Lonely Hearts Club Book Novels & Stories

My feet felt nailed to the floor. In the end, I ran. I hated myself for it. I was too much of a coward even to confront them. I wandered the streets alone. Everywhere around me, people walked in pairs or groups. Couples held hands. Families laughed together. Friends huddled beneath umbrellas. Everyone seemed to belong somewhere. I did not. The sky darkened overhead. Then the rain came without warning. Heavy drops pounded against my skin, sharp enough to hurt. I curled up on a street corner, letting the rain soak me through while my tears blurred the world into streaks of light and shadow.

Wear white lingerie. Leave your clothes in the locker room. My heart pounded the second I read it, and of course, I was going to follow every word to the letter. If I was going to do this I was going to commit completely. The club sat between a hotel and a warehouse, tucked away like it didn’t want to be found—except by those who already knew where to look. A single neon sign buzzed above the entrance: Fantasies. No explanation. No flashy graphics. Just a name that promised everything and revealed nothing.

Befriending Mabel seemed a very good idea at first but as Devlin found out, it was harder than it looked. Although he continued giving her flowers and chocolates, she still seemed wary of him. On the day of their promised date, he gave her the book she wanted longingly. She was hesitant at first but when Devlin reminded her that it might not be available again as it was a bestseller, she accepted it graciously by giving him a peck on the cheek which made Devlin’s day. As it was still summer and too hot outside, he took her to the new Al Reem Mall. As they sat in a glass paned balcony overlooking the sea, he asked her what was bothering him for a long time.

Now that I know that atleast one person is reading this I will upload! On another note Frozen Heart is part of the series Heart and all the stories will be connected between them. Do you need another story to undertand and to enjoy FH? No! FH is a stand alone but characters from the first story of the series - Wolf Heart - will apeart in FH and other things from WH that probably won't make sense. I will start uploading WH as soon as posible. It takes place on Aylarra, on a different continent, around 20 years earlier than the events from FH. I am sure everyone will love Mina and Jayden's story! The series will have more books but I am currently working on WH and FH! Rho and Ayla will appear

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?"

"Not at the moment. Oh, and remember, tonight we will be going to that hellfire club." Gillian froze midstep, her spine stiffening. The hellfire club, how had she forgotten? "My lady, I really don't think we should" Audrey tapped a dainty foot and crossed her arms over her chest. "Gillian, you know that awful Gerald Langley belongs to that club. What was it called?" Audrey tilted her head, looking up as she seemed to search her memory. "Sinners and Sadists, no Wait!" She lifted a finger in the air. "The Unholy Sinners of Hell."

As we entered into the dimly lit club, I concluded to myself that maybe I do need a little distraction for tonight. Making my way to one of the bar stools, I ordered myself a glass of martini as Andy and Sophie disappeared almost immediately. So much for wanting me to have fun. Sophie worked the night shift at the Rebel Wolves club. While she served, Andy stood at the other end, acting like a protector. This was the kind of love story I envisioned for myself; a love where I finally felt secure, but I guess this kind of love was not reserved for people like me. At least not anymore, I am too broken for any kind of love. As the music blared through the speakers, my phone chimed with a text and

I replied. He brought his face a bit closer to mine and whispered, “Good girl.” then my breathing seemed to stop entirely when one of his hands moved from above my head, traveling hesitantly down to stroke over my hair. As soon as I felt him take a strand between his fingers, shivers broke out over my body and butterflies swooped around my stomach. Oh my God, Jenna. What is this new feeling? You need to make it stop. “Aren’t you going inside?” I heard that familiar voice say. It was undoubtedly Conrad, standing there and watching us. Had he been there the whole time? Liam dropped his hand and I nervously walked into the club room to avoiding any questions.

I apply light makeup and head to the reception, where Lídia is already waiting, radiant in a soft pink dress. “That dress is perfect! I don’t get how you’re still single.” I laugh, and we start walking to the car. “Me? I don’t want the headache. Men just want a second mom, and I’m not into that.” We laugh together, and soon we arrive at the club. The place is packed, everyone dancing to the loud music. We head straight to the bar, where I place my order: “Two whiskies, neat, please.” The bartender looks at us with some interest, but I ignore him. I down my drink in one go, letting the warmth of the whiskey spread through me. Then I pull Lídia onto the dance floor.

Thank the Goddess—someone shut him down. They start roasting Jai about his dry spell since breaking up with Sadie two months ago. He’s been dying of blue balls ever since. We drink a little, eat some steak the omegas sent up, and then head to the club. The Claw is a shifter-only club on the edge of Artemis territory, popular for a reason. Between the red rooms, alcoves, and balconies, it’s basically hookup central. Not that alphas and betas-in-waiting like us can partake, but watching? Entirely allowed.