One Rule Don T Fall Novels & Stories

Rule No 1: Always make Studies and Academics Number one Priority. Rule No 2: Love yourself first, Don't deny yourself the love you deserve. Rule No 3: Move on! You can do it! , You'll get over it soon, you've apologized despite not being at fault so you need to move on. ' Move on. ' The two words kept Ringing. I typed the rules on my laptop and printed out three copies of them. I pasted one on my wall. The other I placed in my Dairy. The last one, I folded and put the file in my school bag.

'' Amelia replied and he scoffed. ''Rule number one, drop that attitude. I will not tolerate you being all sassy with me. Rule number two, you are to put on an act in front of my parents, but don't get too touchy with me. And the last but most important rule is this, NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH ME!'' He spelled it out, his eyes locked with hers. ''Sure, I will abide by your rules, Mr. Finn. The last thing I'd do in my life is fall in love with you, so the rules are easy-peasy.'' She shrugged.

“Your failure to carry out this simple task shows that you are not fit for this mission. Hence, you will be withdrawn as soon as possible and other options will be considered.” ‘Options?’ Sweat broke out of my face, as I find it difficult to swallow saliva. My eyes traced its footsteps back to the second message sent a few minutes after the first one. The Second message reads: “never forget the three rules. Rule one: Focus is the name of the game, the end result is more important than anything else. Rule two: Your cover is more important than your life. Rule three: Obey the first and second rule.” I had to quickly locate the spot. I was lucky to come across a brown envelope, so I dipped my h

Aby teased, resting her chin on her palm. "And please don’t fall in love, Reign," Chris added quickly. "I do not want to lose this bet." Crazy. Absolutely crazy. "We can’t really control what kind of life we’ll have in the future," I said after a moment, my voice softer than before. "If I ever fall in love… I just hope I’ll be happy. And that he won’t hurt me." As soon as those words left my mouth, the classroom door opened. Perfect timing. Our professor walked in, and the room immediately fell silent.

“They won’t touch your body. They’ll dismantle your reputation until you beg to leave.” Aruna leaned forward. “So what are the rules?” Leonard’s lips curved faintly. “Rule one: never explain yourself.” Aruna blinked. “That’s it?” “No,” Leonard said. “That’s survival.” He stood and walked toward the bar, speaking without turning. “The moment you explain, you position yourself as inferior.” Aruna nodded slowly. “So silence is power.” “Exactly,” Leonard replied. “Rule two: never react immediately.” She raised an eyebrow. “Even when provoked?”

“What rules?” His head tilted slightly, as if weighing my worth for daring to ask. His eyes pinned me in place. “Rule one: you do not run. Rule two: you do not lie. Rule three—” “She doesn’t breathe without our permission,” Dimitri cut in, his grin sharp as broken glass.

Rule one: Don’t fall in love with me. Rule seven: Don’t let curiosity rot. Rule nine: Night stays in the dark. And rule zero, the one he didn’t say out loud: Alessandro De Santis always knows when you’re watching.

Rule 1: Never fall in love with your best friend’s sister. The first rule. The reason for all the others. The one rule I should never break, even though it has been broken from the start. Rule 2: Never lose control. Essential for a guy who lives one bad decision away from the edge. I use visualization, breathing, and mental drills.

“True.” I folded my arms. “But if we’re doing this, we need rules.” Raid groaned dramatically, falling back on the bed. He looked like a kid in timeout. “Jesus. Of course you’re a rules person. Fine,” he sighed. “Hit me.” I straightened slightly. “Rule number one. No sleeping around.” Raid blinked, shooting up from the bed so fast I thought he’d break his back. Dramatic much? “That’s your first rule?” “Yes.”

Jewel Rivers hated nothing more than having to turn back. If she left something behind, she would move on without it. If she took a wrong turn, she kept going. She said, "Turning back is a waste of time. The only way is forward." She even drove right past me without stopping one night after I had worked late. I texted her, "I just saw your car drive by. Can you turn around and pick me up?" Three minutes later, she replied, "Rules are rules. I don't turn back. Take a cab home yourself." - The next day was our eighth anniversary. We had planned to go to the nearby theme park together. Twenty minutes after we set out, my close friend, Jason Smith, sent a message in the group chat