Novel & Cerita Club Onyx Charlotte North Carolina

It is the week before Christmas, and everything has been going great. Working with the twins has been fantastic. Their new club opens tomorrow night. The whole family is invited. Darryn, Felipe, Ryan, Kane, Marcus, Kaycie, me, and all of the uncles are attending. Aunts and Laura didn’t want to go. It was supposed to open a month ago, but they had some issues with the electrician and internal design people. Darryn stepped in and found new people to get the shit done. I have to admit that they know how to name the clubs. They have named them after gems. There is Club Sapphire, Emerald, Ruby, and Topaz. The new club is named Club Opal. These girls like their jewels. Those two have so

Seven hours later, I am absolutely, comprehensively, no cap, shitfaced. Olympus is the kind of club that other clubs aspire to become. It lives in the heart of Manhattan, belongs to my family, and is large and loud and beautiful and the champagne is always cold and the music always hits different. Tonight it is draped in deep burgundy and gold for my birthday, and the whole room smells like expensive perfume and the particular quality of a night going very well.

Lucian called in that deep velvet voice. "Where exactly are you taking me?" He pressed. "We are almost there." I pointed. "Pull up here." He slowed the car to a stop outside a building that looked unremarkable from the outside. The Obsidian. One of the most exclusive members-only clubs in the city. A Dom/sub club. Lucian was completely still beside me, his hand frozen on my thigh. Then, slowly, he turned to look at me. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes...

“I really thought he loved me. Well… I’m back to singlehood, I guess. Freedom. So ladies, I need to go to the club. To drink, dance, and celebrate this breakup.” Olive sighed. “All right. If it makes you feel better.” Then she turned to me. “Would you like to come with us, Charlotte?” I hesitated. Part of me wanted to tell her I don’t do clubs. Never been to one. And I should probably head back home… I mean, to Leo’s place. I barely know them, or this city. I shouldn’t just tag along to a nightclub. Angela turned to me. “I’ll be really happy if you come with us, Char… please.”

Luna Charlotte Charlotte... I see a few pack members and leaders already lined up in front. Giovanni, Vincenzo, Andrea, Anna, Sonia, and Mia were already there. They immediately smiled upon seeing us. Giovanni and Vincenzo looked at me and smirked. I wonder if I have something stuck on my teeth or what? "Oh, Charlotte I can smell that you are nervous from a mile away," Vincenzo chuckles. "Yes, I don't know why you are nervous when Damon is the one that is supposed to be afraid," Giovanni says, laughing.

"Sure. I'll tell them at the door to expect you and that you're with me. They only let in so many single men and if they think you're by yourself, you might not get in." ***** At the Club, waiting for Ryan, I find myself a barstool, entertaining myself by people-watching as I sip at a soft drink. I like to be alert for these evenings, and I limit my wine intake. No point blurring the senses... Then I see them, the trio: Michael, James, and Charlotte. The two men flank Charlotte, who I must admit, looks amazing. She is wearing a full-length dress, halter-necked, low cut and slit to the hip. It flows and billows around her in a glitter of black and... I don't think she's wearing anything under

And then, when Charlotte was broken and alone, I would be there to pick up the pieces, to put them back together in the shape of my love. My phone buzzed, the screen flashing with a name I hadn't seen in a while. It was my old friend, Logan. I answered the call, my voice sharp and businesslike. "Logan," I said. "What can I do for you?" "Dude, where have you been?" Logan's voice crackled through the line, his tone jovial and upbeat. "We haven't seen you in ages, not since that whole Eleanor fiasco. "Come out with us tonight," Logan continued, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "We're hitting up Club Noir. It's going to be a blast. We miss you, man."

It is the best club in Serenade city and amongst the top three in all of Germany. It has everything— trending liquors, drinking parlors, baddies, pole dancers, lavish suites— you name it. The owner is Kendrick's ‘old friend’ aka Master of the Night, Leon Storm.

•• Charlotte’s POV ••• “Come on, Char. It’s my birthday today. Don't you want to accompany me?” Olivia asked as she clung to one of my arms. Olivia had been bugging me to go to the Dazzling Star Club for her birthday celebration. I kept refusing her because it had been three years since I went to a club, and I didn't know whether I’d still like the bustling scene of a club. “Charlotte..” I heard a voice in my mind.

"Why did Regina choose me? What help does she think I could offer?" ------- Later that night..... Luna stepped into the club, the pulsating music enveloping her. Club Onyx exuded exclusivity, its dark elegance a sanctuary for the elites. Inside, the dimly lit lounge pulsed with understated sophistication. Glittering disco balls, floor lamps, and pulsing strobes danced across the club, casting a kaleidoscope of light amidst the dark elegance.