The Summer Of Broken Rules Characters Novels & Stories

She was nothing, but a half corpse, still alive. For Abubakar, never had he ever lost so much control. He had always tried to maintain his anger, to keep it at the surface level, but today, Zeenah had forced him to do what he had vowed not to do, again. He had vowed never to lose control this much ever since he lost 'her' similar to this way. Why can't they just adhere to his rules and follow his command? If only they could do that, then things would've been very much easy for them.

Jade said. I shook my head. “No! That bastard broke the rule first!” I said angrily. He should never have accepted her into his pack. He was fucking using her! He dared not lay a finger on my body. It was against the council rules. “I am leaving, you can tag along if you want,” I said and stormed out of the office. I heard Jade’s feet running after me but I didn’t stop to check. Getting into my car, I let Jade in before we zoomed off.

when I can not sleep. But this feels like winning. This feels like a man in scrubs, in a hallway, in a hospital, bumping my shoulder, in the small, specific, very specific way that is the entire thing. I think: Discreet is going to be the hardest rule we have ever broken. I think: we are going to break it constantly. I think: I am going to be a person who breaks rules. I am going to be a person who breaks rules with this man. To be continued...

But still, no one would tell me what I was supposed to have done. By the time Zayn finally arrived, he had to push the boys back, giving them a glare that would have sent most people running. I could see the frustration in his face, his jaw tight. “What the hell is going on here?” he demanded. “They… they’re saying I broke the rules,” I explained, my words tumbling out quickly. “I don’t know what I did. They won’t even tell me. Lennox… his friends… they’re just… attacking me.”

“You’re frustrated. I can see it.” “I’m not frustrated,” I lied. “You’re sweating.” “It’s hot.” “It’s 8 a.m.” I inhaled sharply. This girl was going to make me break every rule in the security handbook and then set the handbook on fire. Rule ten: No emotions. She smirked like she’d read my mind. “Another broken rule, huh?” I wanted to look away. I didn’t. “You’re testing me,” I said. “And you,” she said brightly, “are failing.”

"There are rules. If you break them, there are consequences. It makes sense." "Rules are meant to be broken by the people who have the power to rewrite them," Silas countered. He reached across the table, his fingers tracing the rim of my glass. "Don't tell me you've never wanted to do something just because it felt good, even if the rules said no?" I thought of the man in the bar. I thought of the way I’d let a stranger bite me. I thought of the way my body ached when Professor Blackwood looked at me.

“Words. Bambina (Baby). Words!” “R-Rule three” I stutter nervously. “Which is?” “To always be kind and respectful” “And what other rule did you break?” Pausing, I try to rack my brain for the second rule I supposedly broke. What other rule had I broken? I mean there were only four rules. Rule one was don’t escape. Rule two was don’t leave the compound. Rule three was to be respectful and kind. And Rule four was the fucking curfew, so what other rule did I break. Did I miss one when he went over the rules? was there a fifth one I didn't know about?

Only one messaged from him and all my worries would be gone. “I hope he won’t get mad.” I whispered while staring the table out from the garden. Until now I couldn’t believe that our house was still the same. I thought Demir would let Laura lived here and changed everything. As I was about to stand the frame suddenly fell on the ground. My heart skipped in surprise to hear the loud bang and the broken pieces of glasses scattered on the ground. I was about to pick one of the broken glasses but it pinned on my fingers and so as my phone suddenly vibrated.

I didn't get recovered right away and Brandon hit me with punches and kicks one after the other. In all the close combat contests I participated in, I always won. No matter how big the opponents are, I still manage to win. But in my current situation, with the opponent I'm facing now, it looks like this is my first defeat. My unbreakable record will finally get broken. I didn't try to fight back because based on Brandon's attacking pace, it's impossible to gain a footing again. I just accepted his attacks while listening to the screams of the students. Brandon is really merciless. The bastard even made me a punching bag.

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.