Weird Laws In California Novels & Stories

Lauren and Britt don't get along. Monica followed behind me and my family in my truck to the courthouse, and once there, we all met in a separate room with my lawyer before going before the judge so Monica could review all the documents and count the money she was getting. In the state of California, it’s illegal to pay someone to adopt their child, but my lawyer found every loophole he could to make it legal to gift her that money. It basically was ‘reimbursement for medical expenses’ and the rest was listed as a ‘gift’.

I tried to take deep breaths to calm myself, but it wasn't working. "Now you are putting your dumb head to work. The age of consent in California is 18. That means, since you are 18, you can be charged with statutory rape. If you don't follow my instructions, boy, I'll make this recording public. I can even claim that you were the one who filmed her in the first place. You'll go to jail, and you can kiss your career as a soccer player goodbye." His face was plastered with a sinister grin that matched his dead eyes.

“Kam destroyed a sixty dollar bra, fifty dollar dress, and a sexy pair of panties. That’s what happened.” “Ew!” I said, and threw a pillow at her. “You go, baby sis!” Sue said approvingly. Rina shook her head. “I’m sorry I asked. Now, to business. Did you look over the stuff I sent you?” Sue nodded. “I did, and there’s not much to go on. These were written by undergrads with only the vaguest idea of what they wanted. Basically, they can’t discriminate because they have to adhere to state laws. If they use Rose’s birth against her, they could have a problem.”

“And this would…” “Supersede the pack laws. For a night. Maybe forever, if the stories are right.” Cassie’s voice softens. “I know what you’re thinking. Why bother, when the entire world will try to kill you for even considering it?” I think about Kalen, about the way he pinned me to the mossy earth and told me he didn’t care about the laws, only about what we could burn down together. “I’m thinking I’ve already broken enough laws that one more won’t matter,” I say. “What’s the catch?”

"Actually, Domina, not in California. Since I don't work sex crimes usually, I was not as familiar with incest laws as I might be. I decided to research the law given how she and Master feel about one another. It is actually possible for them to lick and suck one another without violating the law. In fact, Master can fuck her ass without violating the law. Nor does the prohibition extend to in-laws. If Domina had a sister, Master could fuck her with impunity." "You're kidding," I said. "Not kidding, Master," Rhonda said. "California Law regarding incest, Penal Code Chapter 285 was designed to prevent pregnancy which could result in birth defects if close familial relations fuck one another a

Expensive, too. Vivian smirked. "Expensive enough to ensure you never set foot in this town again. "Here’s the thing about expensive tech, Vivian," I said, tilting my head. "It leaves a digital footprint. And in the state of California, recording private sexual encounters without the consent of all parties involved—especially using hidden, invasive surveillance in a private dwelling—isn't just a 'scandal.' It’s a felony. Hartley’s smug expression faltered, just a fraction. "This is my property—

“Yeah, the way a guy in The Godfather would!” Johnny sighed. “I know everything you’re saying is right, Lily, but the fact is, she never said anything that incriminated her.” “And I’m not even sure the recording would be admissible in court,” Sebastian added. “In fact, you might even get in trouble if we brought it to the police.” “Why?!” “Wiretapping laws. If you record a conversation in California, all parties have to have knowledge and agree to it. If you do it secretly, you could get jail time.”

Uh-oh, here we go again, Leesa thought. Cali had confided to her that she made up most of her rules on the spot, and that even the genuine ones—like making friends with a really cute girl—didn't have actual numbers. Leesa wondered what Cali was going to come up with now. “When you start feeling all funny inside,” Cali continued, “it's time to get laid.” Caitlin burst out laughing. “I like that rule!”

For a smart man with looks on his side, she thought he’d be more persuasive and confident than this. “Something like that, but those groups have some laws that recognize them. This group doesn’t and you aren’t in the know, but they may not realize that. So please don’t write about any of it and don’t ask about it. It could get people killed.” Bart sounded like a broken recording, and it was frustrating Grace to no end. “Okay, a secret society of a people who aren’t considered people. What are we in the dark ages or something?” She couldn’t believe that their laws in this day and age would exclude a group of people. Heck, there were laws protecting Bigfoot even.

"It's called 'reading the law', an alternative to law school. It's how folks became lawyers in the old days. It's pretty unconventional, but some states still allow it, and California is one of them." Skylar was in a daze, and her brown eyes seemed to be perpetually caught in a flared-out state. "But I thought you wanted to be a writer." Her brother gave a defeated shrug of shoulders. "Maybe in the next life." He collected his clothes and crammed them into a backpack. "So you're just gonna give up on your dreams? Move halfway across the country just to please him?" "It's... it's the right thing to do." "For whom?! Certainly not for you! You don't want to be a lawyer!"