Rules Of Civility Novels & Stories

She said handing us a piece of paper with the rules. Utopia Rules #1 No use of ANY magic nor VIOLENCE on peers #2 No sneaking out after curfew #3 Small animals ONLY(no larger than a cat) #4 No attacking humans #5 No Biting #6 No experimenting on peers(Only if allowed with an instructor.) #7 No flying upon 200ft #8 No Broomstick flying above 100 ft

There are a lot of rules here, Ophelia thought and scoffed. There were five rules in total. Rule 1: No falling in love" That came first and it made Ophelia hissed. “Who would fall in love with a cold jerk like him?” I must have been crazy for even admiring his looks. She complained. Rule 2: “No intimate relations" It made her smile, Remembering they almost had that in the Sinclair’s mansion she can't help but smile. It felt good though she said still smiling foolishly. Rule 3: “Public affection display must be perfectly acted" Well about that I already passed with his parents she said feeling boastful.

He's sitting at his desk, looking so regal and still, sorting through some paperwork. But the quiet rustle of paper makes me remember I'm not alone " We should set some rules," I mumble out suddenly. "We already have them." He mutter. "stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours." " No I mean our rules, Dorm rules." I look at him,and her turns and gives me his full attention. "Such as." He asks " No fighting in here. No yelling, no marking of territory like a feral mutt, and no walking around half naked." I mumble out

He nodded at me and muttered something along the lines like we will earn your trust. "Okay so the rules are 1) I don't want any back talking, And 2) you have to respect all your brothers. 3) you should not swear. 4) no drinking and drugs. 5) you are not allowed to have a boyfriend 6) you have to tell us every time when you go somewhere." His rules are reasonable.

Because I was. The elder raised her hand. “The rules are plain,” she said. “You are allowed to knock out your opponent. You are not allowed to kill or grievously injure.” A murmur spread. Everyone knew that rule wasn’t old. It had been made for this. Alpha Ethan had made it for his son. He didn’t trust me not to tear Keiran apart once the wolves came out. And I didn’t blame him for being afraid. Because the truth was, if I stopped holding back, I could.

Ava’s POV There were only a few rules I lived by in college. Rule number one? Never fall for a jock. It wasn’t just a personal preference. It was survival; I had to avoid them in order to do well. I had seen too many smart girls throw away their GPA for a 6'0 something guy with biceps, a quarterback playboy and a bad attendance record. Not me, no way, I'll never do that, that's how I survived my first year in Westbridge University, and I'm not going to break that rule in my second year.

“Well, section five under page seven of the school rules states that students are allowed to come twenty minutes late to the lecture if the lecturer has been tardy. And you weren't exactly early today” Mummers engulf the room and the smug look on the professor's face wanes. “Wait is that a real thing?” I hear someone ask “That rule was made a long time ago” professor Henry says “But it's still in use” counters Elias I look at the both of them surprised, heck I didn't know any of school constitutions. “How do we live to be civilized members of society if our institutions aren't even implementing the rules?” Asks Caden and I swear I can hear our professor clip his tongue.

“Well, that’s better than nothing. Give me a summary of everything that you know,” “Um, walk with your head straight and your shoulders back as though there’s a pole running through your body. Etiquette can be summed up as respect. Wait to be introduced to people be a gracious host and introduce your acquaintances to a person that you’re with. Um, never discuss religion or politics and respect other people’s opinions on such matters, and don’t try to shove religion down someone’s throat…” “Wow, that last one was said rather passionately,” Sophia said.

He then opened the piece of paper and read the three rules Michelle came up with. "Rule number one, mind your own business… Rule number two, we will sleep in separate rooms... Rule number three, you can’t touch or kiss me…" Ethan chuckled a bit upon reading the last rule. "Rule number three can be done under mutual agreement." Michelle inhaled sharply. "Fine, I’ll agree since I’m sure it will never happen again." "We’ll see." Ethan’s playful smile couldn’t be erased from his face. She tried to keep a straight face though, and didn’t want to give him more reason to tease her.

“Rule one—no touching.” I blink. “No touching?” “You heard me.” I set my mug down, feigning offense. “Do you think I’m just going to… leap across the room and grope you without warning?” His expression doesn’t change. “I think you live in a world where boundaries aren’t always clear. So I’m making them clear.” I tilt my head. “Wow. You really know how to make a girl feel welcome.” “Rule two,” he continues, ignoring me, “no loud music, no unexpected guests, and no… late-night activities that wake people up.”