Lifespan Club Mga Nobela at Kwento

“And I’d stand out from the younger crowd. I won’t be as lively as them.” Jace chuckled at my words and shook his head. “You’ll actually bring the age range lower if you come. This isn’t another club where underage kids can show a fake card and get in. It’s made for a more mature and… ageless clientele.” Ageless? “What does that mean?” “It means that it’s for avid investors such as myself, where they can mingle and discuss business while having all walks of pleasure. I’m also launching a new product at the opening, and I want to ensure everything runs smoothly. Will you come?”

Gabin was surprised to see his friends and he excuses himself to say hi to the others. Falvio looks at ines and says "This looks like a date" "I wouldn't know. I haven't been to one" says Ines. "That's hard to believe. Didn't you have like proms?" asks Falvio. "I went to a convent. All girls" says Ines. "Don't girls have fun?" asks Falvio natoriously. "We did. We had drama club, chess club, sports club. So, yeah, it was fun" says Ines and Falvio creases his eyebrows and says "Don't act innocent. no one is that ignorant at this time and age"

Etta asked, fearful of what she might hear next. "No. My aunt and uncle on my fathers side live with another pack across country and my mothers brother was also killed during the rebellion. Once Beta James became Alpha he took me in. He was my fathers most trusted advisor and friend, I had no reason to doubt that he would care for me." Annalise closed her eyes as she thought back to her childhood.

We immediately became friends and started hanging out with each other. A random person had made a comment that we were all like an ace card. We might be different, but each of us excelled in our own way. Since then, we created a club and called it the Ace of Clubs. None of us had expected it to become as popular as it is now. Carried on from high school, our reputation proceeded. We even found out that we had our own fan club. Ace of Clubs was an exclusive club, meant only for us four members. We didn’t hold any official club activities, but we were still treated like any other club on campus. Mainly because we did contribute to the school in some way or another.

Latota’s POV: The club was thriving as usual. When the right things are put in place, it's only natural that it attracts clients your way. My club was specific in its services and my major clientele comes from the few with specific needs like me. By nature, I feed on the aura of men and every other supernatural creature. All that is required is the good old exchange of services. I make you happy, and in turn, I zap a little of their auras. Then there are the precautions not to allow them back more than three times in two weeks. The lady thing I needed was anybody dropping dead in my club.

Strip away the family fortune and reputation, and you've got absolutely nothing. Sebastian's mother was imprisoned because of what happened to Mom, and he was banned from joining Hamilton Corporation. Even so, he never lacked food, clothing, or luxuries. The whole living in the "housekeepers' quarters" story was just his own sob story. His actual room was only slightly smaller than mine. In my previous life, he lived quite lavishly after he went abroad with no one to supervise him. I was curious to see what would happen to him in this lifetime.

The hall where the purple spears club holds their meetings is one of the oldest, most expensive halls in the entire school. Every year, members of the Lycan elder’s council, even high ranking Lycan officials, make generous donations to the club. It’s why they are able to host grand parties and fund their many projects. I joined the club late and haven’t been able to partake in much of anything. But I’m hoping that will change next semester. Who knows? Perhaps I’ll get voted to be a board member. That’s something that could look really good on a resume. Speaking of resumes, I haven’t decided on the path I’m going to pursue in the future.

“Which club?” “Andrea and I have a membership at Escapade. It’s an elite club in Flower Street, near Downtown LA. In just a brief span of time, I’ve bonded with four guys there. They're cool, just like us. They too live life recklessly, like I do. You’ll love them, dude! Why don’t you come along and see for yourself?” Christian smiled at his best friend’s enthusiasm. “So you’ve found four best friends for yourself.” “Hell! Not at all. You know no one can replace you. We’ll always remain best friends for life. They’re just fun to be with.”

I responded back to Layla before she could call the cops. ME: I'm fine stop worrying he won't kill me.. well, at least. "Is that allowed?" He asked quickly as if he already expected that answer, I shook my head, "It's not but he is part of the club, I registered him last month.. which is basically last week. So it's okay.." "Club?" He questioned with a raised brow and I almost busted in laughter. I really needed to explain things further or make my sentences a bit clear. "After school club.. not some alcohol or strip club... we help kids with homework and there's a few activities they participate in if they want..."

Chapter 17: Double life at Karnegie Country club Thanks to Rachel's recommendation, I landed a job as a waitress at the prestigious Karnegie Club, found in 1736. The Karnegie Club, oh boy, where do I even begin? The members walk around like they own the place, probably because they do. It's like stepping into a world where everyone's last name is engraved on a golden plaque, and if yours isn't, well, good luck getting past the front gate. It was like stepping into a scene from a movie where the rich and famous mingled with the absurdly posh. The walls were adorned with paintings of ancient ancestors who probably never lifted a finger in their lives, except perhaps to ring a bell for their se