The Rule Book Novels & Stories

It swings back open and whacks my shin for good measure. “I felt bad for you,” I tell the door, hopping on one foot, “but now I think you deserved it.” Great. Talking to furniture. Totally fine. That’s when I notice the paper taped inside the door. Big black letters at the top. RULES. Ten of them. Neat. Precise. Ruthless. “Oh.” I read them. Try to understand them. Control. That’s what it’s all about, I realize. These 10 points are a way to manage every aspect of his life — from racing to sex.

“Yes, my way. Now, listen.” “Okay. All ears.” He lays his back on the couch and placed his legs up above the the couch, folding his arms. His socked feet were almost brushing my body. “Rule number one, this is fake.” “Yeah. I never said it was real.” “Let me finish. I mean fake fake, no romance, no intimacy. No flirting, no touching. Unless handshakes for agreement or formal hugs for filming.” I looked at his face and he was grinning. “What? This isn't funny.”

I nod and click my ball point pen before signing next to a blue tab at the bottom of the page. "Just perfect," Lory exclaims as she turns the page of her book, and I do the same. This page's name gives me the creeps and makes my stomach feel like it's about to explode. RU T I N E S "Here is a list of the rules that and Whitlock have given to his previous matches in the past." I force the lump in my throat down and look at Lory for a second before returning to the list: 1. Be on time for all scheduled events and dates.

Why would my mate accept something so broken? My arms begin to itch slightly as I felt the urge to add to my cuts. Anything to quiet these thoughts. But instead, I forced my claws back and shoved the ID into my pocket. It wouldn't be smart to leave the scent of my blood here. Taking a breath, I turned my attention back to the actual envelope and relieved it of its contents bit by bit. The first thing I pulled out was the rule book. The pages turned as I speed read without really paying attention. Random things stood out like the different shifter species that usually attended, the mandatory basic battle training, and the like. I reached the back of the book an

"What did she lack from Orion that she has to go to the boys, his rivals?" All sort of accusation flew in from all direction, if you asked me, then I would deny seeing the time that Rowan or anyone of them had dedicated a goal to me. They were all focused on their games, didn't even gave me any attention until they were done. I had my head down as I navigated through the school, until I was standing in front of the huge library. It was a two story building on its own, with different sessions that has a lot of books.

RULES AND ROSES A story in three acts. --- This novel contains scenes that some might find disturbing and may not be suitable for younger readers. This book revolves around a world dominated by patriarchy and their views are very constricting to women.Discretion is advised. --- Our history teaches us that love makes monsters out of us. They make it sound pretty in the history books. In the past, when there were no rules to govern us and we can roam freely, they divided the land of werewolves into three powerful nations; Sem, Niju, and Cinco.

“Zach, she just humiliated the school's heartthrob and one of the school's top ten, and your saying she's on fire instead of shes in fire cause hell yeah she's gonna be getting em hates” “Wait… is this some high school cliche I thought we were past that”. “Well in this school..you aren't past anything you just annoyed the top 1 of the school”. “Top 1?..what's that”. Mira and Zach exchange glances. “You tell her” Zach said. “Well the school has a system, top 10 and 20…top 10 are the high class they rule the school and they make the rules only after Axel approves them. “And whose Axel??”

wasn't a book about humanity; it was a Universal Anthology. ​As the sun set over the now-solid spires of Aethel-9, I stood at the center of the city, my hand pressed to the central spire. The Shield Ink on my wrists was no longer a mark of a "Debt-Bride." It was a Library Card. ​"Rule 47," I said, the words echoing through the emerald-gold air. ​"What is the rule of the First Book, Aara?" Thomas asked from the Bowery, his voice filled with the wisdom of a new era.

Although it is a really small book with just a page, I couldn't help but be curious about the content in it. I opened it curiosity. Rule 1 //. NO LATENESS Rule 2//. Dress properly, it is an office, not a night club Rule 3//. No chitchats while at work. Rule 4//. No close relationship with your boss. Rule 5//. Learn to mind your business. Rule 6//. Anyone with bad/nonchalant attitude will be dismissed immediately. Rule 7//. No close relationship with your boss (Warning)

It is on the page that talks about rules Rule 1: Stay under the regime of vampires. Rule 2: Protect the goddess beloved. Rule 3: Protect our secret Rule 4: Protect your own and be willing to die for one another Rule 5: stay away from silver wares and wolf bane. Rule 6: No one is to be trusted. Rule 7: Adhere to rule 1. I flip the pages. The book is not dusty, which means someone frequent this room. But why? It is filled with ancient books. I halt when I see their origin. I read through it.