Club Penguin Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Leo POV. “Tell me why we are here again?” I shout over the loud pumping music as I try to get my mate’s to tell me again why we are here in a strip club stroke nightclub called Lust. “Because it is recommended and besides, there is no harm is looking. You seem to be enjoying the sight.” My mate, Jake says as he squeezes my hard cock through my jeans. I groan out when the most beautiful scent wafts towards us. Myself, Jake and our other mate Gabriel all sniff the air.

Clara's POV "What do you mean my father?!" He yelled as he gripped my shoulders, I yelped as I felt his claws digging in, from my side eye, I could see fur popping out of his skin. "I- It's a long story." "Clara what exactly happened!!?" "I'm sorry! It was a mistake! I didn't know, I was just wandering -" "And you found yourself in the dungeon? Underground???" I bit my lower lip and looked down. "I didn't know, I'm sorry."

She’s not alone; two of her friends trailed behind, laughing too loudly, scanning the section like they owned it. “Marion,” she purrs, pressing a kiss to my cheek before sitting too close. I leaned back, letting her talk, but my eyes flicked past her, restless. She doesn’t listen to instructions. The night unfolds in flashes of neon and liquor. Cyprian is already flirting with one of Paula’s friends. Mikhail is on the phone, half-distracted, half-smiling. And then, the energy shifts, sharp and dangerous, like a bomb is about to go off in the middle of the club.

The sun is setting soon and I thought we were going to the club, but he is in such a state that I don’t think he would like babysitting me, so I sigh and ask if I can call it a night and head back to the packhouse. I know the name of the club and have seen it. I’ll check it out and get the feel for the place myself then I can feed him my thoughts and ideas. I get dolled up, nice and sexy in the sexy vinyl dress and some platform thigh high boots. I put my liquid vinyl lip gloss in Vixen Red on my lips and grab my little clutch then call for a ride before heading down to the ground level I run into Beta Emilio on my way out the door and smile, wink and wave. The club is easy to find and teemi

Patrick excitedly said to the stubby-legged cat that seemed to enjoy Patrick’s company. Pierce distracted himself by fixing a light meal for Arianna. Pierce had barely placed the grilled cheese in the pan when his phone rang. He ignored it once he saw that Stella was calling, yet she continued to call. “Hello?” “Just so you know, I’m suing that sorry-ass excuse of a club for emotional distress and for wrongfully terminating my membership!”

Siren’s POV I don’t wait for an explanation, for an apology, for anything. I just run. Out of the club, past the light of the building and the hum of voices, feet slamming concrete until my lungs burn and the cold night air claws at my throat. The Dom had slid his hand up my thigh, whispered something filthy, and I’d shut him down, hard. Walked out ready to breathe, ready to think… and saw her. Some blonde club bunny perched in Echo’s lap like she fucking belonged there, his hands on her waist, that smug little smirk on his face like he’d already forgotten I existed.

Ava and Eve clinked their glasses and squealed in excitement before downing their drinks in one go. Their loud noises attracted the attention of the people around them at the club. All kinds could be found there, thugs, criminals, whores, and so on. Both twenty-one, they had made a pact with each other that after their final exams, they will both take the risk of partying at The Fantasy Club which was rumored to be dangerous. Ava's phone soon began to ring. She took it out of her pocket and when she saw the caller, said, "shoot, it's Damon. If he knows I'm at The Fantasy Club, he will go bananas."

“It’s just one night… we will get drunk and high, renew our friendship and that’s it, then we talk about how to get our dear Pascal and Katherine together. “You will help me?” Pascal asked, his voice filled with interest and curiosity. “Why not!” Tahlia confirmed, looking at grinda to support her. Grinda nodded in agreement also, he chuckled loudly at them. “Club it is!” He shouted, jumping and repeating the same word, as he hopped around his parlour in excitement and Renewed energy. The two ladies peeked at each other, they didn’t need to talk to understand themselves. They had just promised him what they knew they wouldn't be able to accomplish, nobody could change the Alpha’s mind.

She reached for Piper, and, with Piper kicking again, we all pushed toward the surface. Movement brought my attention down to the depths beneath us. And there, I saw the shape of merfolk man with a massive fish tail, rushing toward us – toward Piper. As he came closer, I recognized him as that asshole prince from the merfolk ball. The one who had tried to make moves on Piper, and then wouldn’t listen to her rejection. This asshole had already tried to take something that didn’t belong to him, and now he was trying to take Piper’s life? My inner wolf howled in raged, his anger rising in tandem with my own. My fingers curled, my claws breaking through my skin.

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