Santa Muerte Rules Novels & Stories

The duct tape embedded on my lips tasted bitter. The glass windows left no option for ventilation, forming sweat droplets that glued my messed hair strands into my sweaty cheek. He leaned closer and kneeled. Without saying a word, he untied only my hands' ropes, leaving my feet glued to the chair sticks. He then grabbed the silver tape without a single stutter, which burned my lips. "Listen, we will play by my rules here," he said with an unclear voice through the mask. "What do you want?!" "Rule number one, I am the only one who can speak."

Sarah was stunned and then broke into a peal of laughter, she laughed until there were tears in her eyes but finally stop upon seeing the serious look in Anastasia's eyes and she shook her head and also decided to get serious. "You see, there were many rules in this pack but these two are the most important to know; No killing, No raping. However, there are some places that these two rules didn't apply and those are brothels and boxing houses." "In a brothel, the moment you entered, you can't say that you didn't like the look someone is giving you or you are not interested but if someone gropes you and then you decided to kill the person, that's a crime."

* "Spirits have to follow certain rules or else she would be killed. The more they eat flesh, the more strong they will be. So, there is a department working to make rules for these spirits. If a mortal break those rules, than they are allowed to eat them. For example, for Omar, if a mortal sees hima MD lay on the earth pretending to be death, than he can not eat them. For lilly, if they look at her reflection than she is allowed to eat them." Zayn explained everything in simple words. This topic can take a complete day and still Giselle would not able to understand anything. "Teacher, let's leave them back. What if they go on a killing spree in the city?" She was scared and worried. "Do not

Lucius hovered over Belinda, fussing over her incessantly before finally dropping to his knees before Ethan. He then pleaded, "Please let us go to the hospital, Mr. Howard! She's pregnant right now, so any complication could be fatal for the baby! You can't just turn your back on us now, especially since we're the ones who came to your grandmother's aid, Mr. Howard!" Ethan remained indifferent. He watched Belinda thrash in pain on the floor and motioned to the doctor beside him. "I'll have my doctor examine her first. You see, my private medical staff consists of top specialists from the best hospitals. They don't make mistakes. If they determine that a hospital visit is actually necessary,

Elias’s mouth quirked. “But,” I went on, “we also wrote those ‘new rules’ you’ve heard about for a reason. We broke the curse. We’re not about to start building a new one out of hunger and fear.” I let my gaze slide briefly to the boy, then back to Elias. “You come in here, you follow our laws,” I said. “No hunting in human zones. No attacking our people. No altars. No purges. No ‘fixing’ anyone’s blood with fire.”

Bianca asked, with a worried look, while she clenched her fists. “Before you start, I must state the rules: Candidates must fight in their fully shifted werewolf form. No external weapons of any kind, no use of any form of magic or magical objects. No external interference of any kind, and most importantly, no deathblows. The goal is incapacitation or submission, not death. The trial ends only when one of the candidates physically submits, or is rendered fully incapacitated and can no longer continue.” Brynn said. Theodore and Lucius looked at each other, and Lucius gave a death smirk. He looked desperate to win, even if it meant breaking the rules.

In delight and in success. It was the first time in our werewolf tradition that we took a ‘sacrificed’ woman without her shouting and shrieking from the stone table until we reached the inside of Stella’s Soul. Most of them demand to be returned to Moonburn, threatening to sue us with those useless human laws that we don’t even abide to. We have our own rules, of course. The werewolf bloodline wouldn’t last this long without rules to obey and punishment to give in case one disobeys.

"Rule number one, Lucifer will be our master. We shall have no other God aside from him, we and our entire generations will serve Lucifer. He will rule over our home forever but if we or any of our children rebel against him or have another god aside from him, he will wipe that person out of the surface of the earth. You are expected to keep in the stone in a special room where only we and our family, the Wellspring family can enter, touch it and worship the stone because the stone represents Lucifer and his presence. If anyone that is not from the Wellspring's family enters the room and touch the sacred stone, Lucifer will be awaken and he will move around the house, he or she will be doome

The middle aged man, who I had labeled as the auctioneer stated. “They are rules to the game because, without rules, there's no law. For the new bidders who are among us today, I'd like you guys to listen to me perfectly. Rule number one, if you bid for an item and win, you must exchange it with the exact blood your bidder asks for, otherwise your item would be returned back to the auction house. Rule number two, If a female is found illegally in the house, she would be taken to the palace to face the vampire King’s wrath. Rule number three, No fighting. If anyone is caught fighting in the auction house, your item would be retrieved back.”