Club Onyx Dallas Tx Novels & Stories

Beverly commented with a wide smile. He let go of her hand. “You don’t know the half of it, darling. And who is this blonde cutie?” “Joanna,” she whispered and raised her hand like it was a wet noddle. He chuckled and kissed it quickly. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to bite unless you ask.” They all chuckled as Joanna blushed. “I’m glad I bumped into you, Selena,” he began. “I own a club called The Oasis.” “That’s the most happening club in the city,” Beverly said with excitement.

They were accepted in the club on the condition that they kept the peace. Phoenix’s Claws was the largest wolf–owned club in the Red Light district. Under Cathy’s management, it was flourishing far better than any of the clubs in the area and Cathy was beginning to think about extending the establishment into hotels and resorts. She was so occupied by her plans for the club that she almost passed the exit that would take her to the Red Light district and was lucky enough to arrive just in time to see the delivery guys bringing trucks of drinks for the opening later that night.

Scar The Oak Club is the most exclusive invitation-only club on the planet. More exclusive than Bohemian Grove. More exclusive than the nuclear bunkers under the White House. It sits at the end of a long, private driveway, hidden behind high concrete walls lined with crushed glass and dotted by security cameras. Men in dark suits wander the scrubby grounds between the public world and the private oasis beyond. The scrubland gives way to a gorgeous ocean of green grass, shrubs, flowers, and trees, with the club itself in the center of all that gorgeously manicured plant life.

[CYRUS POV] Some hours later we were pulling in front of onyx night club, a long queue stretched towards the street people waiting in line to get in. The bouncers straightened the moment they recognized us immediately parting the velvet ropes. “Good evening Mr Jefferson, Dr kane”, they greeted respectfully I gave a brief nod as we stepped inside The atmosphere was lit, music thundered through the massive space, light flashing rhythmically across the dancing floor. Ben let out a whistle “Damon really outdid himself this time” he said as we made our way to the VIP area Damon stood waiting near the stairs, a drink in hand, his signature grin in place

is all I get from Grant, as he moves to lean against the seat, his eyes closing. Tonight we are meeting Tony and Alex over at one of our clubs, Ambrosia. It’s one of our favorite clubs we own. The staff are great and the VIP lounge magnificent, only the elite get access into that area. Our club is so popular we even have an RSVP list and if you're not on the list you're not allowed in.

Lia stared at the screen, heart pounding so hard she thought it might break through her ribs. "Blocking me won't work, sweetheart. We need to talk. Tomorrow. The Onyx Club. 8 PM. Don't make me come find you." The Onyx Club. Lia had heard whispers about that place. Underground casino and club downtown. Where rich people went to do illegal things. Drugs. Gambling. Worse. She'd never been there. I would never go there. Except now Caspian was telling her to show up. She should ignore it.

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.

"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.

She rubbed her hands as she inhaled sharply, she was dressed in a simple blue jumpsuit. "Come on in.." Xander invited as they all walked into the club. The music was loud and pulsing, and the lights were flashing in every direction. People were laughing and dancing, and the whole place was alive with energy. Layla was overwhelmed as she looked around. This was her first time visiting a club. She could tell this was no ordinary club, judging from the people she saw. They were all rich folks everywhere. Xander led them to a quiet corner and Nolan went to sit down immediately, he brought out a packet of cigarettes from his pockets which he began to descend on.

I felt a gentle tug on my wrists and found Diandra giving me an impatient look,little did she know,my life turned three sixty degree and I hold no jocund memory of this place as youth of the city calls it the 'heaven of youngsters'. "Club Blue Stone" I read the name of the club illuminating in bold alphabets.A never ending line of boys and girls were swarming over the bulky bouncers to give them an entry where the board they placed clearly showed they are already packed for the night. My driver parked the car in the backside of the club as per Dalliah's instructions.She told me we didn't need an entry pass as the club is owned by none other but Damien. I lethargically trailed behind an over