Rule Breakers Series Novels & Stories

I try to stay in front blocking everyone's view of her body. “Son we need to see so we know what is going on and how we can find her.” my mom puts her arm around my shoulders and guides me to the chair. I sit down but just as another familiar face appears on camera it’s Josh and sitting next to him is Emilia, what the hell is going on. I never even realized she was missing and she is holding on to his arm looking at him with so much love. The crowd quiets down when he stands and begins to speak. “As you see it is time to take out the trash. These rogues tried to leave us and join another pack. We are going to give them a chance to fight for their lives. Their opponent is the whore Ireland.

‎Because now, there are no rules. No limits. ‎No mercy. ‎I will find them. ‎I will break them. ‎And when I do, they will beg for death long before I allow it.

Heavier. ‎ ‎CONSEQUENCE CLAUSE ‎ ‎If any rule is broken… ‎I am released from protecting you. ‎You will service me for a night. ‎ ‎My breath left me in a sharp, silent gasp. ‎ ‎I looked up at him slowly, fear flooding every part of me. ‎

But he had forgotten something: Abe was not alone. There was one here who wanted the privilege of ripping off Breaker’s head. And before Breaker’s hammer could land on Abe, a powerful rod slammed into his ribs. *Crack* *Bang* Breaker wasn’t a body wielder, and even with his aura shield he wasn’t able to stop the powerful rod. He was sent flying farther than Rage, and a few of his ribs were certainly broken. Breaker’s broken figure crushed into the ground and rolled a few times before he flipped back up. Once he did he coughed up some blood. As for the disregard in his eyes, it was no longer there. He held onto his side with a painful expression on his face, and his eyes travelled to Rage who

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

And underneath, a question: Do you want the man who makes the rules or the one who breaks them? I stared at it for hours. Then I did something I swore I wouldn’t. I wrote a rule of my own. RULE 9: You’ll both come to my room tonight. But only one of you will be allowed to touch me. The other must watch. And I slid it under both their doors. Now I wait. Naked. Plugged. Blindfolded. One will come first. The other will arrive later. But only one of them will win. “In a house with too many secrets, the final rule is the one that breaks you.”

But another part of me is just tired of the war. "I don't want to become like her, Richard. I don't want to be someone who destroys people for revenge." "Then what do you want to do?" "I want to rise above it. I want to build a life so good, so successful, that she becomes irrelevant." There is silence on the other end. Then Richard says, "Okay. We'll do it your way. But Evelyn? If she crosses the line again, all bets are off." "Deal." Over the next week, Richard's lawyers manage to get most of the photos removed for privacy violations. The ones that remain, I ignore. I focus on my new client, on building my business, on moving forward.

I didn't get recovered right away and Brandon hit me with punches and kicks one after the other. In all the close combat contests I participated in, I always won. No matter how big the opponents are, I still manage to win. But in my current situation, with the opponent I'm facing now, it looks like this is my first defeat. My unbreakable record will finally get broken. I didn't try to fight back because based on Brandon's attacking pace, it's impossible to gain a footing again. I just accepted his attacks while listening to the screams of the students. Brandon is really merciless. The bastard even made me a punching bag.

I cried. Rick began to take off his belt. “Not if I have anything to say about it.” “Rick, please. I promise I didn't get them by doing anything bad. I promise.” I wiped my eyes. He unlaced his belt and I closed my eyes waiting for the first strike. After the first three hits in the first three screams, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't do this anymore. I had done nothing wrong. I may not have earned the money they bought those clothes but I did earn the money they paid for those repairs to the bike I wrecked. I work. I've been working. I've been cleaning.

I raised my voice at him, getting even more angrier as I replayed what had happened in my mind. “I knew he was going to” Tobi said again with no hint of remorse. “But he did hurt himself in the process and it’s all your fault” I shouted angrily, angry that he wasn’t even apologizing or trying to make things right. “Wouldn’t be the first” Tobi said and immediately he realized what he said he bit into his bottom lips. “I’m fine Emma” Jacob said behind me, I didn’t even know he was right behind me. I turned to him and realized that his head was hurt pretty bad and he seems to be struggling to keep himself standing and his eyes opened.