Cowboy Hat Rules Novels & Stories

Sarah was stunned and then broke into a peal of laughter, she laughed until there were tears in her eyes but finally stop upon seeing the serious look in Anastasia's eyes and she shook her head and also decided to get serious. "You see, there were many rules in this pack but these two are the most important to know; No killing, No raping. However, there are some places that these two rules didn't apply and those are brothels and boxing houses." "In a brothel, the moment you entered, you can't say that you didn't like the look someone is giving you or you are not interested but if someone gropes you and then you decided to kill the person, that's a crime."

The audience murmured their agreement, prompting Eric to continue. "Great. Now, here are the two essential rules you must follow: First, no cheating. If caught, you'll be disqualified immediately. Second, your behavior must not disrupt the ongoing program. Should we determine that you pose a distraction, whether intentionally or not, disqualification will be immediate. Is that clear?"

Second Rule: “This one is for the women of Luxford. Thou shall not flirt with Taylor West. Yes, he is charming. Yes, he is taken. No, you cannot have him. The last person who tried? Let’s just say she is no longer among us.” Charlie: “...” Inner Devil: ‘What?! Hahaha!’ Guardian Angel: ‘Technically, he’s not lying.’ Third Rule: “Thou shall not covet my daughter. She is already dating Taylor.” In their seats, Charlie and Taylor talked among themselves. “Well, at least these rules are in our favor,” Taylor remarked, and Charlie only chuckled. “Fourth rule!” Adrain resumed. “Thou shall not use my daughter’s name in vain. If I hear unnecessary gossip involving Charlie, the responsible parties wi

I know he’s uncomfortable. “So, let me get this straight. No bonding and no claiming each other are the only rules for our situation.” I smiled, “Those are the ground rules, but I’m going to add no fighting.” Creed smirked and nodded his head. He knows he was wrong for going after Dawson. “Outside those rules, any of your mates can do whatever they want with you.” He slipped off his shoes and started walking closer to me. I nodded, “Anything I agree with and want.”

Anda whispered to him running to the track. " I heard you've been playing royalty lately..don't they lock you in a cage or something?"one of the racers asked. " What's that?I hear fear...let's race Gutsy and stop trying to get into each other's nerves.. goodluck,you're gonna need it"Anda smiled and pulled on her helmet getting on her motorcycle. " The rules still remain..do not tackle your opponent is..stay in lane and ...win"Baron said. " Okay babes..are you ready to get yourselves some real cash .on your marks..get ready"A beautiful girl in bikini raised the gun above her head and shot.

The sound of chariots and horses echoed through the valley, growing louder as they approached. Suddenly, a cluster of men emerged from the forefront, their horses' hooves kicking up dust as they reined in their steeds. The men's faces were veiled by dark cloths, the edges of which billowed behind them. Kumar's eyes narrowed, his gaze scrutinizing the mysterious figures as he drew his horse to a halt. Inayat, her features concealed behind a veil, frowned as she regarded the men, her horse standing several paces behind Kumar's. The air was heavy with tension as the two groups faced off, the only sound the soft snorting of the horses and the rustling of the wind passed through the valley.

"If I wasn't controlling it, pixie, we wouldn't be talking about rules right now." Liam’s breath hitched at the sheer, dangerous weight behind the captain's words. His eyes instinctively flicked down to Jaxson’s lips before he forced them back up. "Rule number one," Liam said, his voice trembling slightly. "No touching unless there is a camera or a reporter directly in front of us. No hands on hips, no holding hands, nothing."

Cole teased. She suppressed a smile and carefully replaced the glasses in their case. The other box was so big, she decided to stand to open it. Again, she peeled the paper back to reveal a heavy cardboard box. She gave Cole a puzzled look and lifted the lid. A distinctive scent wafted her way as she peered beneath a layer of tissue paper. Inside sat a pale straw cowboy hat. A diamond design was woven into the brim, and the crown was vented in a zigzag pattern. A narrow strip of tan leather served as the hatband, its long tails crossing on the left side of the brim.

Celeste (muffled into the hoodie): “Feels like forever already.” He turns me around, thumbs brushing the tears I swore I wouldn’t cry tonight. Remy: “Rules still stand?” I nod, reciting them like a prayer we wrote together. Celeste: “Text when you wake up. Text when you go to sleep. Call every Sunday. Send stupid memes when you’re bored. No kissing other girls. No letting anyone else call you ‘coyote boy.’ That’s mine.” Remy (laughing once, wet): “Only you get coyote-boy privileges.

“The wards will hold until sunrise. After that, the outer rings fall. You have six hours to decide whether to run or to claim the boy in front of every wolf who wants him dead.” Outside the narrow window slits, the first answering howls rose closer now, and many. Aria looked at me, eyes fierce and terrified all at once. “Explain the rest of the rules,” she said. “Every single one. Right now. Because if your own brother just sold us out, I need to know exactly what we’re walking into when the sun comes up.” I met her gaze and gave her the only truth left. “The final rule is simple,” I said. “Once the cub has howled, the pack cannot unhear it. They will either kneel… or they will try to kill w