18+ Club Novelas e Histórias

Dad asks. I smile brightly, making sure to meet Jay’s gaze. He’s certainly looking at me now. My tummy flutters when I see his clenched jaw, and his eyes shoot fire at me. I toss my head defiantly. “Yeah, I'm meeting some of the squad at this club right down the street. It’s eighteen and up night. Don’t worry. I don’t have a fake ID, so there won't be any drinking.” My dad nods, accepting my answer. “Okay, Laylabug. Call if you need us.”

We arrived at the club at 7 pm. I could already see the line of men waiting for it to open. I have to admit that these two run these clubs right. None of the girls that strip can be under 21. The waitresses have to be 18 or older. There is a strict no-touching policy unless the girl says that it is ok. They treat the girls well and most work there full-time and receive full medical and dental insurance. They have a variety of women that work for them.

Regular alcohol is not strong enough to have any great impact on werewolves, so we often see clubs offer something specific to our tastes. The laws were also slightly different at the Club. Because it is werewolf run, it falls within the guidelines that those of us who are 18 and above can access the Club as werewolves. Humans must follow the human guidelines – mind you they do not know the difference. For Lily, our friends and myself we would be good to go.

Ashley asked. “What are we doing tonight?” “We’re going to a club. Because wolves take a little bit more to drunk than human’s, the club in town is open to everyone older than 15. So we’re going out and getting drunk and you don’t need to worry about getting in trouble because you’re only 17.” She explained. “Yeah. It really explains how much my father drinks for him to be a complete drunk his whole life.” I say. “Yeah. He must have drunk straight from the bottle and had several bottles on hand.”

He commanded with a strict tone. "Yes Sir," The girl walked out and Ryan scoffed in disgust. 8:25 PM [club twenty strip] Shelby was sitting on the bar stool taking shots. She kept drinking after drinking till she got drunk. The club she was in was mainly for people who loves clubbing and strippers. The club got so so many naked girls and boys going their stuffs to get money. The club was strictly 20+, a club where the rich catch fun. The club was running illegally with prostitutes and naked strippers

I’m not sure what that is about, but not long after Aldo went backstage, then came out with a leather jacket and guitar case before leaving. “Nova? Are you even listening?” Chantelle chimes with a slightly impatient look on her face, but mischief in her eyes. Now that she has my attention she continues” We were just talking about how the night is still young and there is a club just down the street that is 18+, we should be able to get you in since they aren’t overly strict and most of us are 18 or have fake Ids that say we are over 18.” I agree and we all walk a block to the club. I don’t bother looking at the sign as I am still feeling like I am in a dream world. Outside the club I don’t

"I get the audition?" "Yes. As long as background checks and everything else come out clean, yes. Also, we follow a strict set of rules in my clubs. No drugs, no sex with the clients, and since you're still underage, no drinking, even if it's offered to you by a guest. I make no exceptions. If any of my girls break my rules, they are fired immediately." I nodded quickly. "No worries about that at all. I don't drink or do drugs and I have a boyfriend, so that's a non-issue."

Her true mate could be any one of them, but she would have to shift first for them to find out. They finished off at the restaurant and Calypso was shocked to find out that that wasn’t it for the night. The friends were really going all out and they were taking her to a club. Despite her and Cassidy being the youngest at seventeen, because of who they were with, they were allowed access. It was a werewolf club anyway, so as long as you were over sixteen, you were allowed in, unlike at human clubs. ‘This is crazy!’ she thought to herself.

Ally's POV "Are you sure about this?" We were in front of an underground club. Not just any club—a sex club. First off, my parents would kill me if they found out their twenty-one-year-old daughter wasn't in her dorm room at nine in the night. Then they would resurrect and flay me alive if they found out I was at a freaking sex club instead. "Come on, babe," Justus chuckled, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "It'll be fun,"

she said, as bubbly as she is. "I got it. I didn't think that you would have a friend over," he looked over at me and I moved my gaze to Cris. "My bad," she replied. "Oh, Elona and I are going out to the club tomorrow, so don't wait up for me." "No, you are not allowed to go to a club and this is your first time. Do you know what type of sick guys there are?" he scowled at her. "Dad, we are going, we are eighteen. Let us live," she responded.