Hellfire Club Novels & Stories

Maeve's voice broke through the silence, her eyes flicking between Aurora and me. I glanced up, meeting Maeve's gaze as I secured the straps of my heels. "I was thinking we could check out The Vault. It's in our turf, and I've heard it's got a great vibe." Aurora turned from the mirror, her lips curled into a playful smirk. "Oh, come on, Scar. Where's your sense of adventure? We should go to Club Inferno. I hear it's the hottest spot in town." I wrinkled my nose at the mention of Club Inferno, knowing all too well that it was located in the heart of Underground territory, which simply meant the possibility of running into fucking Damien Hunter.

, She said in a sickly sweet voice that made me want to gag. “Sorry but me and my MATE already have plans”, I said with the biggest and fakest smile I could muster. For a moment the innocent façade slipped but she quickly regained herself. “Oh that’s OK, I'll join you.” She invited herself. I was annoyed with her desperate effort to try and worm her way in. “Sorry Riley. It’s an Alpha, pack and Luna strictly event” I specifically said the word Luna slowly and emphasized each letter. “Oh well then you shouldn’t be there scarlet” she threw back at me.

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

Luther hesitated for a moment before Wren continued, "You can watch fireworks with her any other night, but our baby is about to be born. What if I feel pain again tonight? Luther, I'm really scared." After a long silence, Luther sighed. "Alright." "I knew you cared about me the most," Wren said. Callista stood frozen. Her gaze was icy as she watched their backs disappear down the hall. The city had buzzed with anticipation for 22 whole days, waiting for the grand fireworks display Luther had planned for her that evening at 7:00 pm. Luther knew this, but he still chose to leave her alone. Callista took out her phone and sent Luther one final message. "The surprise I prepared for you is ready

His arm stayed around my waist, firm and familiar, and I could feel his body pressing into mine like it belonged there. That grin alone was enough to make my brain melt as it was the same one from last night when he made me forget who I was. The power had shifted, and now he was the one playing with fire while I stood there burning. I should’ve known better than to start anything with someone as dangerous as Nico. He wasn’t stable. He wasn’t safe. And now I’d poked the devil, and the devil was having fun. The panic was there, real and loud, but so was the heat. And he could feel it. He could feel how much I still wanted him, and he was getting high off it.

Fake alcohol, illegal operations, sex workers, police involvement. “What the hell…” My chest tightens, because this doesn’t sound like him. Or maybe, I don’t know him well enough to say that. I scroll further, and then I see the club name. Velour Nocturne. My breath catches. “Wait…” I sit up fully now. “Clover…” She looks up. “What?” “Velour Nocturne.” Her brows pull together. “What about it?” I stare at the screen. “That’s the club we went to two days ago right?”

Hell club is a club dominated by the younger generation. There are two castes in this club. The regular caste is on the ground floor. It contains people from various professions. The upper floor—contains rich people who have many black cards. So—it can be concluded that Amel and her friends are downstairs. Besides, Amel wouldn't spend her money just for drinking. “I’m Ela, Amel’s friend at FA (Future Architect).” Ela greeted Amel’s two friends.

I asked after we were seated. “Family thing, once or twice a month—when we’re all getting along. Mostly just my dad, though. He comes here so much they know him by name.” I made mental notes about Percy all night. It got so bad at one point, Brielle asked me if I was on the DL. The last thing anybody had to worry about was me being on the DL. I loved women too much and never saw myself giving up pussy for nobody. As the night went on, I started to wonder about Brielle.

“We’re hitting the Wildfire Club. New girls, new music, no thoughts allowed. Pure, unadulterated escapism.” Escapism. Yes. That’s what I need. I need to be the person I’m supposed to be, the person who enjoys this. The person who doesn’t carry the electric memory of a forbidden touch like a secret, agonizing burn. The Wildfire Club was exactly what the name implied: loud, hot, and aggressively bright. The music was a physical force, vibrating through the soles of my shoes and up into my teeth. It was a sensory assault designed to obliterate thought. I usually loved it. I usually thrived on it.

Grandpa won’t have a reason not to pass it to dad when he retires. So, I figured I’d surprise Damian at his office. I really wanted to see what he actually did all day. Since he’s the ‘Romancer’ for the Familia, I already knew there are way too many thirsty whores circling around him, and I needed to remind everyone: he’s mine. I arrived at Heaven to Hell just after eleven. The club was closed, but all the lights were on. The place is sleek, dark and seductive. In the center was a glass display case showcasing bondage toys and high-end kink gear. Some of it looked... intriguing.