Her Own Rules Novels & Stories

I whined like a nine-year-old. "Well you are the Alpha and things like this could be changed if you want them to but surely you wouldn't want those rules to change?" she asked playfully tapping her chin. There was just something about her, she could make the most hideous moments sound and feel calm. "I do want to change but I don't know how to start," I said. "That makes you sound gullible and I don't like that for a man of your stature and poise, you can change these rules so you can matey whoever you want," she said.

one Elder began. “Yes,” she said. “I do. I presume to say: the rules that broke me, that nearly killed my child before she was born, that collared my mate and called it optics, that told a sixteen‑year‑old girl ‘you don’t get to say no’—those rules will not govern her future. Or mine. Or yours, if I can help it.” She looked up at the high windows, where the late light cut in hard angles.

“That’s why I needed the rules. To keep myself out of trouble.” “Needed?” Her brows knit together. “You’re saying you don’t need them now?” I meet her eyes. “I’m saying they don’t fit anymore.” Her pulse jumps — I can see it in her throat. “So … new rules?” “Maybe. And one exception.” She turns away, cheeks burning. Flustered. Cute. Dangerous. She goes quiet again, chewing slowly, like she’s tasting more than pancakes. And for the first time, I wonder if she’s seeing past the bad-boy headlines — past the rules — and straight into the cracks underneath.

“My pack, my rule. She knew better than to mess with me. My daughter is my number one and anyone who messes with her doesn’t deserve a second chance. I am being nice by just sending her out of the pack. I could have been more terrible.” Her face after I said those words could have made any other man change their mind but I wasn’t just any man and I am pretty used to being the evil one. Honestly, I don’t care. No one who messes with me or people I love should be left alone. It’s the one rule. Not even little Ms. Cutie would make me change my mind. Not even her look of hatred could move me.

She gasped. “You can’t!” “I do!” The room shook from the sound of his voice. “This is my pack. I make the rules,” he growled. “My people follow what I say. I won’t be pushed into anything. I’ll find my mate my own way. The elders can fuck off.”

I don’t mind them as long as they stay out of my business. I usually avoid people like that. I only speak when necessary. I prefer being alone to making friends. I have two loyal childhood friends who understand me perfectly. I prefer books over makeup and baggy clothes over fashion trends. I am not shy. I just do not like being in crowded places or the center of attention. I am content with my family and friends. That is enough for now. But everything changed when he finally noticed me. And I have to say… I. Don’t. Really. Like. It.

"I was going to let him, Daddy. Really. I had it all planned out for Monday morning. But... he broke my rules. He’s officially disqualified." I froze. . What rule? What did I do? "What rule?" Mr. Sterling asked. "He touched himself," she said, her voice turning icy. "He couldn't handle the wait. He broke the Golden Rules." My heart dropped into my stomach. Did she see me? Wait. Is she seeing me right now?

She would not settle for less than everything she deserved. She walked slowly toward me, her gaze clear and sharp, seeing every part of me as if she could look straight through skin and bone and into every mistake I had ever made. “Here are the rules,” she said, her voice calm and absolute. “You will move into this house — not me into yours. This is Romano ground. You will follow my rules here. You will not command me. You will not order me. You will not speak to me as if I am something you own.”

She had just walked into the lion’s den—where the rules are mine, the pace is mine, and the only way to survive is to surrender. But she didn’t look like the type who would surrender easily. Perfect, and I like it. Let the real game begin.

"You don't have to be scared of him, Yvonne. We've got your back! You must make him pay for the damages!" Yvonne sent another message. "Thank you for the support, everyone! I'm not doing this for the money. I'm doing it to stand up for myself! If someone like this doesn't face consequences, there's no telling how many other neighbors he'll cause trouble for! "He has already been placed under strict supervision by the fire department! That proves how serious this is! He'll get what he deserves soon enough!" Tanya replied, "That's wonderful news! Those who use their professions to intimidate others deserve to be taught a lesson! The HOA firmly supports Ms. Cook in pursuing her legal rights unt