Three Month Rule Novels & Stories

It was their code and as barbaric as they can get, they never ever break this. Now in silence, they completed the rest of their nine rules. Each of them sat wherever they pleased and was in deep thought over their three individual rules. "Rule #3: The first one to spot target spends the entire day with her." Javier said. "Bullshit." the two others called. Now it was a rule that if 2/3rds of them did not like the rule made, it could be altered, if not, however, it would remain absolute. Javier chuckled,"What? You two should actually just go to school early."

His jaw tightened, not with judgment but with understanding. That was the moment I realized the second rule wasn’t broken by accident. He’d been aiming for it from the start. The Third Rule Trembles Rule three was the most sacred: No falling in love. It was written in ink, underlined twice, like we could actually control it. The night it started to crumble, the rain had been falling for hours, tracing frantic rivers down the windows of his penthouse. We were supposed to be going over the final revisions, but the power went out plunging us into a silence so thick I could hear my own heartbeat.

They are all tall! A staff which is wearing a strange clothing not worse than the one selling the ticket came and explain the rules. Which were? 1. There are actors inside the haunted house. They won't harm us in any way so we shouldn't hit or beat them up. I think something happened which is why there are so straightforward in putting this. Next. 2. The exit is random. You can find it yourself, or last in the haunted house for 1 hour which is also considered a win.

“You gave her the world, and she returned you to the grave’s threshold. Tsk, tsk... Such is the price of faith in beauty.” He stood at last, walking slowly to the window where no light entered, only breeze. He drew the curtain aside with two fingers and looked out upon the quiet gardens below. The kingdom was mourning — he could feel it in the stillness of the air. But the mourning of a kingdom was a perfect veil beneath which true power could stir. “Three days,” he whispered. “Three days and the whole land holds its breath.” He turned back toward the game board and approached it slowly. Then, with one fluid motion, he reached out and tipped the ivory king from its square. The piece tumbled

A week, a month max. ***

"Oh yeah, the five-month rule. You still doing that?" Bill was impressed by Rachel's "five-month rule". She never had any sexual contact with a man until after they had been officially dating for five months. Rachel explained it last Halloween night when they were both stuck at home with the flu. It has saved her a lot of heartbreak as some men have given up on her after the first few weeks, others, after hearing about it for the first time. Her rule gave her some serious insight into a man's character and how seriously he was about the relationship. Rachel had discipline and Bill respected that. "Yes, I'm still doing that. It's not a popular fad, that's for sure. Are you still trying to get

"You're serious." "Completely." "We'd need rules." "Obviously." He leaned forward, and suddenly the air between us felt charged. "Then let's write them down." *** Twenty minutes later, we had "The Contract": Duration: 30 days Safe word: Mercy Either party can stop at any time, no questions asked Complete honesty required Rule #1: Friendship comes first Rule #2: No catching feelings Rule #3: What happens during the arrangement stays private I stared at the second rule. "No catching feelings? Really?"

he said as he touched his temple, wincing. "Jace," I answered. The name did not feel right on my lips but I let him go. He looked at me without saying a word and I sighed. "Fine, you have three days to stay here and heal but after those three days, you are out." "Just three days?'" He asked. "You should consider yourself lucky that I am giving you that much. One rule, do not touch my laptop "Got it," he said, trying to hide a laugh. Later That Morning – KuraTech Headquarters

He let go of my hand as ordered by his boss but stood beside me. “Well Anderson, this is how it’s going to be. I know I can’t take a family member but you leave me no choice. You have 30days to bring back what you stole from me, and if the 30days are complete don’t blame me for whatever happens to your daughter.” He turned around about to make his way to exit. He nods again to his man which stood in front of me. He lifted me up the ground on his shoulders and carried me with them. I struggled again but it was all in vain.

Three months. It was three months ago, now, since I'd let this happen. Since I'd let Tristan touch me, ravage me, consume me in ways that I'd never considered letting. Three months since we established the ground rules: no emotions, no attachment, just sex. And yet still, I couldn't help staring at him. He was leaning over the office, heavily discussing something with some business ass in a suit that was two sizes too small, but I wasn't listening. I wasn't even pretending to listen.