Ouran Host Club Games Novels & Stories

It was going to be historic. “The club has a theme, and we would be back home to get ready for the Gala in time. Come on guys, please…” Zoe pleaded with us. Zayn looked at me and I knew that he was silently asking if I would like us to go. I smiled in response and he shrugged as he replied to Zoe, “Okay, sure. Lara and I are in.” “If Lara’s in, then count me in.” Julia showed that she was down for the club thing. Hamish put the game controller down and stood up. “Count me in too.” He looked at his sister and extended his hand to her. “Come on, you might meet your Prince Charming there. Who knows?” He wiggled his eyebrows, and we all laughed, including Bunny.

Me: ‘It would be nice to put a face to the name. Pstar7: ‘Cool it, sas squat! It’s not that easy, you know.’ Me: ‘What do you mean?’ Pstar7: ‘I’ll only give you a hint. Then you can figure out the rest on your own.’ Me: ‘Sure.’ Pstar8: ‘I’m actually a member of the drama club at school. That’s all I can give you. Good night’ What??? The drama club has at least a hundred members, how am I supposed to find him?!

“I want to know what that bloodsucker has been doing for the last 24 hours. If he has withdrawn money somewhere or called someone other than Soleil's phone, find out. We can not risk that he has a new card up his sleeve” "I can not, bro. I do not have that kind of muscle in my mobile, sorry”. "Maybe I can help there". Gudrun interjects. "Let me call around a bit and see what I can find out". I hand the phone back to Gudrun and join Belinda. “There is only one club that has opened recently. StarJammer. It looks excessively bold. It's like space-themed or something. It opened yesterday”. She looks up at me. "It is located on the main street, so it is easy to find”.

Our minds would be at ease with you taking stock of our resources! "He's right, Ms. Johnson! We can even form a team later!" In the end, I was the only one who chose the plastic apartment in the desert. The manager, Riley Johnson, sent a string of exclamation marks before asking, "Have you lost your mind, Molly Hampton? The game is named 'War of the Plants'. You're going to burn to a crisp within three days if you stay in a plastic apartment in the middle of the desert with no water or electricity."

Richard: “Have you two lost your minds?” Grace snapped, her and Sebastian entering the office. “Hello to you too Grace, how are you?” Claudia asked raising an eyebrow at her big sister who turned to glare at her. “You appeared in front of Nikolay and Kiara in their new club!” Grace snapped “the games weren’t supposed to begin for another few months” “Louis’s orders Grace. He’s aware that the podium is ready, he even put in a few millions just to make sure that the games start in the next few weeks” I said looking at Grace who ran her fingers through her hair in frustration.

“Ok” They got to the club house in no time as the games started immediately. A blazing music could be heard playing from the speakers as drinks of all kind were scattered across the tables. Some were seen playing cards, poker, smoking alongside and doing other drastic games. They went to a section which was for ladies. They were playing a card game and the rules states that anyone who loses will be forced to finger herself in front of everyone until she cums. Some guys were also present, but were just there to watch pUssies and not to play with them since it’s not their game, but the winner will go back with the money used in betting.

she says, voice lower now, venom curling around each syllable, “too bad I have your twin deep inside me—fucking me like the beast he is. He’s stronger than you, Rafaele. And he’ll protect me from the likes of you.” The line goes dead and so does the phone as i blast it across the space. ~~AURELIA~~ It’s evening now, and the club is in full swing. Though, I can’t even really call it a club—there are too many nooks and crannies. A place filled with shiny machines and people sitting in front of them, dragging some lever down and cursing in anger as they stare at the screens. Gladis explained it’s some kind of game where people throw in huge amounts of money and spin in hopes of winning more.

A note from the author. We have just reached the climax. Demon host has finally come to an end right here. And I know there are so many things that have not been sorted out, so many mysteries to be solved. And you all have questions, which is why I am currently working on putting up the second part of this series "Demon's possession".

The entire East wing of the club is fucking cursed. I put my keys in my pocket and take a few steps before I realise I've just stepped into a gunfight scene. I see Amar and his muscle in front of MY club, when I take a closer look I see Amar clutching his abdomen with blood pooling around his hands. I shift my focus to my right, Mals standing behind the lady detective, crying, her hands stained with blood. I see Lisa glaring at me with a 'You dumb son-of-a-bitch' expression on her face. I glare back with a, 'How the fuck was I suppose to know' look on mine. I mean shit, I just stepped out of my car and It's not like it's an everyday occurrence that people will start shooting each other in fr

Their enthusiastic chatter was a soothing balm to my rattled nerves, a much-needed distraction from the enigma that was my day. I blinked at my friends in surprise, my brain taking a moment to process Cathy's words. "Clubbing? Tonight?" I asked, my voice echoing my disbelief. In all my years at the wolf kingdom, clubbing in the human multiverse was something we'd only ever dreamt about, discussing it in hushed whispers late into the night. "Yes, Kiara! We've been planning this for weeks. Tonight's the night we're going to have a blast in the human multiverse. Earth has the best clubs, you know!" Cathy exclaimed, her eyes lighting up at the thought.