Craig Of The Creek Rule 34 Novels & Stories

Look away, cupcake. Do not say Ryder Dane’s name. Do not— I stopped reading. There were thirty rules, where about twenty of them were about Ryder and how he belonged to Chrissy. “What other supposed rule did I break?” Chrissy lifted a hand and stabbed a finger over rules 9 and 10. No talking or touching Ryder Dane. “Well, come to think of it. You broke three.” “You are literally the most unhinged person I’ve met.” And that was saying a lot, as I’ve dealt with my fair share of crazy. “And you really expect everyone to follow these dumb rules?”

His jaw tightened, not with judgment but with understanding. That was the moment I realized the second rule wasn’t broken by accident. He’d been aiming for it from the start. The Third Rule Trembles Rule three was the most sacred: No falling in love. It was written in ink, underlined twice, like we could actually control it. The night it started to crumble, the rain had been falling for hours, tracing frantic rivers down the windows of his penthouse. We were supposed to be going over the final revisions, but the power went out plunging us into a silence so thick I could hear my own heartbeat.

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Drake rushed straight up to the second floor. However, before he could even reach me, the projection screen in the center of the estate lit up. What played across the white wall wasn’t wedding blessings. It was accounts, consisting of page after page of offshore transactions, falsified customs declarations, warehouse transfer logs, and records of his meetings with outside crews, complete with dates and locations. There were even summaries of recorded conversations, proof that he’d been trafficking drugs behind the family’s back.

It's like I'm back to my old self, weak and miserable. "Help.." That word came out of my mouth unexpectedly. The Rogue's saliva dripped from its mouth onto my neck. He snarled at me and licked the sides of his mouth. "Help.." I repeated with trembling lips and a weak voice. I was in the middle of the forest and far away from Austin so it was impossible for anyone to hear my cry for help. But I'm hoping for a miracle to happen again. I wish someone would come and help me. I don't want to shed tears so I closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and screamed loudly.

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!"

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Her bullying was something I could not get used to no matter how many times it happened. Only to report to the grumpy founder and have him lecture me on the rules and regulations of the organization. The rule that stood out the most was rule number 1, 34 110 and 232, any exception was instant death Rule No 1: Once in the premises organization, no non member is allowed to leave alive. Rule No 34: Never say no to your superior or anyone higher ranking than you. Rule No 110: Members must cease contacts with the outside world except on missions.

I drag my hand down my thigh as I wait for his reply, and my hand is dangerously slipping close to the edge of my school skirt when my phone vibrates. ALEX: I’d turn you away from me and raise that short skirt over your ass. I’d probably tease you. Make you whimper and plead for it before I give you the pleasure you seek. I’d close my hand over your mouth because of how hard you’d scream as my cock slides in and out of you. Fuck.

someone mutters weakly from the back, but that word is enough to make my blood boil hotter. If we aren’t in this room, I’ll be there sending a punch right out of his face. “One is enough,” I bite back. “But she’s not the only one, is she? You all know that.” We all know that there are more victims. Some who doesn’t survive, and some who doesn’t even dare to go to the light. Because even when they are the victims, they are usually the ones being pointed fingers at. This time, Craig stands up from his seat in audience and speaks up, his tone heavy with authority as he stands tall. “You speak of disrespecting the Alpha’s rule, but what do you call a system that allows abuse to fester under its