Gacha Club Heat Novels & Stories

Sebastian's POV I find myself in the VIP section of my latest club, having a conversation with Michal regarding business, especially concerning who is chasing after Shelly and where the mysterious Chase can be found. The club is already quite successful. We anticipated that it would draw in a fresh group of young adults, in addition to our existing clients on the payroll. As I talk with one of our members, Michal suddenly shouts, 'Hot damn,' causing me to turn and see what has caught his attention

Jordan Heat coils low in my stomach like a live wire. I can’t remember the last time someone stripped me down past every line I’d drawn and left me trembling in my own skin. Quincy—Preppy—is on his knees, and I’m watching him, barely breathing. Every sound that leaves him sounds like a prayer and a dare at the same time, and it hits me somewhere I don’t have words for.

🔞 ♠️ #BLACK_ACE ♠️ 🔞 ♠️ Chapter 1 ♠️ #OMNISCIENT_POV HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! Cheerful sounds of laughter echoed inside the Xstacy club which is known to be one of the most exclusive and the most ᙭- rated clubs in Abuja.

"Not a match. Not a fight. Just reaction. Fast feet, reflexes, positioning. Today you're not watching the movement. You're watching the person." "Who is it?" Lennox asked, suspicion lacing his tone. "Guy from a Madrid club," Marcus answered. "Arrived two days ago with his coach. Offered to jump in if we had a slot. Today, we have one." Lennox asked no more. He stood up.

She never accepted the rejection, like a little bitch, and now Ghost and me are reaping the consequences. Club Infinity is an exclusive club I own. The club is located only a short distance from the pack, in the middle of the nearest human city. At first, I considered creating the club strictly for supernaturals, a place where we can be ourselves, without having to worry about the humans. Then, I realized I could make something the humans would die to go to. And our pack is located on the outskirts of a college town with a military base. We are always having human military and college students attend and it brings in a shit ton of revenue. So, instead of an all-supernatural bar, I opted for

Blake The clubhouse was loud that night, the kind of loud that seeped into your bones. Laughter, music, bottles clinking, boots stomping to songs that never made it to the radio. For most people in here, it was comfort—a second home built on chaos. For Lucy, though, it was a battlefield. I could see it in every twitch of her shoulders, every dart of her eyes.

However, something deep within me tells me that he is not alone in the force in harbouring such desires. Every officer is aware that on the 17th of each month, the local gang club holds an auction for its newly trafficked girls. If you pay for access to the platinum service, you are urged to act out your wildest fantasies with no restrictions, no documentation, and the assurance that you will always be protected under their jurisdiction. And everyone is baffled as to why crime is at its peak on the 17th of each month following 4 p.m. A rap at the door pulls me out of my tormented past. I run my hands over my summer dress as I take one last look at myself in the mirror and open the door.

he said "Next question. What's the code for the weapon vault?" Easy! Whip-cream, girls and money....955. Count the letters in the word! Only Geovanni would think of putting such a code! "You think they'd tell me something like that if they don't tell me about the lab?" I asked fiercely He stiffened a little. Keep going Royalty! "Point taken." he said "They own a club and we've been trying to find them. Which club is it?" Eeeassssyyyy! Aquaria Club Galaxy!

23% ------ Rank 7 - Clan Gaia (189.01 B) Change - 5.4 B | -23.23% ------ Rank 8 - Sun Eagles (188.39 B) Change - 3.9 B | +7.23% ------ Rank 9 - Nefarious Legacy (187.22 B) Change - 3.1 B | -1.23% ------ Rank 10 - Bone Wolves (180.39 B ) Change - 1.1 B | -15.23%

Thank the Goddess—someone shut him down. They start roasting Jai about his dry spell since breaking up with Sadie two months ago. He’s been dying of blue balls ever since. We drink a little, eat some steak the omegas sent up, and then head to the club. The Claw is a shifter-only club on the edge of Artemis territory, popular for a reason. Between the red rooms, alcoves, and balconies, it’s basically hookup central. Not that alphas and betas-in-waiting like us can partake, but watching? Entirely allowed.