Rules Of Civility Novels & Stories

William cleared his throat, capturing the room’s attention. “Gentlemen,” he began, his voice rich with practiced grace, “we have grieved with our king. We have honored a fallen soldier. But it is no sin to say that mourning must give way to the motion of duty and celebration. It is time, I believe, to lift the shadows from this palace and let the lamps be lit once more.” The others glanced at one another, some nodding with vague approval, some merely waiting.

Feeling a breeze on his crotch he quickly repositioned himself. "We really have few rules, but there are a few that can cause you to be run off. No means no. It's not negotiable. No nudity or sexual activity on the north side of the compound. That's where the children are. We respect each other's property. If it's not yours, don't mess with it. Treat others how you would like to be treated. Common courtesy goes a long way. Fighting is strictly forbidden. If you have a dispute with someone that the two of you can't resolve - seek out an elder to mediate it. If you're sick, have the common courtesy to stay away from people. Rose, can you think of anything else?" "Don't be judgy," she said.

She spoke and Lillian felt the rage flowing through her. “So this is what all this is about, right? Are you indirectly mocking me for not having a job?” Lillian fired and Nora crossed her hand. “Call it whatever you want, Lillian.” Nora said with a bitchy attitude and Lillian stepped closer to her. “Ladies, please, for heaven's sake. I am still trying to get some sleep. Why can't you two just behave normal for once, huh?" Mila cried out and moved closer to the ladies, who seemed like they were about to rip out each other's eyes.

Jeremy emphasized. Eva snorted in annoyance. However, because she didn't need to see Patricia, she finally agreed. "Okay." Jeremy nodded with a stiff expression. "Good. Next—" "Is there anything else? You want to make laws?" Jeremy took a deep breath and continued, "This rule is for the comfort and peace of all residents in this house, both living and not." "Living and not?" Eva's voice trembled, just like her eyeballs. "You know who I mean," Jeremy nodded with narrowed eyes. "All the residents in this house prioritize etiquette. Therefore, you must also uphold manners and politeness."

Something about that was quietly satisfying and she let out a sigh then spoke. “Rule one. When one person starts, like you clearly wanted to just now, the other person doesn’t engage and when e are in a bigger space, we simply walk away.” “Rule two.” I picked it up without hesitation. “No more deliberately pushing at each other.” “Rule three. No more insults and backhanded comments.” “Rule four.” I held her gaze. “We stay out of each other’s space unless it is absolutely necessary for the public image of this arrangement.”

" He finally ended his deadly threats. Just then a short plum lady walked up. She looked so cute and friendly I couldn't stop staring. Not to mention it's been ages since I last saw a plump person. "Okay everyone good afternoon to you." Even her voice was adorable. "I'm just going to list down some of the important rules. These ones won't get you tortured and killed if broken but you will be punished. And punishment from vampires are torturous enough so I would advise you to follow every single one of these small rules. There will be no begging, no crying. No tears at all no matter what. No complaining, always be punctual, and if you are a personal servant you shall not serve two masters, ne

I sat quietly and waited for him to read his rulebook for me. “My first rule, never disrespect or object to me in a public place. You saw earlier that even my own father can not talk to me in a raised voice. The second rule is, do not talk to anyone except the people you met today, they are my closest kin. If someone whom you do not know, tries to contact you, you must tell me. You’re not allowed to contact your family without my permission because the communication lines can be traced by advanced technology.” He explained his rules, first sounded ridiculous to me but the second one was relatable. “And the third rule?” I craned my neck to look at him, his eagle like eyes were already on me.

I snapped my mouth shut and glared at him. He continued, "#2, No snarky comments or sarcastic come backs." I scoffed, "We both know that's impossible." He eventually nodded his agreement. "Fine, rule #2, listen to each other's opinion." "Alrighty." "#3-" "That's unfair! I haven't made any rules yet!" "Rule #1 Emily." "But I'm not being annoying-!" "Then 'Do not cut off someone while talking' will be rule #3." I shut my yaps.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I was just thinking if I had one." My voice came up firmer but not convincing enough to erase doubt. His eyes squinted before he averted his gaze. "You know, there are some rules you shouldn't defy, if you want to continue living, one, you shouldn't talk when you are not asked to do so, secondly, you don't address the old man out of tone, thirdly, you certainly don't disrespect him, and lastly, he is never wrong..." I am glad he didn't comment further on my words but what he just said didn't sit well with me. I ended up rolling my eyes.

Dante's POV "Keep reading," I said tightly, crossing my arms over my chest. Her finger trailed down the page as she continued scanning the neatly typed words, the rules I'd spent hours crafting and refining. "Rule number one: How we are to act in public." Her voice was heavy with skepticism. "I'm to smile at you adoringly. Rule number two: Sleep in the same bed regardless of personal feelings. Rule number three, any grievances or concerns are to be addressed in private, away from Arielle or public view."