Rule Number 5 Series Novels & Stories

Dean answered simply. She actually has a point. They really have a better chance of winning if that happens. They will gain the upper hand if they use silver bullets against the fighters in the east. But even though I also agree with what the student said, the decision is still up to Dean especially that any equipment with silver alloy is prohibited. Dean was deep in thought and it wasn't long before he shared his thoughts. "Why do you want to learn how to use a gun?" he asked the student I was talking to.

Our arms almost touched as I grabbed the first bowl. "Careful," Marcus said, his voice low. "It's hot." I knew he wasn't talking about the bowl. I grabbed it anyway, our fingers brushing for just a second. The contact sent electricity shooting up my arm. I sucked in a breath and nearly dropped the damn thing. Marcus's hand shot out, steadying the bowl and steadying me. His palm was warm against my wrist and his grip firm. We stood there frozen, his eyes locked on mine with an intensity that made my knees weak.

CHAPTER 01 "All students are required to stay on campus until five o'clock in the afternoon. Wearing a complete uniform is also mandatory..." I rolled my eyes as the principal droned on through his endless list of rules. What was the point of making them if everyone was just going to break them by the end of the day anyway? "Boo!" I closed my eyes in annoyance before turning toward the person who had just tried to jump-scare me. "Try harder, Adhaya," I said flatly, shoving my hands into the pockets of my blazer.

Then he stood and slowly approached me, his presence filling the space. “Do I really have to spell it out for you?” he asked quietly. He tilted his head slightly, a faint smile forming on his lips as he reached for my hand and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it. “Or,” he added, voice low, “do you just want to be sure?” “I want to be sure,” I said firmly, lifting my gaze to meet his. “I don’t want to assume, we have a truce…remember?” “Rule number five, both parties should not fall in love, and it came from you. You don’t do emotions.” I added, feeling extremely nervous.

It was filled almost entirely with Dawn’s resentment toward me and Justin comforting her. [As if stealing my dad from me since I was little wasn’t enough, now she wants to take his money too! I hate her so much! Justin, you won’t actually fall for her, will you? You know, I never had a father’s love growing up. You’re all I have. You’re the only person I can rely on.] [Baby, think about it. She’s five years older than me. How could she ever be right for me? Don’t overthink it. You’re the only one for me, and you always will be.]

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I turn my head and look at the clock on my nightstand. 6:50 PM. Ten minutes to seven. Christian must be back. The filthy side of my brain is working overtime, whispering wicked plans, and I am dancing right to its tune. I pull my hand out from under my shorts, wiping my fingers, even though I am very, very far from satisfied. I stand up from the desk. My eyes drift across the room, landing straight on the wall by the door. The clipboard. The rules. I walk over, my eyes scanning down the typed list until I hit number five.

I slowly got up and came to face with his back as he spoke to the warriors. Turning around he smirks at me "Rule number 5" my right leg came in contact with his balls catching him off guard. He definitely didn't expect me to do that to him while he announced his rule number 5. He groans holding his private part while falling on the ground with his eyes on me "5 you don't get to ghost your mate and future luna out" with that I walk out of there. Jay raises his hands up and moves to his Alpha while I continue on with my walk back to the Pack house.

Sweeter than water, that’s for sure. “You taste so fucking good, baby girl,” I growl as her head falls back. “Richard…” she moans. “I’m going to come again if you keep that up.” I grin against her as I suck on her nipple. Hard. Then I bite it lightly. “Rule number five,” I breathe. “No less than two orgasms are permitted.” “Oh good lord,” she huffs. “Come for Daddy and I’ll give you all the cum you want, baby girl.”

I said hurriedly. "Rule number five: you will be honest and truthful at all times. If I find out you are not, there will be consequences. The severity of the consequence depends on the severity of the action. This brings me to rule number six: all punishments are nonnegotiable. I know they are scary and sometimes painful, but you must trust me to take care of you during and after them, okay?" "Yes, Sir," I said less quickly. I had read off punishments and at the time I had smiled and kind of giggled as the women had gotten themselves into those predicaments, yet now I understood their fear and I hoped I could remember all these rules.