Novel & Cerita Her Own Rules Movie

Her voice trembled, but each word struck hard like iron: “First rule…You don’t lock me up. Not in chains or in the shadows. If I walk, you walk beside me.” Vincent growled in response. “Agreed.” His claws tightened around her hand that still held onto him. “What’s next?” he asked. “Second rule…You don’t speak for me. You don’t define who I am. You will let me speak for myself.” The hand yanked her more forcefully; her body arched toward the white light. Vincent roared as he pulled her back against him. “Agreed!” he yelled. Her third rule came out sharp and clear like broken glass: “If I say stop…you stop.”

“But it's the truth.” “I don't care,” she whispered. “Really? You do know that you can be casted out of your pack for having an affair with a married man and a complete stranger.” “Rules are for the weak, for people without purpose, I'm different.” She leans closer, staring at my mouth. “When I see what I like I go for it.” Damn, I was starting to like this girl even more but nah, she wouldn't stay low if she knew the real me.

And underneath, a question: Do you want the man who makes the rules or the one who breaks them? I stared at it for hours. Then I did something I swore I wouldn’t. I wrote a rule of my own. RULE 9: You’ll both come to my room tonight. But only one of you will be allowed to touch me. The other must watch. And I slid it under both their doors. Now I wait. Naked. Plugged. Blindfolded. One will come first. The other will arrive later. But only one of them will win. “In a house with too many secrets, the final rule is the one that breaks you.”

Who knows? Left for dead by her own mother, now kidnapped and forced into a life of prostitution. My goodness, could this situation get any worse? It’s like a horror movie, and we’re the helpless victims. The only thing missing is a creepy soundtrack and some jump scares. And to think, I was upset about burning my toast this morning. Talk about first-world problems. Screw those stupid rules! “I don’t give a damn about their rules!” I growl, relishing in her surprise at my sudden outburst. “Those arrogant masters and their crappy rules can shove it wherever they want. I won’t subject you to this,” I declare, charging towards her.

We get to the part of Dr Webber’s speech as I mouth the words and look over to Em who is doing the same. Now for Dr Bailey’s rules. “I have five rules memorise them. Rule number don’t bother sucking up….” I have found my dream girl. She knows grey’s anatomy to level of obsession I have. Can make a sweat-set looking fucking hot. And can hold her own during a game of Uno.

he said before disappearing into the hall. Rules aren't something you follow. Hilarious. I knew he meant the third rule that he gave me. I told him to stop. I guess I should've been more eager. If he likes submissives, then the Aella, he so-called knew, would be perfect for him. Not Ella. As much as I'd do anything he'd told me to in exchange for a kiss, I wouldn't do it. I had to be strong and know my worth. ---- Five hours later

"Jeez, I have become such a debbie downer! Please ignore my ranting. I've just never really had someone to talk to who won't understand because she has lived this life and can't allow herself to see beyond it." I knew she was talking about her mother. I knew she felt no kind of resentment towards the woman. Only sadness that they had never seen a world beyond that guided by rules and stuck up nobles who judged them for anything other than what was considered 'norm'. "Well, I mean, I know this is gonna be a pretty controversial statement but...so what if there are rules? They were meant to be broken and as long as no one finds out..." I let the sentence stray, winking at her once her wide eye

I smiled. “What are the rules?” “The rules are whatever we want it to be, we don’t follow what other have to say, we do what we want ans as far as I am concerned, I would lay my life for you over and over again, you can’t tell me not to because if I can stop it and I don’t, I would never forgive myself, I would never be able to recover from it so be it, you are stuck with me.” “A stubborn woman with a smoky body that I will never leave.”

"Ah! I forgive you! I forgive you! Don't cry! Don't cry! Please don't cry!" Oh my god! Is he the movie emperor's reincarnation? How did he do it at such a fast speed and with so many tears? Therefore, it was not that she had no rules. However, she really couldn't stand it anymore. What should she do? What should she do? What should she do with the drunk Dumbass?

I should be scared but am I really? Who knows? "Alright you're right, I do know but we'll do this by my rules…" My Rules. Those two words should scare the fuck out of me because it might as well mean that I'm already at his mercy. So was what I wanted to know, worth putting myself at Savaş Ewald's mercy? "What are your rules exactly?" I surely didn't know what to expect from someone like him but could it really be that bad? Absolutely. Could I handle it? Still not confirmed.