Pochi World's End Club Novels & Stories

But one day, after coming home from college, a bad feeling lingered in his heart. Ignoring the chill that ran down his spine, I look for something to eat in the kitchen. There was pasta with some meatballs. After heating the food in the microwave, he approached the lonely dining room and ate his food alone. He would never forget how bland and tasteless pasta and meatballs were. Continuing with his routine, he realized that he was free so he turned on his console and continued his game in one of his favorite RPGs 'End Fantasy'. When he was about to defeat a Boss who possessed the appearance of an angel with black wings, his house phone rang.

to look for the one chance to get my beloved grandfather back. The other members of the Council of Ten are noticeably subdued. I think it's only now, with Grandfather gone, that they are coming to realize just how much he did on a daily basis to keep this place going. At any given time, we're just one disaster away from everything crashing to a halt again. We can't help but wonder why, and it is the subject of many of our conversations. Why was our worldship abandoned, left to its own devices in the depths of space? Why hasn't anyone from Earth bothered to see if we're all right, or if we're even alive? Do they think we died?

(Titus POV) It’s been a few days since we’ve gone into The Dark World, and it couldn’t be worse. It’s like a warzone out there. Many swarms of demons have attacked us each day. Then, when we think it’s over and can finally rest, more appear in our sights. In other words: we have not made any progress. If we keep this up, we will not make it to Gabe in time. So it is time that I devised a plan.

This is not normal behavior! But I couldn't help it. The way he moved, all controlled power and lethal grace. Damn. In less than two minutes, all four guys were on the ground, groaning in pain. And the leader had been punched. I sat there with my mouth open like a fish. Who the hell is this man? And more importantly, why didn't he tell me he was secretly Batman? The leader from the club, reached into his pants and pulled out a knife. Oh no. My heart stopped.

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

Once again, Derreck had no idea why his friend had to meet him so urgently, but nevertheless, he decided to take him up on the offer. As they left the Gray Family Mansion, Peter drove his boss to the club where he was to meet Garrett. Since he was early, he decided to go in and get the private room that they had always booked; this was his club after all, so he was welcome to come and go as he pleased. Club Endless had been opened for roughly 1 month; it was under construction before Denice left and was complete some-time after she was gone. Business was booming; Club Endless was a way for people to enjoy themselves without the riff-raff of a regular club. He arrived at around 9:45; his body

I might have killed him. I shivered. The housemates lined up at the entrance of the main door here in the mansion, including us. All are waiting for their arrival. I hid behind my mom when I heard the sound of the car owned by the Villareal family. They had already arrived. Everyone bowed down as a signed of greetings when the Villareal family arrived. Congratulating Luxious who's now in a good condition. The boy was casually walking in the middle. He doesn't even look at anyone, he only looks in front.

My Porsche sat a few rows down, black paint gleaming under the sun. At least something in this damn world made sense. I unlocked it, slid into the driver's seat, and shut the door harder than necessary. The world instantly dulled. The chaos disappearing into the background. I tilted the seat back and let out a long breath. "This is so fucking stupid." I mutter to myself and closed my eyes. Maybe I just needed a minute. Just a few minutes to clear my fucking head. But no, it was like the world was against my peace.

"You should join the Moonscribe Guild." "Then explain it to us!" Dilios demands, leaning against the wooden pillar. "Master Leonidas literally told you 'we will speak later at the Citadel.' He called the Argyros fortress your home!" Before I can utter a single excuse, Dilios and Nyra both let out a violent howl of shock, staring down at Dilios' electronic device. They had just searched the high-tier pack registries on the network.

With the information that they were able to receive from the former King and the Queen, they realized that there was a total of 25 people in the clan except, the old master. Out of those 25 people, five of them were in the same age as the old master and had naturally died leaving the human world. Now from the remaining 20 people, around two of them have died an accident while the remaining three of them were behind the bars for some or the other crimes committed by them. Similarly, the list kept on shortening due to some of the other reasons and in the end, the 25 people's list came down to a list of 12 people.