Death Note Notebook Rules Novels & Stories

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?”

He had written some important and very interesting facts about his life in it. But after a few pages, there was a note. Read further if you are brave enough to do the dare. It didn’t seem like a threat, but a challenge, and being the curious head, I accepted it. There were certain rules which I found intriguing. Never have I ever heard of rules being in a journal. Rules:- 1. Don’t back out. 2. Complete the dare. 3. Never share the secret of this journal with anyone. 4. Don't dare to make any wish before the completion of all your dares.

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●Rule Seven:Never leave the estate without a security detail. ●Rule Eight:Do not trust anyone completely. ●Rule Nine:If danger arises, obey my orders immediately. She flipped to the last page, where a single line sat isolated at the bottom. ●Rule Ten:Never fall in love with me. Lorrie blinked. Then, a laugh escaped her lips. A real, genuine laugh. Lorenzo’s brows knitted together. "What's funny?"

But then, I already thought that Nathan is right, and that makes rule number thirty for my manual: There are no rules at all. ---THE END---

He untied me gently, rubbed my wrists, kissed the red marks. Later, cleaned up and tangled in sheets, he reached for the notebook, and wrote at the bottom of the page, below our fantasies. New Rule: Whatever’s written must be done, no backing out, no breaking rules without punishment. He handed me the pen to sign my name under it. I smiled at him. “Deal”.

That evening— back home— Ava sat qui⁠etly. Liam walked in. ‍P⁠laced something down. She l‍o⁠oked.‌ A notebook. Sh‌e‍ frowned. ‍“What’s t⁠hat?” He sat. Opened it. First page. RU‍LES. She blinked. He pointe‍d. Rule 1: Tell somebody. Rule 2: No pretending okay. ‌Ru⁠le 3:‍

“You two keep using the word. So I made one.” He flipped it open. The first page was already filled with his sharp, blocky handwriting. Rule One: We use the bond to save the world, not to win arguments. Rule Two: No reinforcing another’s spell without them asking. Rule Three: No emotional “eavesdropping” without consent, unless someone is actively dying. I felt my mouth tug at the corners. “You really wrote ‘actively dying’?” “I like my exceptions clear,” he said. “Look. There’s space underneath for both of you.”

"Okay, listen… I want you to be aware that staying here in Atenowa is not that easy as you think, there are rules and guidelines that you should follow." Lady Brume explained. She puts on her eye glasses first before she starts to read to me what is written on a rolled paper. What is surprising is that the letter just spontaneously appears on the paper. My eyes open wide from what I saw. There are so many magical things happening here in Atenowa. "Number one rule….Do not use power unnecessarily." I suddenly thought of Lady Brume number one rule and I remembered the lady with blonde hair, she violated the first rule. "What are the consequences if you violate the rule?" I asked Lady Brume. She

And she was about to become a player. Without another thought, she tossed the die onto the glass table. It tumbled, the mother-of-pearl pips a blur of white against the dark stone, until it clattered to a stop. The face staring up was a single, stark pip. One. Sensation. Albert’s lips curved into a slow, possessive smile. “Category One. Excellent. A gentle beginning.” He took the die from the table. “The first rule: you do not touch yourself unless directed. The second: you answer all questions honestly. The third: you will thank me for each sensation, whether you find it pleasurable or not. Do you understand the rules, Millie?”