Xcx Break The Rules Novels & Stories

Blake's pov ​I run my fingers through my hair and wince as the tequila burns my throat. ​My chest heaves in the quiet study. A virgin? I never touch virgins. It is my strict rule, and Jack knows it. ​I should know the moment I slide into her. I should recognize the tightness, the way her body clamps shut, and the panic in her tear-filled eyes. But I convince myself she is just nervous. ​Then comes her sharp, agonizing scream.

"We're making ten rules," Xavier said, "Rule number 1: No matter how angry we are at each other our favorite ice cream should solve the problem." "Good. That way I wouldn't have to be all depressed about your mood swings," I said giggling. "Hahaha very funny," he mocked, "your turn to make up a rule." "Okay so rule number 2: We should be happy for each other's successes," I said smiling. "Good one," Xavier praised, "Rule number 3: If you are doing something you can't tell your best friend about then you shouldn't do it."

Look away, cupcake. Do not say Ryder Dane’s name. Do not— I stopped reading. There were thirty rules, where about twenty of them were about Ryder and how he belonged to Chrissy. “What other supposed rule did I break?” Chrissy lifted a hand and stabbed a finger over rules 9 and 10. No talking or touching Ryder Dane. “Well, come to think of it. You broke three.” “You are literally the most unhinged person I’ve met.” And that was saying a lot, as I’ve dealt with my fair share of crazy. “And you really expect everyone to follow these dumb rules?”

‎Because now, there are no rules. No limits. ‎No mercy. ‎I will find them. ‎I will break them. ‎And when I do, they will beg for death long before I allow it.

You kissed me and broke the rule, I touch you and broke it as well, we are both fucking idiots" I lose myself, and yell out. My vision gets blurry, and I feel tears gathering round.. Helplessness, pain, tiredness...so this is how it feels like?. I blinked my eyes to stop the tears from flowing down, before looking back at him. "So am saying this today Mr. Xavier Steel, I would leave your room" His eyes arching up, he tried moving to me, but I backed away. "We'll stay our separate ways like how the marriage is meant to be, even though we are leaving under the same roof..." The words leaving my lips, I get out of the bed, before turning around to leave, but my legs stops halfway and I turned b

when I can not sleep. But this feels like winning. This feels like a man in scrubs, in a hallway, in a hospital, bumping my shoulder, in the small, specific, very specific way that is the entire thing. I think: Discreet is going to be the hardest rule we have ever broken. I think: we are going to break it constantly. I think: I am going to be a person who breaks rules. I am going to be a person who breaks rules with this man. To be continued...

I dropped the question on my mind. Khione suddenly paused and pulled me roughly to stand in front of her. “You don’t listen, do you? There’s a reason for each rule and believe me when I say those who broke rule number 3 had never lived to tell the tale. They never make it out alive and I mean never!” I gulped! I was fucked, wasn’t I? To be continued

Further, whereas Bella naturally glanced at Dave, she deliberately ceased this action upon noting the situation. However, Marcus found difficulty in erecting his body from his feet. Mad sparkling characterized his features. He attacked. But first, she behaved instinctively without taking the opportunity to think about it. She placed herself between them, her hand locking around Marcus' arm as it swung. Her form was filled with power. She was a hybrid: the power of her nature responded to her instincts. There was a sickening crack. Marcus shrieked in agony when his bone broke out of Bella’s grasp. Bella threw Marcus away without difficulty, and the latter hit the row of lockers with a thud, d

But Lucas, as if consumed by rage, grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the glass coffee table. The sharp sound of shattering glass, accompanied by Lilith’s scream, echoed through the room. Shards of glass flew everywhere, cutting into Lilith’s face. Blood gushed out, staining her clothes red. Her brother rushed forward to save her, only to be met with a brutal punch to the temple from Lucas. He groaned, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then laid still. That punch took his life instantly. Lucas stood in the wreckage of the living room, letting out low, chilling growls.

he said before Asher popped his mouthpiece in and he hopped into the ring. There were no rules in these fights, beside don't kill each other but if someone died it wouldn't be first time that happened. I watched as Alex jumped around the ring egging on his opponent. It worked and he struck first and that is all that it took because then Alex laid into him and landed punch after punch while the guy got maybe in two in before he went down and was out cold. The crowd got even louder as Alex danced around taking his victory like ego driven fool he was. I turned to Luca, "let's get a drink while we wait for this fool to come down from his egotistical high."