Romance Club Games Novels & Stories

Commissioner Blackwood's threats from the banquet dinner hung over every man on the ice. "Game 7," Clint grunted, dropping the puck onto the white ice. Jax won the draw, sweeping the puck back to our blue line. "Move it!" I barked, digging my steel skates into the ice. *** The game turned into a complete bloodbath before five minutes ticked off the clock. Ref Clint refused to blow his whistle. A heavy Chicago enforcer charged from behind the net, driving his elbow straight into my chest pad. The impact jarred my raw burn wounds, a sharp spike of heat shooting up my back.

If Nico Bernardi were to return her, the Club would have to refund him. Then, what would become of her? “Will I be sold to another patron of the Club?” She asked. It never occurred to her that Club Roman implements a Lemon Law for all the women it auctioned where buyers can have a chance to return the goods if they don’t find it suited to their taste. Just like a defective car. She finds it difficult to breathe. What would happen to her if Nico would return her and get a refund? Will the organizers of the Club kill her, like what Kate Ash insinuated?

I thought of my limited budget so I did not participate in their conversation. Pretty soon, the lights turned on. I got up and signaled to them that I needed to go to the restroom. Charm followed me. “The guys would like to check out the gaming zone and have snacks. I stopped and looked at her. “But I don’t have enough money. I only have a return jeepney fare and some cash to buy cold drinks.” Charm smiled “Let’s look first at our options. After all, the cutest guys in our year are with us.” I turned and said “I don’t really get why you are so excited. They are our classmates and we see them practically every day.” Charm grabbed me and said “Yes, but today is Saturday and we get to be with t

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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.

This story may be triggering for some. It does have bad language, dark sexual themes and scenes in a bdsm club. Please beware. Brandt "Boss, I've got a young lady out here that says there is an emergency and she needs to get her mother from inside the club.” I heard this in my earpiece. It’s Wednesday night and well, never a dull moment in a BDSM club, no matter what night it is.

“Let us all welcome, Ms. Daniella Émile Rosecraft, our newest member of the Fancy Pants Club.” I heard Suri announce loudly. I beamed a smile then, but it wasn’t enough to stop the trembling of my lips. Mr. Ian, who opened the door, motioned for me to come inside. I did and as I took in the scene of the Club dining room, I almost stopped breathing. My God, I feel as if I am in bishounen heaven right now. Picture an otome game where the protagonist has to choose between a number of hot men sitting in a long table wearing tuxedos of different styles and color. This is what I am experiencing now except for the fact that I am not choosing any of them to be my romantic partner.

] Marcello ordered coming in behind them and they left her alone with him, ‘E adesso, dove eravamo rimasti?’ [No, nowwhere were we?] He sneered standing in front of her his hands went to the waistband of her pants, ‘Facciamo un gioco piccola principessa. Puoi fare le tue domande mentre gioco con il tuo splendido corpo, sembra giusto, vero?’[Lets play a game little Princess. You can ask your questions while I play with your gorgeous body, that sounds fair doesn’t it?]

I took a sip of the delicious smoothie and sunk deeper in the couch, trying to avoid the eyes of my cousins. "Niyler!" Madison yell. "Fine. Harper is right, but at the same time it's your life. I just don't want you to get your heart broken because of an jackass who does not even deserve to breathe the same air as you." I sat around the table with Harper, Madison, Varona, Cathlin and another girl Tony. Thanks to Madison it wasn't hard for us to get into the club. It was this new hot club in Rome called Triple threat. According to Tony who I got along with much better than the other two girls, it was one of many in Italy.

After a while, I saw the writing on the wall and I wasn't heartbroken over the inevitable breakup either. Not long after the breakup, Miko admitted to her and her boyfriend's breakup. We laughed at our luck with the opposite sex and decided we should meet up back at the BDSM club for their "game night." The club ran themed events throughout the month: lesbian night, gay night, game night, singles night, couples night, etc. Considering our love of old fantasy board games etc, we decided to have some fun and unwind. We met up that night and immediately jumped into a Magic: The Gathering 5-person game that ended up lasting two hours. After we were both knocked out at the one-hour mark, I offere