Rules Stories

One minute, Clara was walking home. The next, she was gone. Kidnapped off the street by three strangers-Ezra, Silas, and Lucian-she wakes up in a mansion too perfect to be real. Every room is tailored to her. Every meal, every hobby, every word-they knew everything. And now they expect her to play along in their twisted version of a family. They wanted her. To them, Clara is the missing piece. The daughter they've been waiting for. The one they've been preparing for. Every room is made for her. Every rule is meant to shape her. And every smile hides something sick. Ezra. Calm, calculating, always three steps ahead. No matter how careful Clara is, he sees through her. Every lie. Every escape attempt. Every flicker of rebellion. Silas is distant and cold, but dangerous in his silence. Silas keeps his distance-but when he looks at her, it's like he sees straight through. And Lucian... Lucian's the gentle one.The one who brings her hot chocolate with extra marshmallows and brushes her hair. The one who says this is all for her own good. Lucian is soft-spoken and kind... almost like he wants her to believe this could be real. But it isn't. They don't want her freedom. They want her obedience. Her love. Her role. They call it family. She calls it a nightmare. But if Clara wants to survive, she might have to play along. Even if it means pretending to love her captors. _________________________________________ Author's Note: This is a story I've been wanting to post and now I've finally done it. I would really appreciate your support by voting on the chapters and by commenting, or just leaving suggestions you would like me to incorporate, I'm more than happy to read your suggestions. •Any pictures seen or used throughout this book is not mine, I used Pinterest to cultivate all my ideas. [All credit must go to the rightful owners]

I woke up in a strange room. It seemed to be designed for a proper girl, someone completely different to me. The walls were pastel blue, the bed sheets were baby blue with grey cushions and throws and the carpet was a light shade of grey. The room was decorated with little touches that made it like a little girls room such as fairy lights and small figurines. I didn't know where I was but at least I was well catered for. When I turned around I realised there was a window behind me and behind the window was another girl. I knocked hard on the window and watched her turn around. "Hi can you help me? Why I am here?" I asked. "Be careful there are cameras about! All i know is we were brought here to be the perfect girls. I'm sorry I've got to go."

This is a family with rules and regulations every one are merciless and hiding so much darkness in them.They has there princess how is hiding unbearable pain in her..

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Six strangers. One boarding house. A caretaker with rules he swears will keep them safe. They should have asked why the rules existed before they agreed to follow them. The house on the edge of the city is too large for what it costs and too quiet for what it contains. The caretaker delivers his rules at the door and disappears into the dark at the end of the hall, and by morning the rules are less comfort than they seemed, and the door at the end of the corridor is breathing, and the miniature sitting in the forbidden room has figures with faces pressed into their clay that no one should have been close enough to make. Cora has been drifting for long enough that she has stopped noticing the drift. She notices the house. She notices the bruise on her sternum that has pulsed since she crossed the threshold, shaped like a keyhole, warm in ways she cannot account for. She notices the miniature's tiny figure with her own face pressed into it with the intimacy of a mold made before she arrived. The house has forty seven names in its ledger. Eleven of them escaped. Inside these walls, nothing taken can be returned. Nothing placed inside a person comes out the way it went in. And the thing the house wants most is the one thing Cora does not yet know she has been carrying her entire life. This is not a story that flinches. It stays in the room. Count carefully. Do not open your eyes until you mean it. ©️ Relle H

They say if you love someone, you would fight for them pero... Paano ka lalaban kung mismong pamilya ang kalaban? It's a different type of pain kapag dumating sa puntong kailangan mong mamili between ang taong mahal mo o ang pamilya mo. Kung ikaw, ikaw ang tatanongin, who will you choose? Ang mga nakasama mo simula pagkabata o ang taong makasama sa pagtanda?

RULES

RULES

"Don't look away." Ethan thought it was just a glitch. A dead phone shouldn't turn on. A message shouldn't reply on its own. But when the rules appear... breaking them isn't a mistake. It's a death sentence. And something is always watching. And now... it's typing.

Ashian Channel Cambria never expected to fall in love with Rhys Jude Patrino. First, it was meant to be simple, no promises, no feelings attached-just fubu lang. But the longer they stay in each other's lives, the harder it becomes to ignore the feelings quietly taking root beneath casual nights and unspoken rules. ‎In a connection without labels, Ashian must confront the question she's avoided the most. What happens when love refuses to stay undefined?

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In a deadly century-old competition known as the Draw, royal heirs must fight in a brutal arena for the right to rule. Victory means power. Failure means death - and Prince Spade is expected to win to secure his mother's control of the throne. But Spade is unprepared for the violence of the arena, the political rivalries surrounding him, and the dangerous relationships forming around survival.

Ryder Easton has it all-wealth, charm, and a reputation that keeps people at a distance. Violet Smith has nothing to prove... except to herself. When a reckless stunt brings them together, they strike a deal: fake dating for appearances, no touching, no falling in love, no emotional nonsense. But one month of pretending isn't as simple as they thought. Every glance, every teasing word, every moment alone threatens to unravel the rules-and maybe their hearts. In a game of pride, secrets, and desire, who will break first?

She's secretly a sensitive girl who's actually fun to be around. She sees things no 16 should see and see things no soul is insane enough to believe. What is this she sees? . what does this want from her?

Ella Frost was kidnapped by Erik Lehnsherr at the age of fifteen but now he sees her as his own. The Hellfire Clubs White Princess is missing and they want her back, badly. All while Charles Xavier creates the X-Men. Set in X-Men: First Class/1962.

Jin raised his arm up, wrapping his hand around Taehyung's throat, "Kill me then...?", he could feel Jin's finger pressing against the pulse of his throat, ready to stop it. Taehyung placed his hand over Jin's, making the grip tighter, Jin gasped at Taehyung's action, "T-Taehyung you are doing too much...m-move!" "Why...?", Taehyung softened his hand, but still kept it over Jin's. "The rules...says you can't have feelings" "Really...? Are you gonna blame on the rules??", Taehyung chuckled leaning into Jin's touch that was soley to choke him...as Jin could feel Taehyung pulse increasing even more against his hand through the throat... The two candidates that could end up in the battle ring against each other. Other than them two thounds of candidate lined up, ready to step into the ring, and fight for their own morals and beliefs, their reasons. Get closer to throne, to reach the Crown. Who will win? Who will reach the Crown? Who will seat on the throne the current King is now? Do you believe in power? No the main question is, who's behind the Crown's controlling power? -------------------- Warning ⚠️: there will be sensitive contents so I already warned you before you read it and there will be abuse and more so don't attack me if there is something you don't like. A̺͆n̺͆d̺͆ a̺͆l̺͆s̺͆o̺͆ I̺͆ h̺͆o̺͆p̺͆e̺͆ y̺͆o̺͆u̺͆ a̺͆l̺͆l̺͆ r̺͆e̺͆a̺͆d̺͆ t̺͆h̺͆e̺͆ w̺͆a̺͆r̺͆n̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆ y̺͆e̺͆a̺͆h̺͆?̺͆ Book cover credit: Well kinda complicated. I don't even know myself but I edited. Also pictured that are used in the story, are not mine and cannot credit it as I have found from Pinterest. My apologies, if you know who's it from, please let me know. It's been years since I have made this story as well. So I do not know if it's from Pinterest at all? Or google? But I would appreciate if you let me know. Thanks. I will change the pictures into my own designs at some points. Please bear

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