No Rules Txt Novels & Stories

"Tomorrow at 10pm Marksons Hotels and suites, room 306. Rules 'no eyes' 'no talking' 'no pants on your hot waist' 'no names' yes or no? I read the text from the anonymous number and a broad smile flashed on my face as I replied.

♠ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 _Ujuritaellianna •••

The cry left my mouth before I even knew. I waited. I waited to hear what Kelly would say, what she would think of me, but it didn't come. The line went dead silent. For minutes she just kept quiet. Then her voice came through the phone still in that quiet manner. “I also fucked my step uncle last night. I feel bad about it. But we're young. We should live. We should feel. Break rules. Learn and move on. We only live once.” I felt better immediately. I felt relieved. Finally someone didn't judge. Didn't condemn and didn't look at me with eyes that meant I had betrayed my friend.

"And read this. These are the rules of this house. We need to be clear on how this is going to work." I opened the folder. The list was short and typed in a plain font. 1. No talking about the past. Ever. 2. No touching in private. We are business partners. 3. When the cameras are on, you are the person I love most in the world. I read the third rule twice. It felt like a slap in the face. "The person you love most? Isn't that a bit much?"

I coughed up blood, a wet, rattling sound. Lesley planted his foot on my back and pressed down harder. "Ethan, your body's not worth much. Ms. Moore says ten grand—so that's the price for your company. Sign now, or you'll regret it." Everything blurred. My hands shook as I fumbled for the pen. Gritting my teeth, I muttered, "I'll sign..." After I signed, Lesley forced me to hand over the company seal and stamped it without even glancing at the papers.

“Alpha Ronan. Alpha Keiran. Step forward.” Ronan rose smoothly, rolling his shoulders once like he was loosening a jacket. Keiran stepped forward too, jaw clenched, eyes still raw, his wolf practically vibrating under his skin. The elder lifted a hand. “The rules of this fight are plain,” she said. A scribe stepped forward and read from a parchment. “You are allowed to knock out your opponent,” the scribe announced. “You are not allowed to kill. You are not allowed to grievously injure.”

The crowd grew silent immediately, silently digesting Tess's words. Seeing her strategy worked, Tess continued. "The rules include, one, no indiscriminate killing. Two, no stealing. Three, disputes must be settled amicably or brought to the main office for Judgement. Four, no petty crimes. Those are the major rules, the rest will be criminal codes and rules ensuring the welfare of the people.

The athletic slut's strong hands massaged his thighs, thumbs pressing into the sensitive inner skin. The bar's clock ticked onward, but time stretched in the haze of their attentions. Whispers and giggles filled his ears, promises of more without delivering the peak. The pierced slut rubbed his nipples again, twisting gently, while another slut a newcomer with straight auburn hair slid her hand onto his back, caressing the length of his spine down to join the ass squeezes.

The Eldest brother rumbled. Then without further comment, or touching Walter removed his hand and continued on towards the middle of the matt just between Brandon and Lander. "All right." Walter said once he got in position. "I'll explain the rules to the new combatant." he said his deep voice filling and dispelling the awkward silence. "Rule 1, No groins. Rule 2, No eyes. Rule 3, No Shifting. Rule 4, No Supernatural abilities. Combatants can only use non-lethal weapons. Okay?"

I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.