Ouran Host Club Members Novels & Stories

Before stepping out of the dark club, he turned to Orion, "Che cosa stai aspettando? ( What are you waiting for? )" Orion shot him a significant gaze meaning 'he will be down there on time'. Imogen nodded and moved out of the place. ★.......................................................★ Under Cosimo's strict gaze the whole club was planted with explosive soon. All the girls were already taken out of that place, leaving only one girl. All the inmates were busy enjoying drowning themselves into the intoxication of alcohol, marijuana, and phencyclidine. And the busy people have no idea that they were standing on a living graveyard in a frenzy.

Finally, we met with the two. “What have you three been doing in the club without me?” I greeted them. Angelica pouted her heart-shaped lips. “You don’t sound so pleased seeing us again, President Hibara.” She has long wavy golden-brown hair and golden-brown eyes. “Ya. This is CSD Detective Club’s unplanned reunion, President Hibara. Don’t smash us with yer tongue, ‘kay?” said Cassandra, the brown-eyed girl with shoulder-length black hair and bangs.

She asked as I chuckled softly. "It's more than okay. $200 per hour sounds like magic to me," I answered happily. "I'm glad to know, but before we reach, I would like you to learn about a few rules of my club," she said. "Okay," I answered. "My club has both humans and supernatural beings as customers and clients. Only rich clients and customers get to walk into my place. The building is divided into three parts. At the top of the building is where the humans usually chill, party, and drink. The bartender and DJ are vampires. Not to brag, but my kind does have killer bodies and faces before your own," she said as I glared at her.

She was already taken for life. “Hello, Eros! Are you sure I’m the first? What about Andrea?” said Skylar with a chuckle, briefly shaking his hand. Christian led her to a chair, and they sat down. “Andrea isn’t a part of our group. She dined with us only once,” said another guy with aquamarine eyes and dark, jet-black curly hair. “I’m Maddox Laurier, the owner of this club. Welcome to Escapades!” “Hi! It’s a fantastic place!” said Skylar, noting the way his eyes sparkled at the mention of Andrea’s name. So was this the guy who hit upon Andrea?

I’m beginning to wonder if she’s being deliberately vague or if she just keeps forgetting that I’m still the new girl in town. Shay laughs lightly and tucks her fuchsia-streaked hair behind her ear. “So this club is astrology themed, right?” she asks rhetorically, gesturing to the Club Zodiac sign. “There’s a special party here the night before the full moon every month, with guest DJs, cage dancers, shot girls, the whole nine. It makes sense in context of the astrology theme, but it’s really for us.” She winks, leaning in and dropping her voice low. “As you can see, though, a bunch of humans turn up too, so don’t go howling to the moon or anything.” I roll my eyes, giggling as I glance towa

AYLA When Liam and I enter the dining hall, we see Evelyn and Henry at the main table talking to the 3 guests. Packmembers have started coming into the hall, and the Omegas are busy setting up the buffet. We go to our seats and greet them. The woman between them smiles kindly at me and bows her head. “Luna, with all the mess earlier, I think we forgot to introduce ourselves. I am Councilmember Clara. This is my mate and Councilmember Robert. And the gentleman over there is Charles, also a Councilmember.” She says and smiles at me.

This is a message, but why? “NOOOOOOO!” the pained roar from my club prez makes me look at him. He is heartbroken. My eyes fill with tears. Hatchet and Deanna were like grandparents to me and the mother and father to everyone here. The club’s past leaders, the alphas of the Princes Of Darkness MC. “Nanna, pop-pop.” Luna and RJ run towards them. When I intercept them both, holding them back. Luna screams and cries, and RJ is the same.

I couldn’t believe that our conversation had lasted this long. Mr. Clyde took care of the plates and teacups while me and Suri exchanged air kisses to say goodbye. Apparently Amano and her are going on a date and she had to prepare herself for it. I too have one (although I wouldn’t call it a date) but still I needed to make myself presentable looking. “I’ll see you tomorrow in your unveiling,” Suri stated when we were in my doorway. “My what?” I arched a brow. She did the same, probably taken aback. “Didn’t you know? You have your own private party tomorrow to celebrate your membership into the club. Since this was first established a year ago, we didn’t have any outsiders as members at all

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

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".