Xcx Break The Rules Novels & Stories

his jaw tightened, “…there need to be rules.” Ava’s pulse skipped a beat, but that feeling in her stomach was gone. Tristan’s eyes iced over— subtly, but noticeably. “What kind of rules?” Tristan asked. Xander’s gaze sharpened. “Simple. Clear. Non-negotiable rules.” Ava didn’t like the sound of that. Xander lifted a finger. “Rule one. Nothing happens without me present.” Tristan’s expression shifted— irritation flickering, controlled but visible. Ava swallowed. “Xander…”

"This isn't a training camp, Jaxon. This is my home now, too." "Is it?" He stepped toward me again, but this time he didn't stop until his chest was brushing against the box I was still holding. He used his height to tower over me, his shadow swallowing me whole. "You broke a rule just now, little Omega." "What? I haven't even unpacked!" "Rule Number Three," he whispered, his hand coming up to grip the back of my neck, his thumb pressing firmly against my birthmark. The spark of electricity was instant, a violent jolt that made my knees buckle. "You spoke without permission."

When I pull back, her eyes are still closed. Her lips remain parted. “There are no rules for Alphas,” I whisper. Her eyes slowly open again. “Hey,” Felix says behind us. My hand lifts without turning around. “One more word and my tongue will be busy somewhere else,” I warn. The meaning is clear. Tonight happens because I allow it. Felix pulls a face but goes back to cleaning. This time he stays quiet. “Good,” I tell him. “Be grateful I only broke one rule.” “Well… I’m not sure about that,” Zara murmurs.

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.

When she applied the stencil, her fingers smoothed over my ribs, pressing the design of wild roses and thorns into my flesh. “Look in the mirror,” she ordered. I turned. The purple lines curved beautifully along my side, following the line of my breast down toward my hip. It looked bold and dangerous. Maybe this could add an identity that had been missing from my body. Raven picked up her machine. The buzz filled the room like an angry wasp. “First rule,” she said, one hand firmly bracing my hip. “You don’t apologize for your reactions. Pain is honest. If you need to cry, cry. If you need to scream, scream. Your safeword is ‘red.’ Say it.”

I have just one rule, Jasmine. Right here and now, I froze on the soot, a bit anxious about what his rules might be. "A golden rule, that you must NEVER break.”

Win rests his hand on the Alex's knee, offering silent support. "You talked to her?" "As much as I could without becoming a creepy stalker instead of a charming stranger," Alex admits dryly before averting his gaze. Win can see that he's frustrated by the development. Also, a little angry. "The rules and the law are meant to be followed. You break them at your own peril," Win murmurs softly, falling back on the foundation of his upbringing. Alex is under no obligation to look at the situation with those particular blinders on, and he doesn't. Win wonders if they would have been so hard and fast with all the actions had they been brought up as. "The intentions behind the rule-breaking don't m

I watched him tense, watched the decision form in his golden True Alpha eyes. "No," I said, knowing what he was about to do. "Xavier, don't." But he was already moving. Xavier leaped over the barrier, entering the arena in a blur of motion. He tackled Malakai mid charge, driving the vampire away from Luna. "Xavier, no!" the Oracle shouted. "You've broken the rules. Forfeit!" Ravencrest's laughter echoed across the arena. "The True Alpha shows his impulsiveness. How delightful." Xavier stood, positioning himself between Malakai and Luna. "I don't care about your ancient traditions or your trials. My friends are dying. Forfeit be damned."

Walking towards the reception, I noticed my good friend, Kimberly Law 'Kim' for short, hastily talking to someone and taking notes. I went to her and said, "Hey Kim." She ended her call and huffed, "Cici, I need to get laid.” "What?" I frowned. Yes, only Kim can think of getting laid in such a tense atmosphere. "Yes, all this pressure is getting to me; I need a release, Cici. You know I didn't even have time to touch up my makeup today." She purred like a cat in her English accent, looking all seductive and needy.

“No name. No crown. Only vengeance.” “And when he walked, the earth stirred. The dead listened. And the tyrants felt fear for the first time.” “So I ask you, little one— Who rises when history forgets? Who dares when even gods stay silent? The answer will come. And when it does...” “The Rule will break.” *** “When kingdoms fall, the earth remembers. When tyrants rise, the wind listens. But when the forgotten return— The sky holds its breath.” --- Synopsis: