Arcadia Happy Hour Novels & Stories

Marcus leaned against the cool marble pillar on the terrace, half hidden in the lengthening shadows as the last rays of sunset bled across the city skyline. The party had mostly cleared out by now, leaving behind the soft murmur of lingering conversations and the faint clink of glasses being cleared away. From his vantage point, he had an unobstructed view of Adrian and Aria. They stood wrapped in each other near the railing, her back to his chest, his arms circling her protectively over the barely, there swell that only they knew about yet. Adrian said something low, and Aria tipped her head back in that soft laugh of hers, the one that always seemed to cut through whatever bullshit the wor

He was embarrassed of me and his squad didn't hesitate to tease him over it. Hating my life, I took the drinks from the bar closer to the most powerful squad in the Brookside Pack in the private club where they hung out once in a blue moon. "How about Alpha Jace clear this doubt?" Alpha Jace's caramel blond head snapped from his phone at Addison, his girlfriend's smirking face. "It's a dare sweetheart," the drunk girl chuckled, "I'm allowing you one night of liberty before our wedding. This lowly runt is all yours tonight."

“It’s not a big deal.” They exchange looks. None of them agree but no one argues. We play a few more games in the arcade before moving to the bowling alley. After a while my throat feels dry. “I’m thirsty,” I announce. “Let’s go grab drinks, then,” Jace says. We head back to the main area. The moment we step in, party music blasts through the speakers and alcoholic drinks are being served to everyone, along with some light snacks. Even Andrew was being handed a shot of tequila and lemon wedge. The lights also begin to dim and I look up, amazed when I see the ceiling opening up and revealing a huge disco ball.

“I can assure you that a lot of companies would pay to become a part of a Happy Club.” “A... Happy Club?” Kearn repeated. Josie chuckled and nodded. “Those who will join the club will have to provide all kinds of discounts and happy hours for the app users only. So even if there are five jewelry shops in the area, our user will most likely choose the one that gives him special treatment. Moreover, we can create special events like the local café giving away muffins to the first three hundred Happy App users who go there and buy coffee. Of course, we'd have to choose the advertisers with caution, but I believe such actions may bring significant profit.”

At least there was no question that she was loved. "Do you have your stuff packed?" Kennedy asked her. "Already in the foyer." "Then let's roll. There's a pizza at the tavern with our name on it." "Pizza is an entirely appropriate celebration for such a momentous occasion as opening a spa," Flynn declared. "Particularly in lieu of an adult beverage. Raise a slice for me." "We just had supper two hours ago," Pru protested. "That was supper. This is dinner," Ari explained, grabbing the last clementine from the bowl on the counter. "Did you miss the part where I turned into a hobbit this summer?"