Jace Norman Rule 34 Novels & Stories

he asked but I didn't respond and my answer was already clear. "And that is the answer I need, Mason. You have no place at Jace's side anymore. Let me remind you something, The head has every right to know everything going on in every protector's life, that is what we protectors sighed and swore on before we became protectors so Jace has every right over every secret you have" he said but I scoffed "That rule was sighed by you and the older generations, I sighed no such thing" I retorted and he shook his head once more. "You haven't signed that rule and every other rule is because the new head, Jace has not returned to the family for long, once he returns all of your younger protectors will

I flip through the first few pages and catch a glimpse of something that immediately makes me feel my soul leave my body. Rule #17: Under no circumstance shall Party A (Ayla) attempt to seduce, flirt, or romantically engage with Party B (Damon), even under emotional duress. Rule #35: Party A must not fantasize about any romantic future beyond the agreed two-year period. Any wishful thinking will be considered a breach of agreement. Rule #49: Any “accidental” body contact will result in a fine of $5,000 per occurrence. (Yes, accidental is in quotes.)

my serious nature returned; the aura of an alpha enveloped all of them. “Now, let's go over what we discussed at home.” “Nicky, you first.” “Okay, first rule, under no circumstances should you fight; fighting is not allowed.” "Neil." “Second rule, under no provocation should we fight, and also no gambling.” "Nora," I could already feel a headache coming as I looked at her. “Third rule, no fighting, no killing, no maiming, no pranks on people, no breaking up relationships, no illegal business, no stealing, no smoking, and most importantly, for every good deal, get your money in cash or kind.”

"So, what makes you come here to my room? I heard it's part of your protocol not to enter a room without notice from the owner." Another rule popped into my head. I sighed heavily when he realized I had broken two rules in less than 10 minutes. Rule No. 103 – Never use your blessing from an unsolicited entrance. Blessings will be taken for a week if not followed. One of my neighbors in Herald's Ville, named Zhù, used her teleportation to enter a room in Keeper's City. It was valid because she dropped some letters inside the room, and the owner wasn't around. Though it was reasonable, it was a clear violation of Rule No. 103 in the Manual for Heraldship, and she faced a punishment.

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.

He spreads his arms along the back like he’s claiming territory. “Should I be taking notes on this legislation?” “Rule one: no women. Period. End of discussion.” “Already jealous? We’ve been roommates for twelve hours.” I ignore his smirk. “Rule two: no unauthorized exits. Rule three: no mysterious phone calls. Rule four: no suspicious meetings. This apartment is now Fort Knox.” He stretches his legs out, all lazy confidence and dangerous muscle. “That’s actually three separate rules, but who’s counting?” “Rule five: keep your hands off my belongings.”

The song limped back into itself and then remembered the beat. “Report to Jacek,” I said, because procedure starves parasites. “He’ll assign your lodging. You will not be quartered in this house. You’ll have a room at the neighboring pack house at the edge of the grounds—east, near the stand of pines. Curfew for guests is midnight unless cleared by Beta or Gamma. You will not use mindlink in communal spaces without permission. You will not engage with my mate without her consent. Those are house rules layered on Council paper. Paper doesn’t run my floors. I do.” t was not bravado; it was truth. The pack hears lines better than speeches. The room found its level again. Angel’s face didn’t cra

They made me stand with my legs apart and hands behind my head. “Rule number two,” Marcus said, voice firm. “Your legs stay open whenever we’re around. That means when you’re sitting, walking, or even just standing still, your pussy and ass are always available. No crossing your legs. No closing up. Understand?” “Yes,” I whispered. Rico stepped close and slapped my pussy lightly. “Louder.” “Yes! My legs stay open for you.” Jax smiled. “Rule number three. You don’t wear panties anymore. Ever. Skirts, dresses, shorts—nothing underneath. We want easy access anytime we want.”

"Very doable. A very normal amount of rules for two people who live in the same suite." The problem with rules is that your body doesn't read them and the problem with a shared room is that you learn things. Like how Jace hums off-key when he thinks nobody's listening. Like the exact sound of him turning over at 1 a.m., which I now had memorized against my will. Like how, three nights in, I crossed over the tape, for my phone charger he’d borrowed, in the dark. He was sleeping, and I mistakenly touched his arm. He woke up immediately and we both froze like we’d touched live wire and neither of us moved for a full, humiliating four seconds before yanking back like the other person was on fire

“I called you here for advice because you are an alpha too. Don’t give me mechanical answers.” “This isn't mechanical. It's Alpha law.” Nomad rubbed the back of his neck. “Bella committed a serious offense. Running away without permission has consequences.” I shot to my feet. “I ran away too! Why can't Jace use this tactic on me?” Nomad blinked. He looked at me as though I'd missed something obvious. “You have a mating mark, Kate.” He sighed. “A female obeys her mate before her Alpha. The moment Alpha Osiris marked you, Jace lost every legal claim over you.”