Host Club Episode 1 Novels & Stories

*So, Elena, let’s see what you’re really like when no one’s watching. --- At the Club The club was alive with energy, the dim lights casting a moody glow over the patrons. Music thumped through the speakers, and laughter filled the air. Normally, I’d be tucked away in a VIP booth, but tonight, I was a ghost, drifting unnoticed among the crowd.

It took us thirty minutes to reach the Itaewon. "That way, turn right." Alex followed. "That that's the club." I looked outside; it was a high-end club. Usually, rich people or celebrities were the usual customers of this club. I've been to this club two times before. Alex parked the car at the vacant lot in front of the club, and we went out. "Wait, that's Tin." Tyron quickly rushed to the man holding a girl who looked unconscious, and my eyes widened when I recognized who it was.

I decided to strike up a conversation, curious to hear her thoughts on clubbing and alcohol. I approached her with a friendly smile. “Hey there, mind if I join you for a moment?” She glanced up at me, her eyes showing a hint of surprise. “Sure, why not? I could use some company.” We started talking about our favorite drinks and the thrill of dancing to the music. The conversation flowed effortlessly, as if we had known each other for a while. She shared her experiences of clubbing in different cities, and I listened with genuine interest. However, our conversation was abruptly interrupted by a loud commotion. I turned my head to see Adam swinging a bottle, smashing it on the head of some ran

He had to take a glance around for a second to assure himself that he was in a normal club and not a strip club. She smiled, “I thought as much that you are going to be a newbie because your face doesn’t look familiar.” “If you know you’ve got anger issues then I regret to inform you that this club isn’t for you cos we are like family here. Ethan chuckled in disbelief “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” “No, I’m not.” “Look, whatever the hell your name is, I just want to be alone.” “Someone had a bad day.” She said more to herself. “Do you want me to get you a babe to make you relax?”

The club is huge and packed with people drinking and making acquaintance, some women already throwing themselves at men and the men willing to please them. We make our way to the bar when a charming looking man approaches us, Hana is quick to give him a quick hug and I assume he's the owner. "Good evening Ladies, my name is Abe and welcome to the Midnight Club" he introduces himself and gives Sara and I a kiss on the cheek. "A pleasure to meet the owner of this magnificent Club" Sara says with sassy confidence and I feel I should say something to show that I'm enjoying the view. "The clubs decor is to perfection and I love the vibe"I compliment his achievements

Bullies feed on fear; I would starve them. "Can we go in now?" Alice rolls her eyes, barely hiding her irritation. "The show is about to start." "Sorry." I walk around the car with Stacy and reach where Alice is waiting. We stroll in together. The club is loud. This is my first time in a club. The music is so loud, I can literally feel the foundation of the building shake; the stage is covered, and I can see men and women alike sitting on couches around the bar top talking and eagerly waiting for the show.

"Hank is here. Let's go." ............. One of Stephanie's numerous boyfriends pulled up in front and took them all in his car. He swung into the lit parking lot of the club and they all poured out, eager to get drunk. Alright, free yourself girls," Stephanie said, seeing Trish and Liv hesitant to climb up the stairs into the club. Red Horn was glass. Pure glass. Glass windows, glass walls, glass floors, glass tables. It was like a house of mirrors. Everything was glass. Everything except the chairs.

Upon entry, we both kicked off our stilettos before sitting on the couch together and letting out a conjoined sigh. After a few moments of silence, I finally said something, "So how did all of the chaos start?" I asked her "The Crown brothers came to the club," she said "Really?" I asked "Yup. Christian owns the club and I dead ass bumped into Khalil while looking for you so we could leave," she told me and hid her face in her hands, "I walked right into a famous, rich, sexy, man," she whined "I'm sure he's not going to track you down and murder you for stepping on his Gucci loafers," I snorted

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.