New Rules Lyrics Novels & Stories

No more rules. Just us.

El gave me his phone I scroll down his playlist and found my song 'Halo by Beyoncé' Hit me like a ray of sun Burning through my darkest night You're the only one that I want Think I'm addicted to your light I swore I'd never fall again But this doesn't even feel like falling Gravity can't forget To pull me back to the ground again Feels like I've been awakened Every rule I had you break it The risk that I'm taking I'm never gonna shut you out Everywhere I'm looking now I'm surrounded by your embrace Baby, I can see your halo

“A trap.” Kai cracked his knuckles. “A stylish trap.” Tess clung to Lena again. “I don’t want to go in there.” Elara gently touched her shoulder. “I know.” The screen flashed again. NEW WORLD ACTIVATED RULES WILL BE REVEALED AS YOU PLAY Everyone stared. Then chaos exploded. “What does that mean?!” Noah shouted. “How do we survive without rules?” “That is the rule,” Mira said quietly. “That makes no sense!” “It doesn’t need to.”

we rushed to Lydia. “We know we could count on you,” we said pecking the two sides of her face, while the beta and Gamma shook their head at our excitement. “Club, here we come, we are going to paint it a rainbow,” Stacy screamed while her brother glared at her. “Don’t get too excited, they are rules.” “Rules?” we both screamed and then we could see beta Richford's lips almost curved in a smirk but were suppressing it. “Yes, we are not allowed to wear skinny clothes,”

she continued, switching between the contract and me. “Excuse me?” I asked, puzzled by her reaction. “Are you daft?” she snorted. "Are you five or four?” I tried to speak, but she raised her hand, silencing me. “This is good. Let me read it out loud.” She snorted again. “Rule 1: Don't fall in love with me.” She burst into laughter. “Seriously? Who do you think you are?” Her words and reaction offended me, but she wasn't done. “Don't touch my things… This is not your home; don't decorate or change anything.” I glared at her. “I feel like I'm reading a five-year-old's angry letters to his friends, which never happened.” She seemed about to read more but decided against it. “You know what? I ag

He continued shoving his shoulder into mine. “Yo, Daniel.” A distant voice called out, then Daniel turned to me “Hey! have fun okay? I'll be right back” he said, disappearing into the pulsing crowd before I could even protest, leaving me stranded. I stepped further into the club and immediately felt it… the subtle shift of a world I wasn't used to. The scent of expensive whiskey and stale beer filled the air.. It wasn't like any bar I’d been to before. Everyone in here moved with effortless confidence, their bodies casually swaying in perfect rhythm with the music, with all their faces fully hidden behind silver and velvet masks.

Even though I hadn't been paying full attention, a few rules had managed to stick. "In case you forgot, dating a teacher is strictly prohibited, handsome." I turned back around to face them. They were frantically trying to fix their clothes. The guy froze mid-buttoning when he realized I hadn't left yet. He turned toward me, his wide eyes locking onto mine as he took me in. I cleared my throat. "But hey, whatever. Rules are meant to be broken." He looked away and resumed buttoning his shirt. I let out a sharp sigh. "Next time, be more careful. Not everyone is as nice as I am," I deadpanned.

he turned to face me, “You know the rules.” Oh yea…how can I forget them. Rule 1: never fall in love. Rule 2: never attend classes. Rule 3: take pride in your instruments. I grumbled, “The rules are trash.” “They may be trash but they’ve made you succeed all this time,” he took off his glasses. I frowned, “Can I go now?” “Not yet,” he walked up the steps and handed me three folders, “I want you to memorize these pieces before your next show in two weeks.”

Even Sirin Webb, the Northern Territory's Beta, looked at me with newfound respect. "You're tough. Are you one of this year's new students?" I nodded while chewing on a piece of bread as dry as bark. My hands were still focused on wrapping the bandage around his arm. I tied a small bow at the end of the dressing, satisfied, then lifted a bowl of wormwood broth to his lips. "Drink this. It masks the scent of blood." I had learned this recipe for Matthew. He never appreciated it. After being reborn, I never made it for him again.

He spoke into her hair. “You will learn three new rules,” he said. “Rule five. When I count, you follow the number with breath. One is in. Two is hold. Three is out. Rule six. When I tell you to stay still, you are stone. Rule seven. If you need more, you say more. If you need less, you say less. You are not silent unless I tell you to be.” She nodded. “Say them back.” “One is in. Two is hold. Three is out. Stay still means stone. If I need more, I say more. If I need less, I say less. I am not silent unless you tell me.”