasis. I collected the paper from his hands and read through. “The fake relationship contract.” I laughed and continued reading while he relaxed back, watching the surroundings. “Rules we follow. Number 1. No intimacy, strictly platonic.” I laughed. Of course. We're not doing that. My eyes went back to the paper. “Unless Sharing kisses and hugs in front of everyone in the rink and in the classroom.” I gulped. “Two, always display PDA to make the relationship look real. Three, Must follow Trevor to the rink to snap and cheer. Four, Always be together especial