The Rule Book Novels & Stories

He smirked, finishing his drink and placing the glass aside. “I told you I’d teach you,” he said. “And tonight, we begin.” He took my chin in his hand and tilted my face toward him. “But before I touch you, we establish rules.” I nodded quickly. He walked to a small black cabinet in the corner, pulled out a leather-bound book, and handed it to me. Inside was a list. Rules for Isabella Hart • Obey immediately, unless safeword is used. • Speak only when spoken to during a scene.

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.

~Love is patient; Love is kind. For two hearts lost in the world of danger and deceit, Love is A Game With No Rules.~ Hello, thank you for reaching this far on the story ;) I’d like to introduce my books before AGWNR if it’s your first time stumbling upon my work. 1|Devin ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance 2|Don’s Fiancée ~ Mafia Romance 3|Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone]

he sighed, leaning back, "persistence counts for something. We are accepting you on a trial basis." He slid a small, heavy book across the table. It was bound in black leather. "The Golden Rules. Read them. Memorize them. If you break one, the punishment is... physical, and it's severe." I opened the book. My eyes widened as I read the ten rules: 1. Complete Nakedness: No clothes are allowed inside the Academy. Fabrics hide the truth. 2. No Refusals: If anyone—student or staff—asks for your body, you must give it.

“Classic Mom.” “You’re twenty, Ivy,” she said tightly. “You’re not cute. You’re not interesting. You’re a liability.” “Wow,” I said. “Touching.” “If you want to stay in this house, there will be rules.” “Oh, I can’t wait.” Her eyes sharpened. “Don’t bring boys here. Don’t sneak out. No parties. No mess. No drama.” “So I should probably stop talking to you?” “I swear to God—” “I’m joking,” I said, tossing my keys into the glass bowl on the console. “Mostly.”

It's my Era and a fresh page where my rulership would be drafted on was provided in the book of oaths. When I was done writing, I passed the book to Aslan. It would be passed around and reviewed by each lord and then the decision to implement it would be made. I waited for quite a while till the book was passed back to me. My rules were simple. No unnecessary killing of people,wether outsider or Zen's to achieve a course except push comes to shove. No trying to bypass state authorities. Even though we now have alliance with the cops, it wasn't an avenue to do whatever we want especially if it goes against state laws.

But I felt his attention on me the second I walked in. Devon thrust a controller at me. "Finally. Help me destroy Emma. She's talking mad shit." "I'm literally beating you," Emma protested. I sat on the couch, acutely aware of Marcus's presence behind me. The game loaded, bright colors and cheerful music that felt absurd given the tension in my body. We played for an hour, maybe more. Devon and Emma bantered. I tried to focus on the screen, on the game, on anything other than the man sitting six feet behind me whose eyes I could feel on the back of my neck like a brand.

" Jae Hwa exclaimed as she read through a pamphlet. It was a guide that contained the summarized version of the rules Min Jun had given her earlier. She gazed upon it trying to memorise as much as she could. Min Jun had gotten so carried away in the past few days that he had forgotten to give her the rule book earlier. It read; {Rule A Housemates must respect and try to tolerate the House and their fellow contestants at all times. Rule B The Housemates will have no contact with the outside world, and they are kept busy by the various tasks and challenges set by the host and other related crew. Being in such proximity to a house full of strangers can be tough g

He whispered with his lips, almost touching mine. "Your copy of our contract is on the side table in my room. Get it, and go through it!" He stated flatly with no trace of any emotion whatsoever, as he let go of me. I stood in the same spot for a while before picking up myself, and I slowly headed to his room. I went in and picked up the contract. I perched on the bed, slowly going through every detail. Then I saw it! The last clause in the contract stared right at my face.

he asks. "Trying to get an idea of the rules and regulations," I mutter. "What exactly are we looking at here?" he wonders aloud. "I thought it was meant to be some... free-for-all, or something." "That's what I thought, too, but they have plenty of stuff in place just to make sure that people aren't going to get exposed," I explain. "Which, I guess, is a good thing. Since I don't want everyone to know - " "That you've been getting horny just thinking about it?" he teases me.