The Summer Of Broken Rules Novels & Stories

Just us. As laughter and music swelled around them, the camera of memory captured the moment of four hearts, once fractured, now mended. Not perfect. But whole. Because sometimes, the night didn't end in darkness. Sometimes, it ended in light. And that was enough.

That look that makes me wonder what would happen if either of us ever dared to break the one rule we agreed on. No touching. But rules are only rules… until they’re broken. And something tells me, it’s only a matter of time.

Her face looked terrified now. Not angry. Terrified. "Summer stop this!" she cried desperately. "I don't want to hurt you!" "No, you're going back today!" Summer shouted back. The ground shook so violently this time that I dropped to one knee briefly before forcing myself back up again. "You don't belong here anymore!" "I belong with you!" "No!" Summer's voice cracked badly. "You're disrupting everything!" Another loud bang echoed through the room as part of the ceiling broke apart and crashed onto the floor beside me.

“I did, Summer. And I’m not going to lie to you by saying I didn’t like every time I did it. It was for my survival……But I promise, none of them were good people. The creed eliminates only corrupt world leaders, wolves in sheep’s clothing. My first kill was the King of Monaco; he’d murdered and raped so many young girls serving as maids in his mansion, burying them in his backyard, and his wife covered for him. Every time I did it, my fulfillment wasn’t only about my siblings getting to attend the best schools, eating the best food, and no longer being close to our parents; it was in the fact that none of these men and women could terrorize anyone ever again. Summer…” he grabbed my hand even

That's when we made the three rules. Rule One: Always come when the other calls, no matter what. Rule Two: Always tell the truth and never keep secrets. Rule Three: Never fall in love with each other and never confess such. We were eight years old and we thought we were so smart making rules that would keep our friendship safe forever. But the thing is no rule can protect you from the inevitable so I ended up breaking two of them.

"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.

I locked myself in my room for three days, refusing food, water, or even a single word. The scent of their lust, lingering from the study, clung to me like smoke, filling my nose, haunting me. On the fourth day, bad news came crashing through my door. My pack had risen in rebellion. They gathered at the border towers, defying Damian's rule. Then came the Alpha's summons. Damian's personal guard stood expressionless at my door. "Alpha Damian requests your presence in the study."

I did not say: she just put this team's season back on track with one assist. We won 3-1. The bus home was loud in the best way, that specific noise a team makes after a road win, looser and more honest than the celebrations after home games. Someone had music going. Kowalski was involved in some kind of dramatic retelling of the card game that seemed to involve accusations of cheating and a missing bag of chips. She had her headphones back on. Same position. Eyes closed. Separate from all of it, even the good noise.

Summer's Pov "Turn it down or take it somewhere else," I said again. "I'm not playing around." Crew looked at me with that expression he had. The one that said he had heard me and had made a decision about how much he cared, which was not very much. "Relax," he said. "I am relaxed. Turn the music down." "You know what your problem is?" He tilted his head, and I already hated whatever was coming next. "You're so desperate to be perfect. Good girl Summer. Follows every rule. Goes to bed on time." He smiled. "It's exhausting just looking at you."

It. He ruined my peaceful life. He keeps bugging me. He made me fall in love with him. And in the end, he broke my heart into a million pieces. Chapter 01: An Introvert Jasmine Reign's POV "Honey! Abigail and Christian are here now!" my mom shouted from downstairs. Oh great. Day one of the school year. Cue the chaos. And judging by the pitch in her voice, it’s already off to a loud start. This is going to be a long, exhausting, probably regret-filled day.