Host Club Episode 1 Novels & Stories

“Don’t be like that Nina! Let me have some fun on vacation too!” “Okay, so I go to this club that is usually pretty good, Sunday nights are a bit slower but it is a good place to let loose if you guys want to go have a drink.” Kelly said as she slid into the booth neck to Zach, who had moved down to the back. I have just shoved a bite of food in my mouth so Zach could answer before I could. “Of course! What is the club?” Inwardly groaning I just let them figure it out. This chicken fried steak is mouthwatering and I could use a drink to relax. We might just be 18 but we don’t get drunk like humans do and we all carry fake IDs if we are in a human cub.

The banging sound of the music that played in the clubhouse reached our eardrums while we were still in the car, a sign of how lively inside the club must be right now. Outside the club, we saw some teenagers kissing and making out shamelessly in an open space while drunk guys roamed around. "You're sure about this? Don't you think it high time we just turn around and leave. Rosalie doesn't know we are here yet so it's not too late to leave you know," Lisa said with a disgusted and uneasy expression. She didn't like the clubhouse and neither did I. I also thought of leaving but my phone started ringing. I took it out of my small black purse and read the caller ID. It was— "Rosalie Yates?" I

Marielle's POV Inside the clubhouse—Howls and Fangs—was exactly the distraction I needed. Red neon lights throbbed like a heartbeat while bass-heavy music rattled through my skull. The air was thick with cigars, alcohol, expensive cologne, and the musk of wolves tangled together. On the platform, strippers in fishnets coiled around the poles, straddling men with lazy, practiced grace. “Your strongest drink, please,” I said to the bartender—a petite lady with blonde hair—as I slid onto the stool in front of her.

The same Aria from the club Clara's friend.

Then is locked the door and we visited the nearest restaurant. "Do you remember my face? Or have you seen me somewhere before?" Julius asked. "I cannot recall," I replied. "You remember 507 clubhouse?" he asked. "Oh my goodness! I remember now! You personally attended to me a few months ago at the clubhouse," I replied. "Well, that was not good customer service. Someone hired me to help him cause a scandal," he said. "I don't understand you," I answered.

Most were hybrids, but the number gathered in the main room of the club was no less than 100 people. “You’ve come,” Jo greeted me with a warm hug. “Hey, Jo. You’re good?” I asked. “Yeah. Come on in. Mr. Moris had been waiting for you.” Jo walked in front, leading us to the club owner’s office. I, Harlow, Beta Jack, and Alpha Julius entered while the other troops rested in the club, having lunch that had already been provided. As I passed through the kitchen area, some sat at the club’s back door as they smoke outside. Some of them went upstairs and sit around the gladiator ring. All according to the mind link command voiced by Harlow.

We grabbed our purses and finally dashed out of the hostel after about ten calls from her friends and a message that they wee ditching us, the club wasn't far so we decided to trek there and for once I was thankful to only be putting on my two inches heels. By the time we got to the club my heart was beating faster than a hammer knocking nails into the wall,The first impression of the place was definitely a bad one for me. the place was loud and very very clustered, the lights kept flunctiuating in different colors and it took me a while to realize it was intentional and it fit to the mood of the sweaty dancing bodies, the music was too loud and the stench of alcohol made me want to retch, L

He grinned and stepped aside. Confused, I stepped in, walked through the short hallway that led into the club and was completely thrown back. What in the world?! This was definitely not your regular club. My eyes widened in surprise as I took in my surroundings. First thing that caught my attention was the couple in the middle of the hall, completely naked and having sex while a small crowd cheered them on. The lady was bent on all fours while the man, who must be in his fifties, was driving into her from behind.

But how was I going to keep sexually-sane living in the same house with such a perfect looking man. Kneeling beside the bathtub, Hollis scrubbed my hands gently with a soapy sponge. My gaze went to his face and I swallowed hard. 'How can a man be this handsome, oh god' "The club will be having its first exclusive night next weekend." He said to me as he washed under the breasts. Thankful that he brought up a discussion worthy of redirecting my attention from what his touch was doing to me, I spoke up. "Can I come?" My voice, Christ! It sounded so strange even to me.