Good Rules For Littles Novels & Stories

"Rule two. Keep your mouth shut. You see something, hear something you pretend you didn’t. You don’t talk to anyone about anything." My heart thudded harder. I know he never wanted me here at first, and he was doing all of this so he could satisfy his father wh "Rule three. If there’s a fight, you stay out of it. No screaming. No crying. You stay quiet." I swallowed. "Rule four. My friends are off-limits. You don’t talk to them. Don’t look at them. Don’t even breathe around them unless I say so." I felt my fingers dig into my skin. There was no point living anymore then?

This small girl…" he laughed again as he pointed at Annabel. He kept coming closer while Annabel kept moving backwards. She was trying so very hard not to do this! She didn't want to break one of her parents rule that state 'Never be rude or harm older ones.' But what if they beg for harm? What if they cross their boundary? What if they don't deserve to be respected? She was trying her posible possible best to make sure those rules were unbroken.

The crowd grew silent immediately, silently digesting Tess's words. Seeing her strategy worked, Tess continued. "The rules include, one, no indiscriminate killing. Two, no stealing. Three, disputes must be settled amicably or brought to the main office for Judgement. Four, no petty crimes. Those are the major rules, the rest will be criminal codes and rules ensuring the welfare of the people.

“True.” I folded my arms. “But if we’re doing this, we need rules.” Raid groaned dramatically, falling back on the bed. He looked like a kid in timeout. “Jesus. Of course you’re a rules person. Fine,” he sighed. “Hit me.” I straightened slightly. “Rule number one. No sleeping around.” Raid blinked, shooting up from the bed so fast I thought he’d break his back. Dramatic much? “That’s your first rule?” “Yes.”

I say, getting the paper and pen ready to write the stupid rules that I don't plan on following. Calesti Rules: *No magic unsepervised (U wish!) *Bed time is 10 pm (Never) *Eat three meals a day (nut hungry) *Ask before eating any candy (In your dreams) *Witches classes starts tomorrow (Nu thank u) *Use your little items, includes diaper, pacifier, toys, bottles...(Sure) *Obey me, disobedience would lead to punishment (Maybe I should tell Lucy u disobeyed him) "And what should I call you oh great master?" I ask him with sass filling my voice.

I confirmed. As I served their dinner, I made a mental note to childproof the apartment more thoroughly. Not just the obvious things like electrical outlets and cleaning supplies, but everything. These boys were like tiny detectives, capable of finding hidden objects with the skill of professional treasure hunters. "Mama," Alexander said around a mouthful of cheesy pasta, "why do adults have so many rules about things?" "Because adults have learned through experience which things can be dangerous or inappropriate," I said, sitting down at the table with my own plate. "When you're older, you'll understand more about why certain rules exist."

' Dario thought, watching as Madie sped down the stairs and straight to the ground floor. The words were at the tip of his tongue. 'Don't run, baby.' But he couldn't say it. He'd let her have her fun, just this time. Tomorrow, or maybe the day after that, they'll start with rules and the consequences of both their actions. It was needed for a little to be reprimanded by rules and regulations from time to time. This way, they stay grounded and they remember not to disobey their Daddy or guardian, and they stay safe as well.

~𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙈𝙮 𝘿𝙤𝙢~ Lucien read them all while twirling a strand of Noah’s hair. 1. No punishing Noah when he’s actually sad. Only when he’s bratting. 2. Ask Noah before denying physical affection. 3. Never raise your voice at Noah (it'd scare me). 4. If Noah cries during punishments, Daddy must check if he’s okay. 5. If Noah’s unhappy, Daddy must fix it immediately. 6. No leaving the house without kissing me first. 7. Daddy must cuddle Noah after sex, no exceptions.

she says and I gave him one look, she signed the first contract of obeying the island rule before he left. "I have them in bullets, you can read through them, and decide if they all work for you, or I can read them for you," I say trying to give her some freedom. "I'll read them," she says and I hand her over the rules page, I had decided them before, and had them put in action with littles before, they work perfectly. The Littles Rules: *Obeying your daddy. *Being polite to daddy and his friends. *Asking permission first.

Kennedy let my hand go and go somewhere in the house, she came back holding papers and some crayon, she set them in front of me. “We want you to write your rules little one” Robert says and I slide on the floor for easier access to the paper and start writing in different colors my rules. Ella’s Rules: *Call us mommy and daddy. *No back talk or bad words. *Inside voices. *Ask before eating candy. *Bed time is ten. *Hold our hands while outside. *No going out alone of the house without telling us. *Eat three meals a day. *We’ll feed you, bathe you, and diaper you while in your little space.