Rules To Survival Novels & Stories

“No name. No crown. Only vengeance.” “And when he walked, the earth stirred. The dead listened. And the tyrants felt fear for the first time.” “So I ask you, little one— Who rises when history forgets? Who dares when even gods stay silent? The answer will come. And when it does...” “The Rule will break.” *** “When kingdoms fall, the earth remembers. When tyrants rise, the wind listens. But when the forgotten return— The sky holds its breath.” --- Synopsis:

"There aren't many or any rules at this level. You have the right to kill anybody who stands in your way of achieving your goals," Did I just hear her say k-kill? I widened my eyes in fear at her statement. We could kill each other? This didn't make any sense. "When the bell jingles, that's a signal to begin," "Each of you who survives would have points added to your packs. These points would determine who would show up in the great dance tonight to see the beast." "I hope you succeed in that. Good luck Fellas!" she exhaled as she turned to leave, bearing her head proudly.

“For the record, I never said otherwise.” --- Later that night, everyone gathered around the table. There were eleven people now. Eleven strangers who had survived long enough to reach her gate. Liana looked at them. “This attack changes everything.” Nobody interrupted. “We need rules.” Samuel nodded. “First rule?” “No weapons inside the sleeping quarters.” “Second?” “Everyone works.” Victor raised his hand. “What if someone can’t work?” “Then they contribute another way.” Clara nodded. “Medical, education, cooking, childcare.”

The rules were simple, but Clara could feel the mood around them change. The station no longer felt like a temporary shelter where everyone was simply trying to survive another day. It felt like a place preparing for an enemy. Marcus looked at the survivors again. “These rules aren't meant to scare anyone. They're meant to keep everyone alive.” No one argued. The survivors slowly began to disperse, some returning to their tasks while others quietly discussed the new rules among themselves. Clara remained where she was, watching them. The rules made sense. But as she thought about them, another possibility slowly took shape in her mind.

But before I did so, I made sure I beat the living brightness out of your normal self so you wouldn’t have the nerve to come at me again. But this actually seemed to be the same scenario, only reversed, I was the prey and he was the hunter. The man in charge of us, I didn’t seem to grab his name when he introduced himself came closer to us and slowly gave out the instructions. “The rules here state that you are not allowed to hit anybody’s sensitive parts, but you are allowed to attack the person when you find out their weakness. And finally, two don’t leave the ring. It’s required to have only one survivor, and that’s it. So as you two can see, I’ve got all the time in the world. We could s

She’d seen him move. “First rule,” he said, circling once around her. “You are not trying to win a fight. You are trying to survive one.” Lotty nodded. “Second rule. Size matters. Strength matters. You are smaller than most of the people who may come after you, which means you stop trying to meet force with force.” He stepped in suddenly, reaching for her wrist. Lotty reacted too slow. He caught her easily and held up her trapped hand. “See?” She glared. “You move fast.”

“Okay. Six, Never miss his match and always there in every inter or intra school games. She must not be shy She must smile and hold hands She must put effort to make him the best player with her photography club team and feature him in magazine and school activities She must support his team and She must do everything to bring down Elliot's team by opening an anonymous account to bring Elliot down after he manipulated her.” My eyes widened and I wanted to feel pity but I remembered all he had done so I clenched my jaws. “I like that one.” Now, reading the ‘Rules we mustn't break. “We don't have to make love anywhere that isn't school unless it's in front of both our parents. Must not develop

“I knew you wouldn’t come empty-handed.” “And you should also know that I won’t leave my seat empty.” He tapped the floor with his cane and ordered, “State your conditions.” I met every eye in the room. “First, the port remains under my direct control. Second, everyone left from Drake’s operation will be re-evaluated. Third, from today on, finance, security, and warehousing must be separate. No one person holds everything. Fourth–” I paused, glancing at the old man who’d advised me to go home earlier.

Judging by how it wasn't on the map, this safe zone should help him tide through the rough opening school ceremony. "If I recall correctly, there are five rules in Godfather High. Rule one, no killing in safe zones and during safe time periods. Rule two, the microchip in our necks allow us to redeem certain benefits using credits earned in the game. It also kills us if we die. Rule three, No harming the creepy invigilators. Rule four, if you escape, you die. Lastly, the shitty game of death ends only when one survivor is left or if all the dungeon floors are cleared. I definitely lucked out this round."

This is quite interesting, at least it explains why Sebastian, another cousin of Niko's has a different last name. “It is not in the mafia rules, it’s in the Salvatore family rules, each family has their own set of rules, a way to govern their families and listing traditions and obligations, duties and the like” Say what now...? I scratch my head, “It’s just new things with this family every day isn’t it?” I say with a wide smile that I don’t mean taking back my daughter. Tommy pokes my cheek with his index finger “You don’t know the half of it, I was born here and I still learn new rules every other day” We share a look and laugh before looking away.