Bad Luck Club Novels & Stories

The club was called The Secret club. Fitting. It was a dark, loud place where people went to forget who they were and what they’d done. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, spilled liquor, cheap perfume, and pure, unadulterated desperation. The bass from the music was a constant, heavy thump in my chest, a heartbeat that was not my own.

I turn to see Lucky, the member who technically owns the club and is behind the bookkeeping of each of our legit establishments. "Don't do this brother. She needed this job." "You all fuckin' knew?" "Not me, but that don't mean I can have you scarring all the girls in here. Most of them are running from fuckers that did this to them in the past and you know it." Lucky says and that fact calms me a little.

Pox and Ember are currently assigned to search for the missing woman, namely the 22 years old Nella Jeggins, who worked for the Freak Out Club. Freak Out Club is the cheapest, loudest, and the best club found underground and across the Pinephil Stadium. Officers and detectives, including Ember, from different police departments, have confiscated narcotics in this club before but months after the court ordered to shut the place down, the club simply added “Out” to its name and re-opened its doors to entertain more wasted people.

Thank the Goddess—someone shut him down. They start roasting Jai about his dry spell since breaking up with Sadie two months ago. He’s been dying of blue balls ever since. We drink a little, eat some steak the omegas sent up, and then head to the club. The Claw is a shifter-only club on the edge of Artemis territory, popular for a reason. Between the red rooms, alcoves, and balconies, it’s basically hookup central. Not that alphas and betas-in-waiting like us can partake, but watching? Entirely allowed.

Grayson Voss I was supposed to be in a meeting with a cartel rat who thought he could play both sides. Instead, I ended up in a club that reeked of sweat, desperation, and lies. Club Delirium. Ironically named, considering it mostly caters to men trying to forget reality with vodka and silicone. I wasn’t there for pleasure. I was there because the club owner was late on his payments. And late payments in my world meant broken bones or buried bodies.

73. Bounty Hunters ~ Delmundo Club Succubus was a mixture of a bar and a sanctuary. It was the only place that sold protection in the whole of Shack Town. Maximum security was guaranteed to anyone willing to pay and a lot of people needed protection. It paid well but it was also filled with unending violence, which is why there is an underground exclusive fight club inside. I got to the entrance and rapped on the iron doors. A small square opened and wary eyes peered at Frank, then me.

My eyes grew big, “JUST…uh…how we were hoping to see something…er…” “DIFFERENT! At this club…from the others!” Joan interjected, finishing my sentence. I nodded, smiling, hoping they bought our obvious lie. Callen laughed loudly, “Oh it’s DIFFERENT alright!” I crinkled my eyebrows at that comical laugh of a comment, wondering why he said it like that. We all got out of the car and headed inside the club. It was very dark, with rooms covered in all black and accents of reds everywhere. It was very secluded and in a more remote part of the pack. Every room we walked through had the same theme. This club was a BDSM club.

Where the night life was more Lively than the Day life, making more youth creep into night life. Soon they arrived at the popular club in Town Band Bustin. The best and the hardest club to get into, especially on weekend when Greenville is most lively. “ To help you forget your misery!” Mabel pushed her forward, there got close to the bouncers and the girls walked in while Lena was pushed backwards by one of the bouncers.“ you are too young to be here! Go home” he snapped standing at the door. Lena looked sides and then back at him, “ I don't get it man, too young to be here for real?” Lena snapped back. Slightly back to half herself than she has been for months now.

CHAD May 15th 2018 I carelessly slam the door to my car, furious that my safe was broken into and no one knows anything about it. Now I'm slightly freaking out how I'm going to come up with the lease money in a week. The business has slowly started to dwindle, I have no Maddie, no Mal, Caddie and no one's seen Layla either. The entire East wing of the club is fucking cursed.

bothered me. "Isn't it too early to get drunk?" "Hasley speaks." Kate laughs. "By God, we have the morning free and sincerely we all need some drinks to process that maybe a psychopath is killing teenagers who misbehave." Behind her there were more boys and girls. Everyone was surely going. And they were those in my living room. Or so I think. "Kate, I'm ready." Lina appears and looks at me. "Does she go?" "He said it as if he disliked him." And it doesn't surprise me. "Come on, Venus, forget the problems of the past." Just relax a little - step along with us - come on. The others followed her. There were many truths. They whistled, shouted, laughed. I didn't want to go the truth. "What do