Tom Riddle Rule 34 Novels & Stories

Cute. Maxwell stole a glance at me, that annoying lazy grin I’d always wanted to wipe off, still on his face. He turned back to Ethan and spoke. “But she’s a girl. It would be a bit unfair you know.” “I don't need anyone’s pity. I’ll compete.” Glaring at Maxwell for trying to discriminate me making him raise his arms in mock surrender. “Sorry. Was looking out for you.” I huffed, let go of the Unicorn, and turned to Ethan, who always sat back and watched me go back and forth with Maxwell. “Any rules?”

I couldn't fight the urge to roll my eyes, the rules were becoming more absurd than the last. Rule 8: Party B shall not engage in any behaviour or activity that could potentially tarnish the reputation of Party A's company or family name. This includes causing a public scandal, saying something controversial, or behaving badly. Rule 9: Party B shall not, under any circumstances, develop romantic feelings or fall in love with Party A. Any breach of this rule shall result in immediate termination of the contract, and Party B shall forfeit all rights and privileges granted herein. I couldn't help but laugh, tears welling up in my eyes at the absurdity of falling for Mr. Harrison.

Jumping on the bed, Vincenzo took a seat and put the gun away. "Since you are my wife already, there are four rules that you need to follow: Don't spy over me. Rather, you can choose to ask me questions. Don't demand an answer when I don't want to. No one should touch the things in this room, except you and me. Don't ever lie to me. Did you get it?" He asked. "Yes…ss." Rachel stammered. "And yes… avoid stuttering while you answer or I will rip your tongue off. Got it?"

Always the first to walk into hell. The screen above lights up and the rules of the castle get displayed. I had seen it before so I looked away but froze when I saw the fourth rule. There have always been three rules to Dracula’s castle and I knew them at heart. The first rule was no swearing in the castle. Deadies that swear inside the castle get terminated asap. Even swearing in your mind was forbidden. What can I say? The count was a petty son of a bitch. The second rule was don’t look into mirrors. The third rule forbids deadies from hiding in the shadows for more than a minute or they become shadow fiends. I stare at the new rule for a moment. I don’t know what to make of it. The rule s

“Christian told me. Everyone tells me. It’s not new.” She blinks, slightly taken aback, before holding out a crisp set of stapled papers. “Right. Well... here are the rules. Mr. Christian likes things—” “Rules?” I didn’t—wait. Now that I remember it, I actually heard Christian talking about rules, though I didn’t pay attention because... that shit in front of him didn’t let me. I grab the papers quickly, my eyes scanning the top line before I even process the rest. Do not leave the estate without permission. Curfew: 9:00 p.m. Phone on at all times. Never go to the top floor. No visitors. Don't this, don't that, don't, don't, don't...

Ava’s POV There were only a few rules I lived by in college. Rule number one? Never fall for a jock. It wasn’t just a personal preference. It was survival; I had to avoid them in order to do well. I had seen too many smart girls throw away their GPA for a 6'0 something guy with biceps, a quarterback playboy and a bad attendance record. Not me, no way, I'll never do that, that's how I survived my first year in Westbridge University, and I'm not going to break that rule in my second year.

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.

There is a line of masked people waiting to get in. "There are the rules." Liam points to a poster on the brick wall. It reads, Rule One - Death or lasting harm must be consensual Rule Two - Don't intervene Rule Three - Do what you're told Rule Four - Don't ignore the safe word The third one gives me chills. I can't imagine all of the terrified girls that roll through here. Liam looks down at me. His eyes make my heart skip a beat. "Last chance to turn around Nara."

“Okay. Six, Never miss his match and always there in every inter or intra school games. She must not be shy She must smile and hold hands She must put effort to make him the best player with her photography club team and feature him in magazine and school activities She must support his team and She must do everything to bring down Elliot's team by opening an anonymous account to bring Elliot down after he manipulated her.” My eyes widened and I wanted to feel pity but I remembered all he had done so I clenched my jaws. “I like that one.” Now, reading the ‘Rules we mustn't break. “We don't have to make love anywhere that isn't school unless it's in front of both our parents. Must not develop

I forced myself to stay composed and not fall under his magnetic pull, which always made my heart tremble. Just seeing him there made me want to cry. I missed him, but I couldn't show it. "Why did you get rid of Marva?" I asked bluntly. Alexei didn’t answer right away. He finished the water in his glass, sighed, and stared at me. He gestured toward the couch, ordering me to sit down. I obeyed carefully. "Anna, anyone who breaks Bastorin's main rule must leave," he said in a calm but cold tone. "Especially if they endanger everyone else here."