I Built A Lifespan Club Novels & Stories

I've been here all this time waiting for you to play the field. Subhadra rolled her eyes upwards. "Latha, I'm not getting freaky with anyone. I just want a change of scenery." Latha didn't sound disappointed. "Alright. Whatever you say Subha." ______________________________________ Subhadra stared at the line in front of her and wondered if they were ever going to make it inside the club, Transition. It had only opened four months ago and it was this popular? Props to the owner. "Latha, are we ever going to get inside?"

ALLISON. He examined it closely before nodding. “You’re good. Welcome to Aurora Sparks.” I stepped past them, entering the underground club. The atmosphere was electric; pulsing music reverberated through the air, mixed with laughter and chatter. Colorful lights flickered, casting shadows over a crowd of werewolves, vampires, ghouls, witches, and other Outworlders. It was the complete opposite of the tranquility that welcomed me at the entrance of the antique bookstore. Welcome to Aurora Sparks, indeed. This club has been around for decades. It was one of the few remaining establishments in the entire country where the Outworlders were allowed to be themselves—utter freaks. Our kind has stru

asked Rebecca. The two ladies looked at her like they couldn’t believe she was talking to them. “Yes, young lady?” “What do you say about the Clubhouse?!" “Oh, you were listening to us!” Asked one of them. "Hey, you do know the club?” “Yes, I think so,” replied Rebecca. “It's a high-level place, isn't it? Their membership system, a membership card will cost tens of thousands, we ordinary people can't afford it," continued the woman. "Excuse me but, were you talking about the club? What happened to the man?"

She declared. “Do I?” I responded. “Yes, Alex and Ryan both said it when they met you last night.” Kirsty shared. “Great. Well, they’re wrong.” I pointed out. Bella smirked, “I don’t think they are. Anyway, we weren’t here for just that, we want to get to know you too.” “Ok, what do you want to know?” I asked, giving into girl talk. “You’re a prospect back home?” Julia asked. I nodded, “yeah, I’ve lived at the club for seven years, I don’t really remember much before life at the club.”

“Well, I don’t know, which club do I own?” He only but gives me a nervous laugh as he pulls away from Lucy. We grab Jax and Damian on the way out. I have not been at the club since we were looking for my, god just doesn’t say it, when we were looking for Cassandra. I have since then bought it for Cassandra like I said I would, but we have been so busy with this war that I have not had the minute to sit her down. Well, guess what, I own a strip club now.

If the Council thinks they can grease up the audience with this, then I should probably show how to dry themself off. "Yeah, okay, I'm guilty of fiddling with the paperwork". I send a big smile over my shoulder to the audience. "I am going to retire in a few years. I just wanted to save some gold on the bottom of the coffin for my next life so I wouldn’t have to start all over again. After all, it is me who has built the club dynasti to what it is today”. Again there is mumbling around among the guests. "But that's all I'm guilty of''. I shrug apologetically.

Normalcy. Life with the Harsányis troupe was none of those things. He’d finally done his own running away at fifteen. Run away from the circus. How ironic was that? Gotten himself declared an emancipated minor, changed his name, and worked his way through school, planning for the day when he could have a normal life. He was so close. Partner in a venture capital firm that was on the cutting edge of green technology—life expe-riences providing as much of that education as college courses—judicious spending practices, friends, vaca-tions, retirement accounts…

It's only nine in the morning and the club opens at six in the afternoon so what am I going to do in the club, huh? I'm going to my other business to mind. I'm going to my vocational short-term school. I'm learning things that can help me to get into decent jobs. Did I already tell you that I have a dream? I want a normal and comfortable life. I want to leave Artemis as soon as possible. I don't have plans in staying longer because I don't want to depend on the club. I don't want to be a prostitute later on. I believe that my body is my temple, and only one disciple is allowed to enter.

she replies cryptically, smirking as if amused by her secrecy. Adrianna's curiosity is piqued, but before she can press further, one of Victoria's friends, a slim, brunette, leans in eager to fill the silence with gossip. “You know,” she begins conspiratorially, “this club has its reputation. Rumor has it, it was built four years ago. Only the rich have access.” “It's not rare, here in Los Angeles,” Adrianna tells her, her face slightly unimpressed. She fills half of her glass with whisky and gulps it down to calm her nerves.

Ferrara "This isn't a good idea, you do realize that this club she just opened is going to be your competition?" Carlos was starting to sound like an infuriating alarm clock, constantly repeating the same thing over and over again. Too bad I couldn't just dispose of him for that. He had mentioned it when I asked him about membership of The P. Lux, and when I had the head of my tech team hack into their database and register our memberships. Turns out that it wasn't just an entertainment club, but the membership benefits included access to their new golf course, fitness and equestrian centres, as well as a spa and legal representation.