Blue Eyes Night Club Novels & Stories

I softly thanked him and hung up. The courier had arrived. The packed gifts were loaded onto their truck. Soon, these things would return to his hands. In a few days, Mark and the others would come to Silverbrook Haven. When the ring is returned to me, Those years of young, foolish dreams Will end just like that. From then on, we'll each head toward different lives. Henry got drunk at a business cocktail party. He stumbled out of the washroom. He heard Eleanor on the phone. "That's great, darling, I'm flying to Silverbrook Haven tomorrow."

Selena pulled out her phone and called a friend. “Bestie, Blue is here. Do you want to taste him? We’re at the Music Club right now. Come as fast as you can,” Selena said. Katleya’s eyes widened at what she heard. She recognized Selena’s voice. She had been inside the Music Club bathroom, crying her heart out. She never expected to cross paths with Blue there again.

“Hey! How dare you try to claim my place as best friend?! Are you looking for a fight?” All eyes are now on feisty Anya as she glares at Jack and the two seem to be in a stalemate. “I will challenge you for it. First to pass out drunk loses.” “Game on!” Angel smacks herself with the palm of her hand and shakes her head. “You had to mention partying longer. I hope you don’t regret this in the morning.” She looks to me with a smirk and I chuckle. “Bring it on.” We head to the Blue Nile Club. Even though it is a Wednesday the club is busy and generally tends to stay open until the early hours.

THERE WAS A long queue at Blue Ocean club, Lekki Phase 1. The nightclub was a very popular nightspot among Unilag students. An unending line of people were jostling and peering along the lines towards the doors. Two huge bouncers guarded the entrance, a smug look plastered on their faces. Loud thumping music emanating from the club filled the air.

He stood near the edge of the dance floor, a tall and commanding presence, like a lone statue amidst a swirling tempest of movement and music. The dim, kaleidoscopic lights played tricks with shadows across his chiseled features, lending an air of mystery to his cold demeanor. His dark hair was impeccably styled, falling just above his sharp, angular jawline. But it was his eyes that held my attention captive. Ice-blue orbs, as frigid as a winter's night, scanned the crowd with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. They seemed to pierce through the joyful facade of the club, as though searching for something.

By the end of the night, I know I will have another three or four guys doing the same while my mom tried to get me to dance with all of them. “Can I get you a drink?” He offers, and I nod slightly. He doesn’t even ask me what I want and walks away to the bar. I look around the room and suddenly I find those blue eyes that have been appearing in my dreams every night. The blue eyes that saved me that night. Dash.

Rune About A Month Later Rubbing my hands over my temples, I tried to block out the din surrounding me, the strobing lights hurting my eyes, but I’d promised my friend I would come out tonight while the kids were at their sleepovers for the weekend. The nightclub, Verve, had different colored strobe lights to complement the loud music, and thrashing bodies filled the dancefloor to the brim, all moving to the hypnotic beat that was pumping through the numerous speakers that I’d seen spaced strategically around the large open area.

They’re working for Bryce, but hey, I’m just going to have fun here. “Bluest Flame” by Selena Gomez and Benny Blanco is playing and making the crowd go hard. It’s not even late yet, but it’s already a mess here. Everywhere I look is the exact definition of chaos, and none of these people give a single fuck. They’re all minding their business. Some were drinking, dancing, flirting, and kissing. Erotically grinding; body to body as if there’s no tomorrow. My ass suddenly doesn’t know where to go. I’m rooted to where I’m standing and just admiring the mess of a place this club is.

Inside a lavish and rich soundproof VIP room on the second floor with an inside plan of Silver, Cobalt blue and light pink. Encountering nightlife in the most well known club in Blue City, a woman Sarclet Williams was half-resting on a chaise longue, shaking a glass of red wine in her grasp with her two fingers connected to her lips. "For what reason am I abruptly feeling bleary eyed?" Sarclet said in her sedated State! She squeezed herself to attempt to keep herself conscious however she proved unable. She has gone through hours investigating the evening.