Three Month Rule Novels & Stories

Again. "Three days," I say. "We use all of them."

Maybe you'll be like the twinks who purposely break rules just to get punished,” Anton said, his lips tugging up as he smirked, and Ollie's stomach churned as he struggled not to vomit. “I will give you an adjustment period. I know you don't know any of these rules, and I don't expect you to remember all of them right away. I expect you to study these rules. I'm giving you three days to memorize them. I will quiz you each night to help you memorize them. By the end of the third day, I expect you to have every one of these rules memorized, or that will be your first punishment.

"Some men just take their time and don't attack a carcass like ... a horde of hyenas." "Did he break the three-day rule?" Christian ignored her point completely. They all knew Xandra's rules when it came to their love affairs, they had already had to listen to them a hundred times on long and alcohol-ridden nights when she went on talking about some fool. If a guy didn't call within three days of a date, he'd forfeited her chance.

"Noted." "Rule three." She paused. "No Alpha responses. No instinctive posturing. No squaring your shoulders when someone crowds your space. No stepping in front of people. No—" "Mira." "—territorial behavior of any kind, no matter how—" "Mira." She looked up. "I know the rules." "You broke rule three seventeen times during the departure ceremony alone. Seventeen. I counted." "People kept standing too close."

"I'm sure you heard everything when you were eavesdropping so i don't need to tell you about the rules again" My eyes almost came out of it's socket. "You knew i was there all along?" He ignored my question and just continued " This contract will only last for three days" What now? A three day marriage? What the hell in God's name! Who does such?. "After that, you're free to go" he said and I looked at the paper again. It's just a three day thing Lenie, you can do this, i pep talked and signed my name on the line before pushing it back to him.

“Or, if I am, I’m judging myself just as harshly.” “Have you heard of the Rule of Three?” Shelley asks. Tom and I both shake our heads. “The Rule of Three, or the Threefold Law, says that whatever you put into the world will be returned to you threefold. I use my magic to do harm, knowing that if I do so with anger, or jealousy, or fear, or a desire for power then that negative energy will come back to me, some day, somehow. I will pay for my actions, for good or for ill.”

I smacked him on the hand. "Then you're allowed to go out with other females," He responded. "Ok rule C," "All parties should agree to meet up at least once a month since it takes around two to four hours by plane from Alabama to Massachusetts," "Ok, noted next rule," "No one can never have any sexual contact which includes, kissing, rubbing, sex, long embraces, long eye contacts and most definitely but not limited to laughing," Now this had me crying with tears, I made sure to keep it down so as to not alert anyone, but he was pulling my strings.

“It will last for three months.” A wave of murmurs went around. Three months? That was long. Coach Vega raised his hand for silence. “Every week, one rule will be revealed. This will test not only your academic strength but your discipline, physical performance, loyalty, emotional balance, leadership and instinct.” People whispered again. Even I felt a small chill. He continued. “Those who fail each rule will be disqualified. Only one will get the title and the future privileges that come with it.” Nobody said anything but tension spread in the air.

she cut him off. "And ah, another thing," she added. "Let me have a phone call to my dad to inform him I am here so he would stop worrying and look after us. I don't want us to go running every time he's about to catch us. Besides, I will only give you one month. Thirty days to prove yourself, and after that timeframe, and nothing has changed, you've gotta let us go. Is that a deal?" Although he was disappointed about the 30 day rule, he had no choice but to nod his head. "Yes, that'd be fine with me."

A derisive laugh escaped her. "Is this some kind of joke?" She shot me a smug look, then grabbed a pen and signed. "Ethan, there's still a thirty-day cooling-off period. If you come crawling back, I might just forgive you." She turned, linked arms with Lesley, and walked out. I took the signed divorce papers straight to the courthouse. To sell the story that my company really had gone under, I decided to play along and check out the address on that flyer. By nightfall, I was standing in a room full of male models, facing a woman with a sharp waist and an even sharper attitude.