Ouran Host Club Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Kerce drank slowly. "Ghillie Club is the top search topic today again in the country." Austin mentioned, checking his phone too. "It has been topping the search for months now. Everyone has been locking for source, Those peeps are interestingly dark that Uriel's work." Kerce drank. "Uriel, Tino blinked. "Bro, he's insanely rich. Who could have sworn he's the owner of the club." "He's not, we are plenty," kerce dropped his glass, looking at some group of tattoed guys at a corner in that bar.

I knew he always got the best stuff, so I wasn’t surprised, I was just enthusiastic that I was going to try out the latest version of my usual, both the narcotics and women. The very moment we walked into the club, a lady in short bob hair with numerous tattoos and piercings rushed up to us. She gave me a bright smile and moved ahead to hug Yoka who spanked her playfully. Seeing her was enough proof that we were in for all the enjoyment of all kinds, because she was pretty great at the “playing host thing “. We all made for the VIP section, our usual, and I settled on the green sofa. Within a few seconds, lots of drinks filled our table and so did the twerking bitches.

The door closed and the driver got in pulling away. “I can’t wait until we get there.” “How the hell did you manage VIP Lia?" “My Bro. You know he owns the club.” “I do.” “It’s your birthday Alora. I know you like to live it up like you did last year.” “Don’t remind me I was shit faced.”

Azura explained hushly and I paused from eating to look at her. “Thus the hate and partiality.” I nodded my head in understanding. “That makes a lot of sense. I met Yara earlier today, she was mean and kept on making snide comments” I explained absentmindedly. Azura nodded supportively and suddenly I giggled out loud. “So now I’m bearing the brunt of marrying the almighty alpha. This is definitely not a good start.” I was about to take another bite of my meal when it all went down to the ground.

I asked still in shock by the list Xain: 100% Vee have you checked the list Me: Give me a minute here Santo De Luca was not at the club yesterday Xain: Are you sure? His name was on the list and he is very popular around the club Me: I don’t know how exactly I know this but I am sure he was not in the club Xain: Okay so that cancels that out but still none of the names on the list matches with your dates name Me: But how is that possible You said the club as a pretty airtight booking system and Aiko confirmed that she saw me enter the VVIP section Xain: That’s true so he maybe Enzo is his nickname or something

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

I get that some people, like came with their girls or whatever, but obvs I'm not yours. Short Club Girl: Yea!! Omg girl he had 0 rizz and BEYOND negative aura! Like at least LOOK rich or throw us some money and we might dance with you dude but eww!! (As the girls are laughing and another girl separate from the group is leaving after drying her hands the bathroom door opens and a woman with short pink hair enters the bathroom.)

Living with the Russo’s almost all her life, she had served at dinner parties and functions at the clubs, where the rich would dress up under the pretense of missing one another and then use the opportunity to bad mouth another. The car came to a complete halt, Aurora’s nerves heightened. The driver of the car who Aurora had come to know as Toby, he unlocked the vehicle door and her mother in-law walked out, followed by Aurora. Stepping her white minimalistic-chained stilettos onto the soft green grass, Aurora looked at her surroundings. “This is The Dallas Gold Anchor club” Signora Carina spread her hands wide, almost slapping her hand against Aurora’s face. Even as senora Carina had her ba

" Aurora grabbed the pole for the second time and she danced on it skillfully as Cardi B's song echoed in the hall…. Men began to throw dollars and euros on her… The diamond necklace with the bullet pendant made her extremely hot…. Her face was masked, and she was fire…. People at the club were videoing, and her video went viral on all social media…. **** Hall of Hell**** Alan's eyes were glued to his phone; Sasha told him every part of their plan… The fact that Aurora is the one dancing is turning his head outside down…. He needs to see this bitch…. He needs to get this bitch…. His head is banging with obsession; right now, he feels like getting her on his bed…. It won’t be easy; nobody kno

“No, you're not. I know you, Bethy” Bethy’s shoulders dropped in defeat. “Okay, fine. You caught me.” She threw her hands up. “My bad.” “Damn! You do know me too well. Hughh, it's exhausting.” She rolled her eyes over the top, the way she always did when she pretended to be offended. *** The pulsing bass from inside the Orion club could already be felt beneath their feet. Neon lights washed the entrance in shifting colors of purple and electric blue, making the place feel like a world far away from everything Heira had cried about hours earlier.