Lawless Synonym Novels & Stories

VALERIE I wanted to wash my hands of this mess. Let Alexander Stone face the wrath of the law alone. But then... a second thought struck like lightning. I couldn’t let him go—not like this. He’s mine. My prey to devour. And the law? They can’t have him. Not yet. Not before I tear his empire down, brick by brick. At least, that’s what I told myself.

"I'm a goody two shoes and I'm a prude and I like to do my homework and I absolutely definitely don't know how to be friends with all around bad boys and ..." "Well, if you don't know how to be friends with a wanton because you're a good girl—" He lays emphasis on wanton, a word I'd used randomly many days ago in his room and I visibly swallow "—then there's only one solution. Welcome to the wanton train, good girl. Hope you enjoy the ride." This is what I get for not keeping my mouth shut.

I didn’t sleep. Not because Raffaele Moretti was sitting in my living room, legs stretched out like he owned the place—or maybe like he was trying not to look too ready to kill someone. And not because I had just learned that Marcus Vento, my brother’s old partner, was framing Raffaele to distract from his own sins. No, I didn’t sleep because the whole world felt like it had tilted. The law—the thing I built my life on—suddenly felt like a crooked ladder. And the only hand reaching out to pull me up belonged to a man who probably broke more laws before breakfast than I had in my whole career.

Sometimes lawless packs form, but it’s been years since one of those popped up. Now, there seems to be a possibility of one. “Have any of these rogues been approached by another to join a pack?” “Do you think someone is forming a Lawless Pack?” Ranger asks, sounding surprised and disgusted. Lawless packs are dangerous because normal packs have to be sanctioned by the King, and they have to follow the law. Rogue packs do not bother with legitimacy or laws. “Not that we’ve seen,” Zack says, then adds, “We haven’t scented any Pack Lycans either.”

she asks him in a calm voice. "Hades," the lawyer says turning to me, and it's my turn to tell her, I would've preferred to explain to her in private, but we need to have a witness on my words, so in case she ever tries to sue me for any of this, I'll have a witness on hand. "I believe that you're a code blue, code blue stands for a little, I had the expression that you're familiar with what a little is," I say looking at her and she nods, I'm going to explain some more, but I want to make sure she's not going to object.

The rule is that there is no rule, only the law of the strongest and nothing else. Just like heaven, hell has several floors and the further you go down, the more you lose your humanity and assert your strength. These kinds of people do not consider today's society as their own. No, they created their own world and the police and any authority figures have no business getting involved and they don't. In truth, the worst criminals in the world have never set foot in prison. In the Dark World there are no weaklings, they die even before the start. There are just hyenas, bears, wolves, tigers, panthers and lions.