Rules To Survival Novels & Stories

I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.

He sat on the bed and gestured to Kana to do the same. "About that, I heard them talking. They said that there are two rules," "Rules?" Kana asked. "Yes, rules. The first rule is that those who wanted revenge will do what James did to them," Shion said. "What if James killed someone? They will kill him too?" Kana asked trying to analyze the rule. "Dada already filtered those things. That's the second rule, James must not die in the process. You can torture him but you can not kill him. I also heard that they are fixing him up after for the next torture," Shion relayed.

ADAPTATIVE COLOURATI A. Camouflage: The organism has the same colour as the environment e.g grasshopp B. Warning colouration: The organisms have attractive colours that serve as a warning to predator's e.g brightly coloured lady bettle and toads C. Mimicry: The organism resembles another object that the predator doesn't eat for protection e.g stick insect resembling a tw D. Nest parasitism: Some birds lay their eggs in other bird's nest for protection e.g cuckoo bi BEHAVIOURAL ADAPTATI

Towards Phedra Elizabeth, the rope suddenly loosened. She followed the gravity of the earth, and dropped the slope without braking, Phedra Elizabeth closed her eyes, in extreme fear, suddenly something squeezed her hand. Phedra Elizabeth's feet touched the ground safely. Phedra Elizabeth opened her eyes, the rope did not wrap Phedra Elizabeth's hand, leaving only traces. Phedra Elizabeth rubbed her wrist. “The rule of the game is very straightforward. Two people fight a battle and only one person survives. Those are my rules of the game. The rules of the game of death. Very superficial and easy to comprehend.”

He took it from me with a smile. “Good job, flower. Now, recite the rules on the way home.” We began to head towards the house where I knew my mother would be waiting for us with sandwiches and chips. He eyed me sideways, waiting patiently. I walked silently for a moment. “Rule 1: the safety needs to be on when you are not actively hunting. Rule 2: Never aim at another person. Rule 3: Only kill what you have to, nothing more. Rule 4: Have respect for every living creature. If your shot doesn’t kill them, end their lives fast. Rule 5: Always shoot to kill.”

Tales clenched his fists, his heart pounding in his chest as he glanced to both sides for Raja and Jake. "Stay alive," he whispered to himself like a mantra, though it seemed the other two thought those words were meant for them. "Of course I will," Raja exclaimed, even raising his fists. "Basic," Jake snorted, making Tales look at him with a disapproving glare. The rules were simple: survive. The opponents? Determined by chance—or at least, that’s what Father wanted them to believe. Tales knew better. The system wasn’t random; it was designed to weed out the weak and pit the strong against each other. They want us to die!

Just remember that one day, I'll return the humiliation you gave me today a thousand times over! I couldn't be bothered to argue with him and turned back to the spectator stand. Meanwhile, Harken barely stepped onto the arena within the three-minute mark. The werewolf pack was massive, having developed over thousands of years with countless members. Among them, there were over a thousand young males around 20 years old. Werewolf battles had no fancy tricks. There were just brute power clashes. There were very few rules too. One lost the match if one was knocked off the arena.

"Ten or more opponents might attack you at once. They will come at you from behind, throw dirt in your eyes, and try to tear your throat out while you're looking the other way. You must understand the difference between a sport and survival." I swallowed the dry lump in my throat, my knuckles turning white as I clenched my fists again. The reality of his words sank into my bones, cold and unforgiving. My Academy training suddenly felt like child's play, a sanitized version of something far more brutal. "Okay. Okay, I get it. No rules." "Second," he continued, his dark robes swirling as he folded his arms across his broad chest, "I'm going to teach you the absolute basics today. The foundatio

The only way to survive was to understand and overcome the rules before no one was left. The whispers from the tanks still echoed faintly, as if waiting for the next victim to break a rule and become part of this forbidden aquarium forever.

Author's POV All men sat by the table, Garry and Noah were ready with the rules. All they wanted to do is, keep these two brothers alive. "We can't afford you two getting into quarrel and hurt yourselves or the girl... Meddling in each other's business can create big issues." Arthur was sitting there with mad face and Oliver was with hateful glare. But they both agreed for the rule thing because they know that limits are easy to cross when the prize is worth. "1st rule is obvious, no one will touch the girl until she is eighteen."