Rodrick Rules Novels & Stories

"That twenty thousand? That's her valuation. She even suggested we use you as bait to get a better price for the company." He waved his hand arrogantly. Behind him, his bodyguards moved in and pinned me down. All of this—the muscle, the attitude—was bankrolled by Vivian's money. His audacity had a price tag. "I'm here to make sure you sign," Lesley growled. The bodyguards forced my hand toward the papers. I glared at him, fighting with everything I had. He frowned, stepped closer, and grabbed my chin hard. "Refuse to sign? Then don't plan on leaving this room."

“A rampaging rogue? What did he do? Command him?” I joked of course. Everybody knew that the reason why rogues were so dangerous was because they didn’t follow any orders. And because they didn’t hold a rank, they naturally reverted to the status that they were born into. Just without the common sense and ability to channel any rage and anger, that eventually consumed them. “In a way,” Mitch answered with a mysterious smile, that only widened when he saw my confusion. “He didn’t use his alpha voice, but Alpha Cedrick does have a way of making people do what he wants without the use of any command.”

Ayman swallowed his mouthful of rice before replying, “Yes. I believe my sister should rule Tziyonia. She is the rightful leader in the king’s absence—until the heir is old enough to take his place.” Inayat’s face softened, her eyes glimmering with affection. “Have you met him?” she asked gently. Aniruddha wasn’t at the table. He had eaten earlier and was now somewhere outside, likely training or observing the guards. “Aniruddha?” Ayman echoed with a warm smile. “Yes, I’ve met him. He’s a bright boy — sharp, well-trained, and wiser than his years.” Inayat gave a tender nod. “By God’s grace,” she murmured, that familiar motherly smile touching her lips.

“Oh, he pushed it. He just did it in my office.” “Is he that much of a dick?” Seith blurted. “And then some,” Victor murmured, but didn’t make eye contact with any of us. He paused to dab his napkin on his lips, before looking up at us. All eyes at the table, except for Ophelia’s, were on him. “I’ll not pretend to play nice. Rodgrick hasn’t changed. He’s been a thorn for over a century and he’s not planning on stopping. He found a way in, and he’s not going to let it go now.”

he scolded her. Roderick is a low-level goon in Italy. He managed the streets in his area. He earned a lot of money and he has some power to move things according to how he wants them. But he is not a fool. He knows that Rose is Kairo's wife and messing with her would make him angry. He doesn't want to face the wrath of his boss. Sylvia glared at him. "You promised me. And you have to keep it" she whined and wrapped her still-naked body around him and rubbed his pants seductively.

Otherwise, he would never have allowed them to do as they pleased. "Sometimes, desperate times call for desperate measures," Roderick replied with a slight smile. A few minutes later, he and Chester walked toward the Yarrolanders. Their legs had been broken, and they were now covered in blood. "Tell me again what fundamental values are," Roderick said impassively. The battered Yarrolanders didn't dare to defy them any longer. "Fundamental values mean nothing!" one of them howled, clutching his broken arm. Roderick had just nodded when a familiar figure walked out of the crowd. Turning toward the figure, he realized that it was Sebastian.

This is quite interesting, at least it explains why Sebastian, another cousin of Niko's has a different last name. “It is not in the mafia rules, it’s in the Salvatore family rules, each family has their own set of rules, a way to govern their families and listing traditions and obligations, duties and the like” Say what now...? I scratch my head, “It’s just new things with this family every day isn’t it?” I say with a wide smile that I don’t mean taking back my daughter. Tommy pokes my cheek with his index finger “You don’t know the half of it, I was born here and I still learn new rules every other day” We share a look and laugh before looking away.

"You better hope she understands this time. Because if you leave her questioning, I will sweep her away myself. Now, I suggest you get plenty of rest. If you're sure of going in your condition, I'll need you to be in top shape." "You're lucky I'm certain I could use your help or else I'd throw you out for that comment," Rodrick replied. He brushed his hand off his shoulder. "I'll go rest but only because I agree I'll need as much strength as I can muster in case our master puts up a fight."

“You know what happens.” Korr sneered, “You think a leather vest makes you untouchable? You’re just mutts on motorcycles.” Cade’s smile was ice. “You brought politics. We brought enforcement. Rule one: you don’t touch what’s ours. You want her, you go through us.” River’s tone was colder. “Rule two: retaliation is immediate. You broke council rules. Not smart.” “Rule three,” Cade said, “backup is always coming. Think this is all of us? It’s not.”

His hand grabbed her waist bare inches from his c*ck. His f*ngers tangle in her hair as his warm breath filled her neck. “ Drake..” Rosa moans, as his massive c*ck fills her p*ssy. “ F*ck!!!” — When a late-night plumbing disaster destroys Rosa’s apartment, she has nowhere to go except her best friend Chloe's house. Unfortunately, her twin brother Drake is home. He's RavenBrook's dangerously attractive hockey captain, a notorious playboy, a chronic womanizer and the last man she should ever want. But before Rosa can unpack, Drake gives her three rules: Stay out of my room. Don't touch me. And never break the third rule.