Host Club Novels & Stories

She could only follow Chloe to the bar. When they went before, there were no customers in the bar. Now that they went there, there were only a few more customers in the bar. It was a few young boys and girls. They were at most 18 or 19 years old. Sea Horizon Club would not let underage people go to the bar to drink. The group drinking there were three men and two women. Their relationship was unknown. Chloe drank while joking with Ellena, "Guess which two are lovers over there?"

Kate POV “Katie let’s do an adult girls’ night,” Lily says. Pausing to wonder what exactly that means Lily continues, “You know – adult refreshments at an adult party location? Maybe in town at the Club?”. The “Club” is a hot spot for a lot of locals as well as people from neighboring towns. Mostly people in their 20’s and 30’s frequent the club, but it’s been known to attract a diverse group of people. They have great music, great dance floor, and cater their selection of alcohol to werewolves as well as to humans.

Hera POV We storm club odyssey like we own it. It's Friday night and I have to say business is pretty good for them. The club is packed to the brim. Loud music blaring through the speakers,neon lights flickering from the ceiling and the floor. The dance floor is fully occupied with people either grinding on each other or trying to stay alive while dancing. Looking at the crowd,you would not relate this to the same club Hector messed with not long ago. Then again,the Shadow Riders blanketed the whole incident. Even Lamberto could not find much.

I’m beginning to wonder if she’s being deliberately vague or if she just keeps forgetting that I’m still the new girl in town. Shay laughs lightly and tucks her fuchsia-streaked hair behind her ear. “So this club is astrology themed, right?” she asks rhetorically, gesturing to the Club Zodiac sign. “There’s a special party here the night before the full moon every month, with guest DJs, cage dancers, shot girls, the whole nine. It makes sense in context of the astrology theme, but it’s really for us.” She winks, leaning in and dropping her voice low. “As you can see, though, a bunch of humans turn up too, so don’t go howling to the moon or anything.” I roll my eyes, giggling as I glance towa

This was only the second day. And already, things felt complicated. Too complicated. A whole year of this? Three hundred and sixty-something days of pretending, of proximity, of tension like that? He let out a dry laugh. “This is going to be a problem,” he added quietly. *********** (MAMA CLARA CLUB) Mama Clara Club was the complete opposite of everything the Harrington world represented. The air was thick with alcohol, music blasting from speakers that had clearly seen better days. Colored lights flickered across the room, illuminating bodies dancing too close, laughter mixing with slurred conversations.

Right on the clock of her ten-minute limit, she excused herself and waited for more of her clients. The structure of Soul’s Secret as a whole club is a little more complex than any other club. Aside from the general club where you can picture people dancing to loud music, the club offers private rooms where their VIP clients often come to. They may or may not have dancers and entertainers. She meant what she said about the club being almost exclusive for the rich because the general club she mentioned? That dance floor is filled with actors, models, and other wealthy personalities. It is funny how on her first days at work she always got starstruck with anyone she came face to face with. It

Jace takes a swig of his soda. “Holy shit, there is a dungeon underneath the club? Like with prisoners?” Deke’s eyes are as round as saucers. Jace and I look at one another as if asking if he’s being serious, and then we burst out laughing, “No, Deke, it’s just what they call it. That’s where club members go to scene and watch others scene, or play, whatever it is you want to call it.” I try answering him the best I can, but the poor guy looks totally confused.

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.

Sex clubs are venues that are open to the public, have a reserved entry specifically for members, or are invitation-only. Nero "So the sex club we're going to is out of the city?" "Just about, it's currently run by my youngest, Constantine." "Right, by youngest you mean?..." I laughed and told her that for a hundred-year-old vampire, he's considered young.

Time for some alcoholic drinks! As Aeun and I arrived at the clubhouse, the loud buzz of the crowd immediately hit us. "Cheers!!" I heard a group of men shout from across the room. I glanced over, a bunch of guys in business attire, probably just off from work. "Babe! Wow! Good to see you here!" My attention shifted from them to Haze Trevor Duke, the clubhouse owner and one of our circle of friends, standing in front of me. He’s a staggering man—a model, actor, and owner of five clubhouses across the country.