Side Chick Rules Novels & Stories

"No. That's literally a crime. If she calls the cops, you're toast. Just—trust me. I'll run the sting." Felicity wavered, but my ghost white face must've sold it. "Fine. What's the plan?" I took a breath. This hotel felt wrong—every inch of it made my skin crawl. Heart racing, I forced myself to chill. "Let's just go home. There's a million ways to bust cheaters. If we show up and they freak, what if you get hurt? "We can hire pros—cameras, audio, the whole thing. Once we've got the receipts, we blow it up and ruin them for good."

I mumble, pulling myself from Virginia's arms and run from the room. I run. 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.

“So. Ground rules.” Charlie raised a brow. “You,” she said, pointing at him, “are not allowed to hover. You are not allowed to stand directly behind me. You are not allowed to whisper ‘heads up’ every time someone walks by.” “I don’t…” “You also may not sit in a corner like a gargoyle.” Charlie considered this. “I don’t sit like a gargoyle.” “You absolutely do,” Sky argued. “I am going to play so there will be no sitting,” he said slowly.

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.

She said handing us a piece of paper with the rules. Utopia Rules #1 No use of ANY magic nor VIOLENCE on peers #2 No sneaking out after curfew #3 Small animals ONLY(no larger than a cat) #4 No attacking humans #5 No Biting #6 No experimenting on peers(Only if allowed with an instructor.) #7 No flying upon 200ft #8 No Broomstick flying above 100 ft

I gape at them literally every time he’s in a towel, which is conveniently always very loosely tied. Everything fades as I stare at him and just go blank. My feet move on their own, pushing through the crowd. I keep my head down but I keep one eye on the middle of the ring as they both begin to bounce around. I’m going to get just behind that curtain and watch from there. Nobody will see me and I’ll have a straight view. “All right, all right. Not a lot of rules but as you know if you shift, you forfeit immediately. Claws are fair game but you must remain on two legs. If you’re down a five count, you’re out,” the emcee says, as Hector approaches him.

Four: refer to rules one, two and three. These rules seem pretty easy but breaking them is easier. And the problem Cathy has with all four rules is this: she wants to show her first boyfriend off. She wants to kiss him in public, smack his ass, steal chips from his plate and make TicToc duets for the world to know he's completely hers. But rules are rules and she must keep to her own end of the bargain. What happens when their secret comes crashing down? Will their love be enough to save them?

She flipped through it slowly, eyes scanning the rules again. Rule 3: Weakness is not tolerated. Rule 7: Personal disputes must be settled in the ring. Rule 9: Hierarchy is earned through combat, obedience, and demonstration of strength. Her heart beat steadily. Not fast. Not slow. Focused. She pressed a hand to her chest—bound flat—and closed her eyes.

I can’t be caught here. Caspian jumps into the center of the ring, raising his voice above the melee. “Alright everyone, You know the rules. Three rounds, best two out of three. The first round you fight as you are, the second is at half-shift, the third you must be fully shifted. No holds barred – everything goes.” Kiera’s fingers are digging into my arm, “Viviane, are you okay? You look like you’re about to start hyperventilating.”

He’s been underestimating us for too long. I smiled and heard swearing in the background. Bryan had come around and I guess the captains had explained to him what happened. He looked at me, livid but also looked at Logan who was taking his shirt off, with the same anger. “This is ridiculous. An official challenge?” I looked back at Hector. “Be prepared. This is going to get ugly.” Taking a deep breath, I turned and rolled my shoulders, stretching out my fingers. “Rules?” “No claws or teeth. No running away. Winner is decided when one submits or gets knocked out, unable to fight.”