Novel & Cerita Cowboy Hat Rules

Instead, I sat there and watched in silence while gripping my dress like it was a lifeline. “Before you start, I want to make the rules very clear. If you disobey the rules in any way, it means disqualification or automatic forfeiture. Firstly, killing is not allowed. If there is any sign that one of you is on the verge of taking the life of another, you'll be separated and the person would be dubbed the loser. This is not a death match.” “Two. The match must start out in your human form, and then you can shift to your wolf as you choose. Also once you shift, the other person in the ring is mandated to shift so you can both be on equal ground. We need to minimize casualties as much as possib

“Why was the engagement postponed?” “I don't know. Liam told me just this morning.” I replied. He squinted his eyes. I think he was about to say something when we heard the hooves of another horse approaching. A man in a cowboy hat– I think it's insignificant to mention that at this point because almost everyone had one on– rode to us on a horse. “Howdy, Miss.” He tipped his hat at me. “Howdy,” I replied with a smile. I have wanted to say that for the longest!!

Holding my rulebook, I stormed toward the chairman and threw the book down hard on his desk. “Show me, exactly, where in the rulebook it says that a wolfless cannot compete,” I said. The chairman’s condescending smile slipped right off his face. “It’s implied.” “It isn’t stated anywhere in there,” I said. “You cannot make up rules that have not been voted on by a committee a year in advance. That itself is a rule in the book.” The chairman sneered. “A rule we will change in the future.” “But one you can’t change now,” I said.

The MC raised his hands, apparently he had more to say, but the crowd was beyond control now. “Enough!” His voice cracked like thunder, bringing slight order to the chaos that was happening. “The old code is hereby abolished. The matches shall be fought under the following rules: defeat, not death, shall mark the end. Victory shall come only when the opponent can no longer rise.” More gasps and snarls, followed his announcement. Some Wolves were now on their feet, arguing. But he wasn’t done. “Second rule,” he continued, reading from the scroll. “The arena is bound. No wolf may leave the ring once entered. Flight equals forfeit.”

He looked up when he heard me approaching, one eyebrow raised in quiet surprise. "I'll do it," I blurted before I could lose my nerve, my voice steadier than I felt. He raised his brow in amusement, letting the last smoke curl into the air. "I'll accept the offer." I cleared my throat. "But I have one rule. No catching feelings. No strings attached." Ace took another slow drag, then flicked the cigarette away. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dark and knowing. "Crystal clear, sweetheart."

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

Dec asks, "when will we have our first dates? What should the rules be?" Within an hour, we are sat cross legged on the carpet with a piece of paper in front of us, with our rules. 1) no sex 2) no kissing 3) £100 per date cap 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 7) no extravagant gifts 8) Bethany mustn't know 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing

"As long as you're here, you're going to live by all these rules. Rule Number One; You only speak when you're being asked a question. Rule Number Two; I talk once, you talk twice, you'd get punched. Rule Number Three; Do not disrespect me or any of my men. Rule Number Four; Always do what you're being instructed to do. Rule Number Five; No cursing. And lastly Rule Number Six; Do not try to escape no matter how difficult it may seem, cause if I by any means learn you're plotting such, you're going to earn a bullet on your leg." He concludes, attempting to look and sound dangerous like a boss, but I suprisingly scoff. "And if I don't follow all these rules?" I inquire swallowing the bile that

There is a line of masked people waiting to get in. "There are the rules." Liam points to a poster on the brick wall. It reads, Rule One - Death or lasting harm must be consensual Rule Two - Don't intervene Rule Three - Do what you're told Rule Four - Don't ignore the safe word The third one gives me chills. I can't imagine all of the terrified girls that roll through here. Liam looks down at me. His eyes make my heart skip a beat. "Last chance to turn around Nara."

I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.