Occult Clubs Novels & Stories

It wasn't my usual style but if it was for a mission, I was ready to go out of my comfort zone. I knew there were those who didn't want me with La Oscuridad and it wasn't like I wanted to join either but the fact that Luca had given the go ahead to be involved, I don't care what the rest of them said. Golden Gates was one of the most expensive clubs in the entire country and it was on the outskirts of Luca's territory. It was one of those corporations no one claimed ownership over either because it is owned by a powerfully organization and I could only guess that El Sombra. It was one of the exclusive clubs, catering to only elite needs and Mateo seemed to be a regular there.

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I rolled my eyes at my failed attempt at escape as he guided me toward the entrance. Where Obsidian was more of a sex club of sorts, this was what I would call a regular bar or club. People were still dancing and drinking, the music was loud, lust was still in the air, but that was not the only thing. I shot my eyes to Elijah when I picked up the mixture of scents and scrunched my nose. Vampires, witches, wolves, and humans. Witches did not really have a scent, but I sensed magic all around so I knew they were present. All of these kinds together in the same place at once... it was an atrocity. Who would allow such a thing? Who would be part of such a thing?

Echo, crawling for anyone. “Do you know about the clubs?” “You mean this one? Do they have others?” “No,” she says, smirking like she’s letting me in on a delicious secret. “I mean the bondage clubs. My three own and run them. The guys here have some investments and also use them. Echo’s a big user of the clubs, and from what I hear he never submits, he’s always using submissives. So I think you might have just unlocked a new kink for him.”

They shouted it at the top of their lungs, and laughed at their horrible voices. ********* Chloe drove them to The Echelon. The Echelon was an exclusive club that attracted rich elites. The kind of place where beautiful people came to show off their beauty. Where the wealthy came to drink their stress away. And where secrets were born and buried every night. It was a well known club in town. Charlotte and her friends do come to the Echelon, but not so regularly. When they stepped out of the car, the night air hit her skin. Cool, sweet, refreshing.

Chapter 30 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• Our club— ‘The Night Trap’ has been buzzing with a lot of people lately. I guess everyone is suddenly going through a rough patch, and just wants to… cool off. It's situated at where one would describe as an unassuming location—rather unsuspecting, away from prying cops who love to stick their noses in our business. One would never guess there's a kinky sex club off this quiet, dark street. That's how we wanted it to be, that's why it's called ‘The Night Trap.’

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

“ Some men hunt shadows, some fall in love with them.” The club didn’t need a name, it was the kind of place you found if you were meant to — tucked deep in the city’s underbelly, where secrets bled into velvet walls and laughter drowned in perfume and smoke. There were no signs, no promises just dim lights, heavier than sin and bodies that moved like they were trying to forget something. Alba had been going there for two weeks now and for two weeks nobody had dared approach her. She sat on the same barstool every night - far left corner back to the mirrored wall. Her dress changed, her jewelry

The entrance was unmarked, tucked away in a grimy alleyway, but once inside, it was a different world. The club was dimly lit, with flickering candlelight casting eerie shadows on the dark, worn walls. The air was thick with the scent of incense and something metallic, a reminder of the power that simmered just beneath the surface. The space was a maze of alcoves and nooks, each filled with beings that would have sent a shiver down the spine of any ordinary human. Witches huddled in whispered conversation, their eyes flashing with arcane knowledge. Demons lounged in corners, their eyes glowing faintly in the low light, each one exuding an aura of danger and power.

“You were so adamant that you could find Katie on your own. What’s your thought?” “Purple Mystique Night Club,” I said promptly. I had done my research. “It’s the number one night club in Seattle for those who have an alternative lifestyle.” “LGBTQ?” asked Reese, his eyebrows crinkled. I snorted. “No, doofus. Wolves, witches, fae and vampires,” I said with a laugh.