Good Rules For Littles Novels & Stories

Everyone Knows me. "As you all know, the training continues today and we won't be resting under the shades, some of you have been sneaking around and skipping training sessions. I won't mention names but I hope you avoid that at all cost, you shouldn't drag your teammates behinds and ivy? Please follow the rules." I raised my head as i heard my name, I thought he didn't want to mention any names. I scoffed hard and rolled my eyes. The outburst of laughter that followed made me glare at the chief. We were seated on the grass, asides how uncomfortable it made us, I got bored of all the instructions and rules. I preferred to be addressed by the Chief, Sir Surrey. At least he doesn't make it slo

"Ok!!" Valentina's eyes shone with happiness but before she could celebrate her happy moment, Xavier butted in. "There are rules you need to follow!!" Valentina nodded her head simultaneously. "Rule Number 1: They won't come to our bedroom!!" Rule Number 2 : You will have a fixed time to play with them. Rule Number 3: You won't ignore me for them!!" Valentina frowned at his last rule. She thought he was joking but his serious and straight no-nonsense face said it all that he wasn't joking at all.

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."

The duct tape embedded on my lips tasted bitter. The glass windows left no option for ventilation, forming sweat droplets that glued my messed hair strands into my sweaty cheek. He leaned closer and kneeled. Without saying a word, he untied only my hands' ropes, leaving my feet glued to the chair sticks. He then grabbed the silver tape without a single stutter, which burned my lips. "Listen, we will play by my rules here," he said with an unclear voice through the mask. "What do you want?!" "Rule number one, I am the only one who can speak."

There are just ten little rules, you have to remember: Rule number one: Always call home when you're on your lunch break. Even if you've got nothing remotely interesting to say. She will assume that you care about what she has to say to you. Even if she waffles on about her friends, or the neighbor's cat, or her aunties, brothers, cousins, sister's goldfish. Reply with 'Uh-hu' and 'Sure' and 'That's great'. If in doubt, just agree with everything.

they looked at each other. "Yes, but here's the rules. First, you should stay here and don't go out even if you hear a loud sound, clear?" daddy said. I nodded my head in confusion. "Second, don't make a noise until I say you could, got it?" I nodded again at daddy. "Third rule, if you hear mommy and daddy's voices screaming and yelling, still don't come out and make a noise, you got it sweety?" I nodded and pouted.

She asks me, I shake my head no, dad says I act like a child sometimes but I don't think it's the same thing. "It's okay, you'll learn all about it here in this school. But first let's go back to your rules okay?" She says getting a paper that's already typed showing me all the rules I have. Littles Rules: *Always wear your full uniform. *No talking back, swearing, or being impolite. *Ask for help from the floor dominant when needed. *The floor dominant would help you get dressed and undressed when needed. *Bedtime is ten every night.

He nodded at me and muttered something along the lines like we will earn your trust. "Okay so the rules are 1) I don't want any back talking, And 2) you have to respect all your brothers. 3) you should not swear. 4) no drinking and drugs. 5) you are not allowed to have a boyfriend 6) you have to tell us every time when you go somewhere." His rules are reasonable.

“Fine. I’ll teach you. But we’re doing this my way. And if we’re doing it, there are rules.” I sat up eagerly. “Rules?” “Yeah. Rule number one: whatever I teach you, you don’t use it unless you’re in real danger. Not to show off. Not to get back at anyone. Not even to make a point. You use it only if it’s absolutely necessary. Understand?” I nodded immediately. “Got it.” “Rule number two,” he continued, his tone serious, “you listen. No arguing, no stubbornness, no trying to prove something. If you want to learn, you follow my instructions.”

Andras turns me around to face him. “Seriously, you are worse than a fucking toddler. I feel like I need to give you a mom talk on proper behavior at the mall. Rule one, stay with me at all times. No running off. Rule two, don't touch anything. Rule three, don't talk to strangers. Rule-” “Bite me,” I say, spinning away.