Rules For Littles Novels & Stories

daddy says making me pout, I don't like my rules. Annalise and Mathew Rules: *Call me daddy. *No one can change you but daddy or Mathew. *No one can carry you but daddy. *Bed time is ten for Anny, midnight for Mathew. *Take a shower/bath every night. *No fighting/no bad words. *No hiding secrets. *Eat what daddy gives you. *No sweets without asking me first. *Tell me before you leave the house. He says, I didn't mind my rules, they were the same, but now they include Matty, I didn't like the part where he can't carry me, or where he can sleep after me, or that he can't give me permission to have candy.

> Rule 3: You must attend every business function Lucian deems necessary, with no objections. > Rule 11: You will not initiate contact with any male guest unless permitted. > Rule 19: Your wardrobe will be curated weekly. Any personal alterations must be pre-approved. > Rule 31: You must always wear your ring. > Rule 44: You will not cry in front of Lucian unless granted permission. > Rule 50: Any breach of rules may result in severe disciplinary action. Physical, psychological, or otherwise. I stared at the last line until it blurred.

Alice felt embarrassed and shouted, "Mom, please spare me some face." The conversation had reached this point, and if Laurette refused, everyone would be unhappy. So she said, "Okay, but we need to agree on three rules." Alice hadn't even had a chance to be happy before she heard Laurette mention the three rules. Her face immediately fell, "What three rules?" "No being late, no leaving early, no taking leave without permission, no disobeying superiors' arrangements. If there is a major mistake at work, you must return home immediately. Can you do it?" Laurette said.

“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.”

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.

she asked while looking at Raga. "As you read, it's a letter of agreement between us. Inside the letter are some rules that you must abide by. I've written down what rules you have to obey. There are some blank lines, you can also write the rules you want to make. We are free to make rules but we also have to obey each other's rules. If any of us break one of the rules, there will be punishment," Raga explained.

Caden says, satisfied, before turning to face me. I have no idea when they had this conversation, but I’m not mad. I’ve been trying to teach him the same things over the past few days. Though, most of the time, I wondered if he was even listening to me. I shake my head, now starting to get comfortable in my seat. “You know what?” Caden says lowly, making sure the kids don’t hear us. “I have three rules for you too. Wanna guess what they are?” I arch a brow, already knowing I shouldn’t take the bait—but doing it anyway. “Let me guess. No eye-rolling, no throwing shoes at your head, and no kicking you out of the plane midair?”

When they got to the waiting area, the front class was already standing at the starting point of the track, listening as the teacher explained the game's rules. "Our first game is called Little Rabbit. At the starting point, we set up carrot dolls. Parents take their children to hold the dolls as long as possible and then jump with their feet to the end. Finally, the families that carry the most carrots win." As Robert listened to the teacher's explanation, he nodded significantly, "It's very simple." "It's really simple." Cupid agreed with him. Kacy hesitates, holding a doll and bouncing on her feet. She's having a hard time being a jock.

Yeah, it's right here in my bag" Kaylee said searching her bag. She brought out the little book. "The girl made the rules herself?" Cassian asked. "Of course and the little girl said she wish i won't back off after reading her rules booklet" "Really? Are her rules that hard to keep?" Cassian wondered aloud. "Everyone has rules but you know rich kids rules are far different, they set their rules with some kind of level, but i know i won't find the rules difficult" Kaylee said. "Does she appear like a spoilt girl?" Cass asked.

"Come on. It'll be fun. And we all need fun right now." Dante exchanged a glance with Arabelle, who shrugged. "I'm in if you are." "This is going to be a disaster," Dante said, but he set his phone aside—a significant gesture. "Fine. But we need rules." "Rules?" Clara groaned. "Yes, rules. No dares that involve illegal activity, public humiliation, or anything that compromises family security." "You're so boring." "I'm practical. There's a difference." Massimo leaned forward, surprisingly engaged. "I think we should add another rule. Whatever is said in this room tonight stays in this room. No using information against each other later."