Club Dead Novels & Stories

“Then, club tonight?" "Yeah,"

Fallout arrived immediately and mercilessly, like a match struck in dry grass. By mid-morning both clubs had issued bland, boilerplate denials that fooled no one. Westbridge’s statement was pure corporate speak: “The sighting was a professional courtesy visit between former colleagues. The club has no further comment on personal matters.” Ostin City’s was shorter, sharper, colder: “Coach Vale’s movements are not subject to public scrutiny. All focus remains on the current season and squad performance.” The words were polished, rehearsed, and meaningless. Fans weren’t buying it.

"You will not believe this!" Calla frowned. She had not even gotten the chance to dry her hair. "What now?" "This! It's all over the internet." Rina said and leaned closer, shoving the phone in Calla's face. "The club we went to last night? It's shut down. Gone!" Calla furrowed her brows, taking the phone from her. "What do you mean shut down?" "Exactly what I said. The news says it's permanently closed and the licenses are revoked. Can you imagine? One of the biggest fûcking clubs in the country, gone in one night."

Declan brings up, "and has been somewhat bizarre from that point onward." I take the primary nibble of my homemade breakfast, delighting at the pleasantness I'm at last ready to enjoy. Regardless of how irritating Liam might be, I feel fortunate that things have turned out along these lines. "We should not discuss Oliver," Declan excuses after a long, off-kilter quietness, "educate her regarding the club, Sebastian." "Better believe it," I concur, "what club?" "We own a dance club in the city called Twilight. It is quite possibly of the best club you will track down anyplace in the state," Sebastian says, "and it is additionally the way that we bring in our cash."

The man in charge the club refused to kneel. "You've got the guts huh?" The troublemaker laugh goodly and there was a cold glint in his eyes. Suddenly he kick the man heart on his knees. Snap! Crackkk" that was the sound of a bone cracking. The man in charge of the club howled in pain. He couldn't stand up properly anymore and fell to his knees. "Look, you ended up kneeling anyway. Right?" "So the underground circle of Eastblue city made up of you lousy idiots? Forget about doing business! You're all so embarrassing!"

Clive Kregar and others who were kneeling got up and stood by Joe's side. Max felt a chill as the morale and unity seemed to dissipate. "You dare to disobey my father? Aren't you afraid he'll kick you out of the Lions Club?" Rory threatened angrily. "We have no relation with the Lions Club anymore!" Clive, who had been humiliated, spoke first. Max's face turned ashen, his worst fears realized. Clive, still feeling guilty, quickly lowered his head. Joe stepped forward, "Chairman, you've already announced the dissolution of the Lions Club today. We stayed out of old loyalties. Now, we are leaving."

"The club wouldn't come alive till midnight." "This is why I said you shouldn't come along. The fight is one of the biggest they've had in months, so they're closing the club today. You can't even disguise as a clubber if hell breaks loose." Adonis complained. "Guess I'll be going as your manager then." "Fine! Have it your way." He grumbled, stalking out of the room. "I can't wait to see how this pans out." My father mumbled under his breath, and pointed two fingers at my eyes, then back at him.

"Guy, as it stands right now, I'm not okay" "Yeah, I know, Clara called, she's in town, and I know you two don't agree." "She's a bitch and I can't let her near my kids, by the way where are you? Its so loud over there." "Oh, yeah, I know you don't like stuff like this, but you got to come over and drink it out, the pain Clara caused, there's a new club in town. ELLAS. "You know, I don't go to such places" I said with a groan.

Members only. I know what club he's talking about. I've heard whispers—Callum's teammates, late-night conversations I wasn't supposed to overhear. A place called Lux. Underground. Invite-only. The kind of place where NFL players go to disappear for a night, where everything is off the record and nothing leaves the building. And Caleb is taking some other girl there tonight.