Rules Of A Lady Novels & Stories

Sir Claude moved forward to remove her. “As a high born and a worthy mate of the alpha, I invoke the Iron Rule,” Lady Vanessa’s voice spread, silencing the crowd and sending a chill down my spine.

Her claw-like nails tapped against the silver handle on the door and her smirk deepened as she lifted her head and looked out over the massive game board. “The rules are as followed; there will be no touching the girls in any way before the clock hits. Watch them, sense them and smell them- perhaps you catch that special whiff that makes your senses set aflame and that will be the scent that you hunt. After the Hunt, once a girl is claimed and marked, she is all yours. Girls, remember, only one Alpha can claim you- If more than one catches you in the woods they themselves must fight till one prevails and can claim his prize. There can never be two marks on one girl, this is a show of power a

The women looked at each other, narrowing their eyes at the new Luna. "I don't think that's going to work my queen, because the rules were set and we have to abide by them" one of the women chimed in. If the rules were set, there was no way they'd break them. "My dear, rules are meant to be broken. If we keep hiding behind our mates' petticoats, then we'd never know how to fight for ourselves… Do you think the enemy will wait for your mate to protect you?" She asked, but no one answered. That was a good sign until someone asked a question.

I took it from her, and what I read as the head title made me chuckle. “The rules if we have to continue living in this house together. I want you to know that if either of us breaks those rules, the one who broke them has to pay the other half a billion dollars. Deal?” “Princess, that’s nothing, so deal.” She smirked before she closed the door. I sighed as I looked at the set of rules. ‘Rule number 7: no flirting or seduction.’ I scoffed as I headed downstairs. I was quite certain, and would wager a sum of money, that Camilla would be the first person to violate the established rule.

"Timothy, the fuy Alpha of this pack is more than happy you all could make it, but before he and his Sister come in, I must lay down some ground rules." "Ground rules?!" I scoffed quietly to myself. It's just like my brother to make ground rules for me to walk into a room full of guys. "I don't like to follow rules," A loud roaring voice stated to Lando. "I'm sorry, Alpha Denver, but Timothy is very protective of his little Sister," Lando informed him. "What are the rules?" I heard another guy ask. "Rule one, you will not under any circumstances touch Lily Shaw. Rule two, if you are unmated there will be no associating with her either. Rule three-" Lando was cut off before he could continue

Chapter 23 Lyla's POV: "So, what exactly are these unbreakable company commandments?" I ask, emphasizing the air quotes with my hands. Nora looks up from her meal, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Basically, everyone learns about these rules on their first day." She replies. Intrigued, I lean in closer, eager to hear more. "They're known as the Nine golden rules of Lucian Knight. And they're taken very seriously around here." Nora explains.

She says cheerfully as she smirked. The prince supposed that when she put it that way, he could respect her motives. Women experienced desires just like men; but whereas those of his sex were allowed—and even encouraged—to pursue those needs, a woman’s reputation could be destroyed for similar behavior. Lady A. Seems like a lady who doesn't care about the rules or what people think of him, he may be a stickler for obeying authority and society morals and views but In truth, he could think of no reason to refuse her. Although Cateleya might still be a valid reason since she'll soon be his wife but another truth is that, they're not married yet..

Faye sassed and everyone laughed. "I'm touched to know that you're concerned about me, Faye but you should seriously be concerned about yourself. I know you're a Lycan that fights like a demon and I have an idea of your fighting style but can you say the same for me?" I asked and her face dropped into a nasty scowl, the crowd murmuring. "Since you're both ready, I'll state the rules," he said, the crowd falling silent. "You're not to use any weapon gotten outside the sparring grounds, doing so, leads to disqualification. In other words, you lose. This is not a fight to the death. Killing your opponents is against the rule."

Amara felt concerned at his pained expression, but she forced herself to press on. There are rules and regulations you both must follow, she said. Leaning forward slightly, Darius tilted his head, his curiosity piqued. What are these rules? Rule number one: no fighting. The one who initiates a fight will lose twenty points, she stated firmly, her gaze flicking between the two men. Rule number two: you are not allowed to announce me as your woman until the contest is over. If you win, then you can make it public. Darius’s lips twitched as though he wanted to challenge the rule, but he stayed silent.

While the stylists worked, Lady Eleanor stood in front of me like a severe headmistress, pacing back and forth as she laid down the rules for the evening. "Listen to me carefully, Lena, because I will not repeat myself," she said, her tone sharp as a razor. "Tonight, you are arm candy. Nothing more, nothing less. You do not speak unless a senior Don explicitly addresses you first. You do not offer opinions on business, territory, or family affairs." "So I am expected to play mute?" I asked, looking at her reflection through the vanity mirror.