Rules Of Redemption Novels & Stories

"This ring won't last me more than a day here. Whoever brought you here knew how the ring works so he only timed you to be kept safe here. But that time spent in a world that isn't your own is over. It's time you fulfill the reason you were born." Slowly I moved a bit closer again until the gap between us wasn't that wide again. It wasn't at arms reach but it was enough. I proceed to announce, "Russell Hondra, only surviving son of the late Alpha Denver Hondra, it's time to come home. The Red Moon pack needs you." My ears instantly catch the sight of something. It was like the sound of a strong wind current and I think I might have an idea what was going on. Not that I have an idea. I knew w

Because you didn't agree to help us when we were attacked by rogues doesn't mean that I will be dead," she said to me while peering into my eyeballs. "You know that's not true, Ciara; your mate rebelled against the Alpha Council, and you clearly know the rules; we aren't allowed to offer assistance to rebellious packs unless we want to become enemies with the Alpha Council, I said to her, and immediately she shook her head in disbelief.

Then I realized that the more they tried to ruin Alpha Evander’s reputation, the more the people in the hall believed that the Yorks were really desperate to destroy Evan’s name. But then Nora was right about the rule that an Alpha should choose a high-ranking Luna for his pack. “Holly Ambrose is my fated mate, Nora. And that means she’s excluded from the rules.” Alpha Evander’s snarl rippled in his throat. Everyone was silenced.

His action signified a temporary end to the conversation, but Marsh knew this was far from over. There would undoubtedly be internal family measures awaiting him. Marsh was rarely stunned for a moment. He wasn't sure what Alpha Justin had planned next, but he had no interest in it at the moment. In werewolf's society, once someone violated pack rules or harmed pack interests, elders would punish the individual based on the situation, which could range from restricting their freedom to reducing resource allocation within the pack, or even expulsion. Well, things had already escalated to this point. They couldn't get worse.

“It will be the perfect custodian. It can never forget, and it can never lie.” The ghost in the wires had been given a conscience. And in doing so, Luther had finally, completely, absolved himself of the need to be the smartest, hardest thing in the room. He had chosen mercy over mastery. It was his true redemption. And it had taken a machine’s logic loop to prove it.

Quickly glancing through it, I find one clause that I don’t agree with. “What do you mean by anyone who attempts to break the contract for no just reason has to forfeit 20% of their shares?” I asked, my voice void of emotions. “Exactly what it states there Adam,” she retorted cheekily. “I agree to your terms Adam, I’m glad we had similar views. I think we should get married next week,” she stated. What is it with her and dropping bombs on me?!?.

I wrote in my notebook: New steps: I was tired of escaping. Now I was ready to fight. Not for revenge. But for redemption. And this time, I would not lose. Not again.

She shoved the gifts toward me and continued, "You and I are still neighbors. We're bound to run into each other, so let's not make such a big deal out of this. "Is it possible for you to withdraw that lawsuit? I swear I'll write an apology letter and clarify everything for you in the group chat! I'll do it every day if I have to, Mr. Johnston!" I looked at her, recalling how she had egged everyone on in the group chat. I ignored her pleas and asked calmly, "Do you know the legal threshold for defamation under the Criminal Law, Ms. Weller?" Tanya's face instantly went pale. I continued indifferently, "If a defamatory post is viewed over 5,000 times or shared more than 500 times, it's classif

Two, you are the heir to the throne. I killed the red wolf king many years ago and claimed it and now Charlotte can only claim it as hers because she carries my blood. These rules were set up by the red wolves. Aegon can only be king by killing Charlotte or taking her as his chosen mate. A wicked smile formed on her lips, one that made the hairs on the back of my neck rise. “So, if I meet him, I will die. And if I don’t, I will die.” “Pretty much.” I shrugged. I still wasn’t going to betray her. I just hoped she would come back with us on her own.

“There will be rogues? I didn’t know that. They said we would be fighting against each other and steal other group’s flags.” “Yeah, it’s true but it’s not the only thing. There are some hidden rules that will shape the final score. For example, no kills. They don’t explicitly say it but it is a rule that retracts points if disobeyed.” I looked at the sheet again and smiled. This should be a piece of cake since I could still recall how some acted. Also, I was a strategist so this should be something I could use to my advantage… which reminded me of something. There was someone in the Campbell who held authority in his family.