Ouran Host Club Mori Novels & Stories

I asked tori,she shrugged " maybe coz everyone this days is going through some shit " she said like it's a normal thing to say, I shook my head at her...I parked my car then locked it as we went inside the club,Tori knows people so we didn't wait no line plus the owner is my friend Renee( Keri Hilson) ,we been tight since I think primary school we was like 10...we went straight to her office " hey girl-why your place so full tonight?" I asked

Cattleya’s POV "What do you mean? What about this club? Do you know this club?" I showed him the flyer. He sighed and said, "Yes, Jaxon Moretti owns this nightclub. It's a nightclub catering to the most exclusive clientele, and when I say elite, what I mean are affluent, well-connected people." I gasped softly and sat in the chair while thinking about what just happened to my sweet twin sister. “Do you think Ariella….”

You name it, it’s here. For my birthday, we’re hitting my favorite club: Shift. A dance haven with the best food, drinks, and DJ Tag dropping beats that make the walls vibrate. The staff knows me by sight—not just because I’m there often, but because leadership pups are always on the radar, especially those stepping into alpha or beta roles. “Future Alpha Christine. Future Alpha Fatima. Oracle Josefina. Ms. Summer. A pleasure to see you again,” says Guillermo, the club manager, with a wide smile. “Follow me—your booth is ready, and Kimmy will be your server tonight.”

I asked, trying not to judge. “Hardly,” he said, stopping in front of an elevator at the end of the hall. “As unbelievable as it may sound, there are some humans that like the experience. We call them donors.” I nodded, trying to process what I was hearing. “We also cater to other fetishes.” Suddenly, the elevator doors opened and we stepped in. “Sex, feeding, orgies, as well as ballroom dancing, concerts … just about everything imaginable. But here at Club Moroii, we can control it and no one dies.”

Their attire could be picked out from the crowd in an instant, with their long white and gold robes. High Councilor Oran was one of the vampire elders. He had taken the most offense to Morgan skipping out on meetings. After Auri had died, Morgan wanted nothing to do with the High Council. He missed a handful of meetings but they came back with a very nasty threatening letter saying if it happened again, there would be consequences. Morgan was the most influential vampire, managing to not take sides and was held in high regard amongst the covens that even the High Council couldn’t deny him. That’s when he tasked me with going and I had been attending the meetings for over a year now.

There’s a smaller one who must be a little younger than the rest. I feel warm fluid splashing and realize one of the men is urinating on the cage. I try to pull back as far as I can while he laughs. “I will bite his fucking face off Em”. Mor is furious at the act. He walks away nonchalantly with two of them. The younger one lingers a moment and looks down at me with a slight sense of guilt it seems.

What the fuck did she feel when she touched my son? Umiko looks at me and smiles. “Fenriz, these are my two sisters, Hanabi,” she starts, gesturing to the sister in the baby blue dress, then turns to the one dressed in a light yellow blouse. “And Homura; they’re my older sisters. Unfortunately, Hikari, the eldest, couldn’t make it due to a death in their clan, but she will be joining us within the next few days.” “Yoroshiku onegaishimasu,” they say in unison with soft, gentle voices.

"Well done with the entertainment as always, chicas." "Gracias," we chimed giving him our signature smile causing him to laugh. I hoped over the counter while the other two stepped around it. "What table?" Louise asked. "Five." The three of us bickered and chatted as we walked over and what I saw made my heart stop for a moment. I should be used to this by now. After all, it wasn't that unusual for Moroi to show up in this bar considering its popularity. Although I had to admit, I'd never encountered Moroi around our age in this bar.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

But before I could voice my concern, Rex nudged me gently, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "It's okay, Kiara," he assured me, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "We won't have to wait. The club's owned by the Silvermoon pack. Kayden and Jayden gave them a heads up we'd be coming." And true to his word, we bypassed the queue, walking straight up to the entrance. The bouncer, a bulky man with sharp, assessing eyes, immediately recognized Rex and JJ, giving us a curt nod as he lifted the velvet rope for us.