Hellfire Club Novels & Stories

Claire Henderson was just tidying her desk, she'd had a reasonably quiet afternoon considering that she was the go-to woman for several high profile people. She had uploaded a couple of photos and a link for an interview for an up and coming singer who had just won a national competition. She had spoken to the social media assistant who worked for her firm and who was in charge of the Facebook profile of one of the biggest British heartthrob actors Sebastian Drake and had a conversation with a detective from Scotland Yard over a woman who was stalking him.

His ego can't take that much damage. "I would also like to make an announcement. For those who can inform me as soon as any rumor or news leaks out that this club will be sued or shut down will be enjoying a lifetime membership with us. All drinks, women and drugs you name it. I'm willing to pay if the price is right." Then the people in the club howled like wolves. The banging noise resumed and instead of going home Quinn partied with them til dawn. While Hedley went ahead with Hailey on his back still buzzed out.

Shaun did not have the courage to pretend to be ignorant anymore, so he hastily revealed his origins. Zayn’s understanding of clubs grew deeper after hearing Shaun’s story. The so-called club members were akin to people from another world compared to ordinary people. However, their ideology was not considered too far-fetched for a fighter like Zayn. Zayn felt rather surprised to learn that Shaun was not from the big four. He came from a club known as the Gelion-Hasterism. Zayn had a peculiar expression when he heard the name of the club. Why did Order of the Solar Temple sound like a name from the fantasy stories?

MAY 2017 Crowded at the last event held at CLUB 20 Tokyo Japan. This is the last performance of the three for Ongaku Company which is their first Agency. It wasn’t a big event and it was just an ordinary performance for three. But as their contract ends here, they want it to be a nice and orderly performance. "The 80's to 90's night here at Club 20 Tokyo Japan!" Exclaimed Manager Maichael. "KAMPAI!" Lucifer said and cheered as well as Azza and Phoenix. "Cheers to forever young! Happy Birthday Phoenix!" Azza shouted and just wanted to bathe Lucifer with Sparkling wine.

“What will I do?” “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?” “Jerk! Go, buy me boba. I’ll crush your hero later.” Aiko started playing moba. She tuned up the volume to break the silence in the room. “Hmmm…Aiko, can you please get that shirt for me?” Aiko looked up at Kalli and scanned the room for the shirt he was referring to. “Oh, shit, my turret is under attack.” Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side.

Around a thousand people call Peach City home, and the area is sparse with a temperature about five degrees lower than Phoenix, which means it's still damn hot. The dusty dirt road leading up to the club is shit on a Harley and makes cleaning the filters regularly a must. We thump along over the ruts until the twelve inch wood posts supporting an iron script sign with the club's name comes into view. I stop and idle as the other four bikes pull up beside me. "Last chance to turn around," I tell Skull, Johns, Coke, and Vampire. My supporters. The men who are as fed up as I am. Skull brushes his fingers over his bald head before revving his engine. "We're with you, Dagger," he says when the no

Liyla smiled The Bouncer outside checked her purse before letting her go "Alright you can go in. Have fun." "Thank you." Liyla walked pass the door The club is lively with loud hip pop music and lots of people dancing almost naked. The strippers wearing G-string pants and shoes with about 3-6 inch heels dancing on poles, the rich men were seated at the VIPs with special strippers attending to their needs. Liyla watched as the strippers go down on them and how the men easily spray bunch of dollar bills on their body just to touch their breasts and other sensitive parts. Normally it's prohibited for customers to touch the strippers but if they are allowed it would cost more money. Just then t

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.

I smiled and walked towards the exit with him following me behind. I swear I had even heard a sharp intake of breath behind me. We both took his luxurious car and departed from my house, since apparently I had left mine at home. * Few moments later, we reached at our destination; also know as the club; Devils Red. We both exited the car with him shivering in fear and anxiety. As we marched towards the entrance, Zachariah suddenly halted and looked at me, "I-I'm not sure about this. Can we like g-go back?" He asked.

The Stepford Wives club ditched me the minute we left the packhouse again. Joan: Bitches be bitches. Emily: Yeah…don’t worry Celeste! They'll be big, fat, and pregnant soon enough while you are partying it up with us at college! LoL! I outwardly laugh at Emi’s comment and get a glare from the guys. “So…where is this club, Celeste?” Alpha Callen asks. “Oh! Sorry! It’s just in town. It’s called ‘The Howlers Hub’.” “That sounds more like a bar than a club,” Alpha Callen says, sounding skeptical but typing it into his G****e Maps app.