Rule Breaker By Nikki Hall Novels & Stories

Some sick anniversary stunt that Lewis had his entire family in on—including Nyla—to cover up something worse that he'd done. But what if this was the worst he'd done? Her stomach clenched painfully. “Solene." Clarissa's voice snapped her back to her stinking reality. Solene turned slowly, her eyes settling on the grinning woman. “Have a seat.” Clarissa said coolly, "And welcome Nyla. She's a complete woman." The ringing in Solene's head stopped, and she didn't know which part of her body hurt more. She kept her eyes on Lewis even as she forced herself into a chair, blinking carefully, afraid she might shatter if she moved too fast.

Lana:" Hey, promise me that you would never leave me!" Kai Schneider:" Yes, I promise. " Lana:" If you broke the promise? " Kai Schneider::" Do you want to punish me?". Lana:" No, no. I won't do it." Kai Schneider:" Then, what is it?" Lana:" I would die after you leave me and you would never find someone else like me. Even though you do find her? She's not yours. " Kai Schneider:" Haha, you are joking. It's impossible. I am a heartbreaker, not a loser. Even if a man falls in love with me, that's impossible. I would be fine and not miserable like what you said. "

“ Hear me?” “Well I'm a mind reader so yes I can hear you, and for your info Zach here is gay am just tryna practice how to make my man feel good tonight” she blushed dreamily. “Gay? I mean whatever what's tonight”. “ Ohh newbie you have no idea, it's the night of rituals where we have a huge party get drunk and feel good that's includes fucking”.

“Your hottie?” her dance partner repeated. His voice was deep and soothing. It sent chills down her spine. She looked over and saw he wore a small smile on the edges of his lips. Sam gave him a nervous one in return as her heartbeat beat dangerously erratic. “She said it, not me. That’s Wallflower,” she told him, trying to sound normal even though on the inside she was close to freaking out. With a dismissive shrug to help demonstrate how “normal” she felt, Sam, rushed over to Tabby. As soon as she reached the bar her friend handed her a small shot glass filled with a brownish liquid.

Soon I would be trapped in a room with some random guy and my raging, probably drunk father. “Sir. Can you please keep it down?” I heard a woman say from the hall. “There the little brat is.” Rick stumped inside my room. He commenced yelling. “Do you know how much trouble you are in? And the damage you caused? I am not paying for this. Do you hear me?” He narrowed his eyes. “I’m not paying for this.” I kept my eyes closed and prayed he would stay by the door. That he wouldn’t come near me. And also, that he would calm down.

We hadn’t gotten to this part at home and I hadn’t been back at my apartment in weeks. I would have to go there after this vacation to pick up some things. “Nope. Ross is the b*tch who couldn’t keep it in his pants.” I gasped at her. I looked at Kol and then decided he was going to be the one to break the tie. “Okay. Look at this.” “You know how much of an a**hole Rachael is?” Kol nodded eagerly. I smiled to myself. We were getting somewhere. “Nope. That’s cheating. Totally unfair.” Thea called out.

Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed I close the app before I can read more. But the damage is done. Now everyone knows Jules waited for me, confronted me, screamed at me in public. Now everyone knows she's broken. And I'm the one who broke her. My wrapped hand throbs. I unwrap it carefully, examining the cuts in the dim light from my phone. They're not deep, just painful. Nothing compared to what I did to her. The thought keeps circling. No matter how I try to justify my choices—protecting my scholarship, maintaining team unity, giving her a chance to move on—it always comes back to the same truth.

Elena observed from the judges' table. "I'm being fair," Luna corrected. "I could heal everything instantly by flooding patients with divine energy. But that's not skill. That's just using overwhelming power. I'm trying to demonstrate technique." Her restraint impressed the judges more than raw power would have. She placed second in healing, behind a ten-year-old girl named Sage who demonstrated remarkably delicate bone-setting skills. "You let me win," Sage accused afterward. "I competed fairly," Luna said. "You were better at bone setting. I was better at major wounds. Different specializations. You deserved your win."

I definitely wasn't going to protest, as the try-on process was already wearing me out. As we moved from shop to shop, buying shoes and clothes and all sorts of strange makeup products, we chatted about anything and everything. Something that came up a lot, due to the fact that it honestly intrigued me, was Nikki's love life, and her unique opinion on relationships. "I've only ever been in one long-term relationship," she explained, "which was enough to let me know that they weren't for me." Ever since that particular breakup, she'd been slowly making her way around the male population of New York. And she wasn't ashamed of it.

It was my escape from a reality that I felt responsible for. "Stop lecturing me!" I shouted, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation. "And you don't have a damn clue why I do it!" Aiden's gaze softened, his eyes filled with empathy. He reached out and gently touched my arm, his voice now calm and soothing. "Yes, I do," he said softly. "You feel like it's your fault your mother got killed."