Romans & histoires Club Onyx Charlotte

Others are closed but with viewing ports. And despite myself, I grow warm… I keep looking. I find Charlotte in the dungeon. All these clubs have one, and for that matter, I enjoy similar facilities in the comfort of my own home… This one has a series of viewing windows where a crowd has assembled. Hardly surprising really. Charlotte, by any measure, is a dazzling woman. Any man and many women would want to see what comes next. She's not alone. I recognise the blond man she was with, in reception that first day I saw her.

Minus Forcing myself to compartmentalize my emotions surrounding Cricket and my chance to be with her alone tomorrow night, I followed Clutch to our destination. We pulled up to the Nine Ball just after ten o’ clock and the place was already looking pretty lively. Bikes, low riders, and vintage custom trucks filled the parking lot. The Saints, The Apex Predators, and the older clubs in town still held sway, but according to Clutch, Los Psychos, the area’s newest club, had recently gained in numbers significantly, and all but taken over this, and several other spots.

His broad shoulders completely blocked me from the crowd, his body a solid wall of muscle protecting mine until we were through the heavy velvet ropes and into the dark, pounding sanctuary of the club. Eclipse was gorgeous. It was a massive, multi-level venue with neon blue lights cutting through the darkness, leather booths, and a sprawling glass dance floor. Tonight, the only people inside were a few select teammates from the NHL team, high-ranking pack members, and our closest friends. By the time eleven-fifty-five rolled around, the atmosphere in the club reached a fever pitch. The DJ cut the heavy bass, switching to a massive, thumping baseline as a giant digital clock appeared on the f

"No wonder you said Claire Redwood was merely a stepping stone." I smiled at Charlotte. "Use all your pack network connections. Invest heavily." I paused, a playful glint in my eye. "Can I get a 'fated mate of a Nightshade Alpha' discount, considering I'm a very big client?" Charlotte slammed the table in excitement, her eyes blazing with determination. "Moon goddess, yes!" she exclaimed, already pulling up contacts on her phone. "Let's make this the biggest territory scandal of the season!"

Honey’s POV. I walk back towards the clubhouse and see the members glaring at the newcomers. I see Charlie as he stands in front of the hundred plus men and women I have recruited. He is tall, imposing and looking bored as the members of the club glare daggers at them all. “Charlie.” I call out, and he turns his head and smiles at me. Before he turns back to Lucky and looks him up and down. “She is why we are here. Remember that.” Charlie says as he points at me and walks to me with the rest of them following after him.

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."

"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