Side Chick Rules Novels & Stories

Skylar smiles and walks upstairs like she didn’t just drop a bomb between us. I say, “She knows.” “She doesn’t,” Liam says quickly. “She does.” “She doesn’t.” “She absolutely does.” He rakes his hand through his hair. “We need rules.” I nod. “Rules.” He steps closer. “Rule one: no staring.” I roll my eyes. “I don’t stare.” “You do.” “Fine. Rule two: no touching.” His lips twitch. “You already said that.” “I’m saying it again.”

“Are you clear on the rules?” Though they both nodded, he summarised the rules outlined by Jace at the start of the Trial; First to three points. A point comes from a deadly hit, but no serious wounds are to be delivered. If any are, the wolf inflicting them will be disqualified. Points can also be earned if your opponent steps out of the circle. No wolf forms and weapons can only be used to mark a point, not to do damage. “My call is the only call that matters. After each point, split until I confirm to continue. Understand?”

Therefore, the Blades had the responsibility of assuring her safety. “Ok,” Rex agreed. He understood Casper’s concern but Casper wasn't done. “And if I make it out alive, I get to change two rules from the Blades’ manual.” “Only one,” Rex countered. Casper had read the manual. If one survived, he had the opportunity to change a rule. Casper had two rules in mind but could only change one. “Alright, go ahead.” Rex explained the rules. “If you toss the coin and it falls on the front, you qualify for the next round. If it falls on the back, you are out.”

So he has no fear regarding having him taken away. The council head was listing the set of rules. The rules looked weird to everyone but no one could disapprove of them. Number one on the list was that any contestant whose back touches the floor would be disqualified. And everyone knew that most wolves always do but stood up to fight back. To him, it would be interesting to try new rules. He thought. Within two minutes of the resumption of the combat. More than eight contestants had fallen with their backs turned down. There remained four contestants. From the look of it. Those people meant business because they were strong unlike before when it took only five minutes in combat.

They made me stand with my legs apart and hands behind my head. “Rule number two,” Marcus said, voice firm. “Your legs stay open whenever we’re around. That means when you’re sitting, walking, or even just standing still, your pussy and ass are always available. No crossing your legs. No closing up. Understand?” “Yes,” I whispered. Rico stepped close and slapped my pussy lightly. “Louder.” “Yes! My legs stay open for you.” Jax smiled. “Rule number three. You don’t wear panties anymore. Ever. Skirts, dresses, shorts—nothing underneath. We want easy access anytime we want.”

Rose "The rules are simple; the last person standing at the end with the most flags is the winner." Damian plopped a canvas bag down on the ground with a thud. "You can spar. You can steal multiple flags from your opponents. You cannot ask for outside assistance. You cannot knock out your opponents. You can't hide flags. You cannot shift. You are to stay in the forest, do not bring your game into town. At the end of two hours, the game is over."

Poppy stood on the footrest of her chair, one hand still holding her croissant, her face covered in crumbs, her green eyes wide with authority she had absolutely no right to possess but had clearly inherited from two very unfortunate bloodlines. “If you fight, you have to use rules!” I pulled my hand away from Sebastian. “We’re not fighting.” “You’re tug-tugging.” “What is tug-tugging?” “Pulling. It’s pre-fighting.” Sebastian finally lowered the phone. “What are the rules?” Poppy raised one finger. “Rule number one. No using injuries.” Sebastian nodded very seriously. “Reasonable.” “Rule number two. No taking phones without asking.” I pointed at Sebastian. “Thank you.”

“ Kick her out of the game, “ Chad replied utterly annoyed that Maria's life was threatened. “ We would not condone any form of violence, especially one involving a knife. I am sorry to say this but Lindy your game has ended, you are eliminated. “ Thane replied satisfied. But lindy wore a devilish smile instead, it was time to display her plan. She raised her switch card in the air for all to see. “ Remember my switch card that states by game rules that when I am eliminated, I am allowed to switch positions with an existing member of the game? “ Maria was beyond stunned, she was not aware of Lindy's switch card, obviously her sister kept it a secret. The triplets were lost for words. Chad op

“This means I’ll be expecting a footsie from you while we have dinner with your dad.” Charlie, “...” “But of course, while we have this set of rules. Emergency exceptions apply. So that’s rule number six. For example, suppose one of us is having a breakdown. In that case, the other is allowed to provide forehead kisses—strictly for medicinal purposes,” Taylor added. “Oh, okay,” Charlie agreed. “So, we have several rules in place. All good?” Taylor asked, and Charlie nodded. Taylor printed the rules and posted them in different locations in the condo. After that, they changed into their hoodies and resumed studying.

Valerie added, leaning in to lick the pre-cum from the tip. "Rule one: Naked at home. Always. Heels and collars only when I get back from college." I smacked their tits light, watching them bounce. They moaned together, stroking faster. "Rule two: Greet me on your knees when I come home. Mouths open, ready for my cock." Vanessa's eyes flashed jealous for a second—wanting first suck—but she bit it back. "Rule three: Compete if you want, but the winner gets bred first. Loser watches and cleans up."