Side Chick Rules Novels & Stories

"Because when I'm with you, I feel something I haven't felt in years. You make me want to be better. To try harder. To actually live instead of just exist." "Richard..." "I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But I think we could be something amazing if you'll give us a chance." She closes her eyes, and I can see the war happening inside her. Logic versus desire. Safety versus risk. When she opens her eyes again, the decision is made. "Okay." "Okay?" "Let's try this. Whatever this is. But we have rules." "Name them." "No one can know at work. Complete professionalism when we're in the office."

“Yeah, save us with your intelligence. Don’t let us fail this quiz.” I grinned at both of them. “Only if I can, haha.” They knew me too well. Cheating? Not in my vocabulary. Any kind of cheating was absolutely off-limits. “Number one…” Mr. Landers began, and I immediately stopped smiling. Focus, Reign. You need to ace this quiz. Serious mode activated. “Reign, save us! Please, have mercy on us!” Chris whispered dramatically, hands raised in mock pleading. I gestured sharply at him to be quiet. He pouted immediately. Nice try, Chris. Your pleading face will not work on me today.

Underground fighting has two rules. 1- No weapons only hands and feet 2- You have 10 -15 minutes to knock your opponent out or it's a tie I usually use 2 minutes or less to take down my opponent and if I'm in the mood I play with them before knocking them out. I snapped out of my head when the announcer announced who's up next "Up next we have Butterfly and our personal favorite The Wolf." I got up and went to the ring as I stepped in I noticed Ollie and Liam sitting at the corner table drinking beer. I roll my eyes and see my opponent getting in the ring

“Scott’s quiet but he’ll make you beg before he lets you come. You want that, baby? You want my friends to take turns with you while I watch?” “Yes,” I breathed. My voice sounded shaky. He pulled his fingers out and held them up between us so I could see how shiny and wet they were. Then he licked them clean, eyes locked on mine the whole time. “Good girl. You remember the rules?” “Any hand they win, they get me,” I said. “Any hole they want.”

“Girl I gotta tell the truth..you and I know that you didn't get laid with Denise because unfortunately she was almost killed” “No that's not it” “Yes thats it” They both begin to banter leaving Ava to watch them — she stood there watching as they bickered till the bell rung interrupting them. “Oh shit”. They both gasped — Zach quickly woke his boyfriend up. “Where are they going” Ava asked. “Its a school for Christs sake it fucking has rules they can't stay here they are boys even if Zach is a girl”. “That's not fair” Zach sneered.

“They’re not getting involved. They know they have to stay back and not intervene.” “Okay, then let’s get this done.” He nods to the centre and I pull off my cut and shirt. “How much?” “Don’t care, whatever he wants.” He chuckles. “Okay, so it’s one of those nights. It's not for fun or more, more pain. Got you.” I stand in the centre, loosening my shoulders, getting ready. The guy who steps up is big, but that doesn’t matter. Echo’s POV “Okay, rules,” Dixie calls out to the crowd. “No weapons, no stamping on heads. Anything else goes. First to fall and not get back up loses.”

The sharp line of his jaw caught the light—and that faint scar I had traced the night before. Something about that made my chest tighten briefly. He carried no weapon yet. Just himself. Relaxed. Ready. Watching me. “Rules?” I asked. Lucian tilted his head slightly. “No claws. No shifting unless you need to. No blood if we can avoid it.” His gaze sharpened. “First to tap out, give up, or stay pinned for a count of three loses.” His voice dropped slightly. “And if at any point it’s too much—” “I say stop,” I finished.

I looked at them, my heart pounding, but my voice steady. "Listen to me," I said, pointing a finger at Atlas, then at Evans. "I appreciate the... enthusiasm. But I am not a trophy. I am not a tie-breaker for your lifelong sibling rivalry. If you're going to do this whatever this is you play by my rules." Atlas tilted his head, a slow, appreciative smirk spreading across his face. "And what are the rules, Tamine?" "Rule number one," I said, adjusting my backpack. "Do not corner me in the hallways like a pack of wolves. Rule number two: My scholarship and my grades come first. If either of you causes a scene that gets Dean Vance’s attention again, you're both out."

I know he’s uncomfortable. “So, let me get this straight. No bonding and no claiming each other are the only rules for our situation.” I smiled, “Those are the ground rules, but I’m going to add no fighting.” Creed smirked and nodded his head. He knows he was wrong for going after Dawson. “Outside those rules, any of your mates can do whatever they want with you.” He slipped off his shoes and started walking closer to me. I nodded, “Anything I agree with and want.”

Doing so is tantamount to provoking the self-esteem of the strongest and pushing yourself down the path of death. The rules of D.Ruck's challenge are much stricter than Scott Hall's. Among them, the most important is not to kill people, but those who step into the ring have the right to steal the opponent's power. And most of the battles that have happened in D.Ruck have had a person become an exotic person because their magic was stolen.