Host Club Theme Song Novels & Stories

He put me down slowly pulling the door open, and I climbed in at once. In less than twenty minutes we had checked into the club with a tag on our wrist and a glass of wine mixed with iceblock in our hands, my body pressed against his, his hands resting on my waist while the music played romance songs. The crowd danced to the rhythm of the music and so did we. We got to the club quite early in less than ten minutes and the songs would switch from cozy to hip-hop. That was the part I enjoyed the most. The music switched from sweet romance songs to hip hop, the sounds of the drum and piano loud enough to make the speaker go crazy.

We were at Invictus II now. Like before, Jigo’s clubs were the favorite hangouts of celebrities and other famous people. Honestly, I felt that based on the reactions of the clubbers when Jigo was on the dance floor, his Adonis-like charisma had a lot to do with the popularity of his nightclubs. “My god, why did you bring us here just now?!” Kacey shouted at me while she jumped to the beat of the remix of ‘The Real Slim Shady.’ I laughed, but because I was watching Joana and Pam do pelvic pushes to the ‘Please Stand Up’ part of the song while partnering with each other. “It’s my first time too!”

*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.

Richard said, swirling his drink, “this is peak entertainment. You’re out here dodging a séance while your wife is probably lighting candles and chanting your name.” I glared at him, though the corner of my mouth twitched. Before the conversation could go further, the music in the club changed to a slower, sultry rhythm. The lights dimmed even more, casting the room in deep purples and reds. Monica perked up, her eyes gleaming. “Oh, it’s my song!” she exclaimed, pulling away from me. She strutted toward the stage, her hips swaying in perfect time with the beat. The crowd erupted into cheers as she began her performance.

I give her a nod before I grab a bag and we head out the door and towards the club. We stand in line for ten minutes before the bouncer checks our ID’s and lets us walk in. The club is filled with people dancing to a familiar song, the blue, green and red strobe lights making it look mythical inside and the occasional burst of smoke coming from the DJ’s booth making people forget their surroundings. We find a table where we sit and order drinks for the table. Nila orders herself a shot of tequila while I opt for a virgin cosmo. We sit at the table for a moment until Nila’s favourite song comes on, “Oh we have to dance! This is my song.” I give her a small smile before she drags me to the dan

With an excited smile on my face, I hurry down the steps to get to the heart of the club— the dance floor. The nightclub is all rainbow lights and the sort of music that revs up the soul. The nightclub is like a heartbeat on loudspeaker as if we are invited to become one in the heavenly vibe. I take a sip of my beer and sway to the beat, a little drunk and grinning because I know it. The air vibrates with the song Lucid Dreams by Rina Sawayama. The energy in the club turns the atmosphere hot and so are the guys, especially the man in front of me.

O yes she's going crazy As we dey dance dey go dey dance dirty As you dey whine dey go my eyes dirty Plenty chicks dem dey dem dey plenty Dem dey plenty o Sugarcane no be bamboo chuddy k no dey fumble Am a big sure boy aranbul no ran aranbul As we dey dance dey go dey dance dirty As you dey whine dey go my eyes dirty Plenty chicks dem dey dem dey plenty Dem dey plenty o o O to jo meta o o x 6 The club is going crazy go gaga goin crazy O yes she's going crazy Oshamoo Mo ni ta mo ko wa sho Kia kia ko wa sho Were were ko wa sho Mo foju so mo fa ra so Mo ni ko dance lyk sonita sonita. The God for this DJ for bringing old songs. The songs went on and on and there was another loud shout of Yeah an

“It would seem Max saw us on the camera and told him to let us jump the line.” She turns and smiles at me. “Really? Oh, that reminds me, we need to discuss how our jobs will be affected now. I still want to come back, I’ve been using my wages from here to finance the warehouses.” Once again, I find myself marvelling at her kindness and generosity. It turns out tonight is a themed night in the club, all the music is from r&b bands and the dance floor is full of people dancing. We carefully make our way through and to the back where we can access the office. We knock and he calls us in.

I woke up in a much better mood, in the arms of my best friend Charlene. Plus, it’s my favorite club-themed night, karaoke! Tonight, Courtney is at the bar while Melanie sits upstairs with Stephany. The sign-up sheet goes out to the staff first, and the first few acts are always us. Alina, a new bar girl, signs up to be the first act. Lord forgive me, but I hope she never does again… I’m not a fan of Melissa Etheridge, to begin with, but my ears are bleeding by the time she’s done. Jonny thankfully takes the stage next, always singing some boy band pop song that makes Charlene tease me about how he is trying to send me a message! Tonight it’s David Archuleta’s song ‘Crush’.

I promised I would be back to pick her up later, and I intend to keep that promise. The second I step into the club, noise floods around me. The bass of the music is pounding hard enough to shake the walls, and the voices are loud, rowdy, and tangled together in a way only this place can make sound normal. As I walk farther in, I narrow my eyes against the flashing lights and immediately catch sight of Ghost and Glitch going at each other like a pair of street fighters. Of course they are. “What the hell?” I mutter under my breath and turn to find Hex standing near the bar, leaning back like the chaos unfolding in front of her is just another round of Tuesday entertainment.