Choices Rules Of Engagement Novels & Stories

Sadly, we had other matters to tend to today. Kade proudly walked me over to the Council who stood around the appointed area for the match. They all looked amused, but Dulaney looked furious. That was enough to amuse me deeply. I basked in the fact that I would finally get to fight back against this piece of shit. Dulaney sneered at me while he cracked his knuckles. He was trying to intimidate me, but he failed the mark miserably. “The rules are simple. Everything is legal except weapons and shifting. The match ends with the submission of the other party or them being rendered unconscious. Do you understand the rules set forth?” Carlos, another Council member, asked.

maybe both. Edward was walking around, looking serious. He said, "Here are the rules we need to follow. No weapons except for the guards. No using magic to scare anyone. Everything we agree on will be written down and witnessed." He said it like he was reading sacred scripture instead of guidelines for people who could tear each other's throats out. Marcus leaned against a pillar with that effortless hybrid energy of charm and danger. He didn't just examine the room.....he judged it. As if the walls might be hiding secrets or bad interior design choices.

He said. I blinked. “What? But….” I tried to protest. "If the person gets you off, you lose. If the person doesn't, you win. Is that clear?" He asked. I hesitated for a moment, and then I nodded. "Good." He said. "Next rule. No penetration of any kind.” He said and moved closer to me. “No matter how badly, the being seduced begs for it. The seducer can only use his mouth and tongue. Nothing else. No penetration is allowed." He whispered into my ears. His hot breath tickled me and I could feel myself getting aroused.

It quickly became a challenge though, and soon they were sprinting, this time Jamie beating him there, and she cheered, giving a teasing grin while Logan playfully rolled his eyes. "So, what are the rules, or are you making this a challenge?" He smirked at her, and Jamie felt her face heat up, but she stubbornly ignored it. "You guys are never going to let me live that down." "Oh, no way." "Standard rules, no going for the tenders, no clawing, no biting, tap out to end or say 'I give.'" "No throat punches?" "And no shifting," she shot back. "You know, I still don't think anyone has seen your shifted form. What's the story behind that?"

“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.” “And you Nero. Do you accept these terms?” Kennedy asked. “Then let’s begin.”

“Rules?” Marco grinned, grateful to have something to structure. “Of course there are rules.” “First rule,” Leo said, counting on his fingers. “Jennifer chooses everything. Timing. Touch. Titles. Whether this is even real or just a conversation we needed to have to get it out of our bodies.” “Agreed,” Marco said. “Second rule: we talk to each other more than we talk about each other. No guessing. No silent scorekeeping.” “Third,” Leo added, eyes serious. “We keep Elysium safe. If this starts to bleed into the work, we step back.”

His eyes twinkled when they met mine, and I smiled, hoping everything would go as we both planned. "Okay, here are the rules, guys," I started, glancing at everyone to make sure each was following, and yeah, they were. "Once someone asks you a question, you are to answer immediately, or else you will be disqualified." I rattled on about some of the other rules to them, and they all nodded, cool with my terms. "So everyone is okay with my rules?" I raised my eyebrow, looking at each of them with a smile on my face, just in case fate ditched me and had my mates disagreeing with me.

An awkward silence enveloped them until Creed blurted "Alright...Since now that we're on the same page...let me tell you the rules. There are three things you all need to keep in mind." "First...Pull out your most powerful weapon and go for the head. I don't care even if it costs you your speed but I need brutal force. When you are at your limit, give a signal, and I will choose the next sprinter." "Second, Don't keep track of my arrows, nor are you allowed to dodge them. Just focus on your own job and let me do mine!"

I commented. Eun-woo ignored me as he continued, “Rule 4: Don’t approach me just because you wanted to; Rule 3: Don’t try to talk to me if it’s not something educational-related; Rule 2: Don’t act as you know me personally; And most importantly, Rule 1: Never let anyone we’re step-siblings no matter what.” “Whoa… look who’s talking,” I mocked him. “Aren’t you the one doing as you pleased between the two of us?”

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.