Kratos Rule 34 Novels & Stories

She shoved the gifts toward me and continued, "You and I are still neighbors. We're bound to run into each other, so let's not make such a big deal out of this. "Is it possible for you to withdraw that lawsuit? I swear I'll write an apology letter and clarify everything for you in the group chat! I'll do it every day if I have to, Mr. Johnston!" I looked at her, recalling how she had egged everyone on in the group chat. I ignored her pleas and asked calmly, "Do you know the legal threshold for defamation under the Criminal Law, Ms. Weller?" Tanya's face instantly went pale. I continued indifferently, "If a defamatory post is viewed over 5,000 times or shared more than 500 times, it's classif

“Scared you’ll miss me if we fight and I die?” “I’ll throw your body at the enemy as warning.” “Romantic.” “Practical.” I sighed, already regretting everything but also feeling strangely happy. “If the two of you come with me, there will be rules.” Both of them groaned at the same time. I pointed at them. “Rule one, no killing my people unless I approve it. Rule two, no threatening my commanders during meals. Rule three, no using Alpha aura to win arguments with accountants. Rule four, if either of you starts a fight in my headquarters because someone looked at me too long, I will personally lock you in separate rooms and feed you paperwork until you cry.”

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.”

Everyone began to panic, turning to look at the now-sealed and locked door. Then, a voice spoke. It wasn't the voice of the official, but a hoarse and chilling synthesized voice that echoed through the hidden speakers of the entire aquarium. "Welcome, everyone, to the Triton Aquarium... the chosen." "In this place... only 'rules' will guide you." "These are the 13 Iron Rules of the Forbidden Aquarium." "..." "If you violate them... unforeseen consequences will occur." The voice fell silent, leaving behind an eerie stillness and a fear that began to creep into everyone's minds. They looked at each other, confused and panicked. This journey wasn't just an exploration or a search for the truth.

I opened my eyes when silence fell over the meeting room, my heart racing as I looked upon the creatures, each one of them baring the prince coated in blood; the blood of someone they had originally trusted. Luka Gremory had been destroyed, ripped limb from limb and the pieces scattered around the table.

An awkward silence enveloped them until Creed blurted "Alright...Since now that we're on the same page...let me tell you the rules. There are three things you all need to keep in mind." "First...Pull out your most powerful weapon and go for the head. I don't care even if it costs you your speed but I need brutal force. When you are at your limit, give a signal, and I will choose the next sprinter." "Second, Don't keep track of my arrows, nor are you allowed to dodge them. Just focus on your own job and let me do mine!"

I shrugged knowing a lie had just escaped my lips. "Anyways come sit down we have to lay out some rules." Justin said. Wow he's actually being more sweet than I remember him to be. But rules? Nah I don't fuck with that. "Rules?" I questioned. "Yeah, rule number one. No cussing, it's unladylike. Rule number two: you give us whatever we want, went we want. Rule number three: don't question us or correct us. Rule number four: don't disrespect us because I will beat you. And the last rule, the most important rule, never run away because we will find you and let's just say you won't like it from there. Break any of these rules and you will be punished." He explained calmly.

Cain grumbles, looking at me as if I was about to cheat on him, "Actually, you know what? I think there should be another rule: reciprocity. If you break my other rules and kiss him, you must kiss me too." "Sorry, do these stupid rules only apply to you?" Asheron asks, "You sound desperate and insecure, kid, relax. We can both kiss her." "No. I don’t want to see you all over her all the time," Cain crosses his arms, looking at us like an angry toddler, "No kissing. But in case you mess up… the reciprocity rule can save you from my fury." I let out a chuckle and shake my head; he’s so ridiculous. And I love it.

I tried to sound positive, even if my heart was still unsure. They nodded their heads in agreement. “That is right,” Chris said. “And like what we said earlier, we will not let anyone bully you. They will taste my wrath if they try. I will knock them all out if they hurt you.” He said it jokingly and even flexed his biceps. “Haha, Draven’s one punch would knock you out too, Chris,” Aby teased him immediately. Chris’s smirk faded as he gave her a deadly glare.

Whip! RULE NO. 3: I, HEREBY, SURRENDER MY CHASTITY TO MY MISTRESS. I SHALL NOT ORGASM, TOUCH MYSELF, OR EJACULATE WITHOUT MY MISTRESS’S PERMISSION. UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCE SHALL I GAIN ANY PLEASURE WITHOUT HER EXPLICIT ORDERS. Whip! Whip! Whip! RULE NO. 4: I, HEREBY, SHRED MY MASCULINITY FOR MY MISTRESS'S RE-EDUCATION. I CONSENT TO THE OBJECTIFICATION AND FEMINIZATION OF MY BODY AND PSYCHOLOGY!