The 5am Club Novels & Stories

It was 05:30 am and slight rays of the sun just started seeping through the clouds making the sky look half dark. I took my car with myself to drive to my club where I had a gold membership. It was not just a mere club, it had all the Luxuries one would need to work out and enjoy at the same time. It had a long track where I could run for hours and let the sweat drip down my skin, making me feel loose and relax.

And Fantasy was His masterpiece. Invitation-only and wrapped in secrecy, the club existed beneath layers of silence and reputation. No websites advertised it openly. No public guest lists existed. Access came only through whispered recommendations, careful vetting, and the rare blessing of an invitation personally approved by The Master Himself. Inside, however, Fantasy became something entirely different from its modest exterior. It breathed.

It was the longest conversation I had with her. In next five minutes, I was heading to my club Notturno Paradiso as it opens after five in the evening, the only bar & club in the city which doesn't open in the daytime means safety from getting caught in unwanted attention. Mr. Hall would be coming over there to discuss the deal we had when he agreed to help me in getting the permission to open the club in the land attatched to reserved forest land. When I reached at the club through the backside entry, only for the employees and our special guests mostly celebrities and blacklisted people.

Sleek black bars lined with glowing bottles. VIP sections raised above the main floor, separated by shimmering barriers I recognized as spelled glass. Even the dance floor looked expensive, dark marble that reflected the lights like water. It was beautiful and overwhelming and nothing I hadexpected. “Come on, Amber. Loosen up.” Timothy’s voice cut through my thoughts. “It’s a new club specifically for our kind because we do deserve to have fun. It doesn’t have to be all death threats and ruined debuts.” I let out a sigh, ran a hand through my hair.

“Come with me to a club tonight.” On the other end, Jenny went quiet for a few seconds. “Emma? Are you serious? You didn’t take the wrong medicine, did you?” “I’m serious,” Emma continued softly. “My treat.” The tone of Emma’s voice made Jenny stop joking. She knew her best friend as a good girl. If Emma was asking to go to a club, something was seriously wrong. “Okay,” Jenny finally said. “I’ll pick you up.” *** At ten p.m., neon lights glowed brightly in front of the club. The DJ’s booming music shook the floor the moment Emma and Jenny stepped inside. Jenny glanced at Emma several times, still unable to believe it.

“Alright, hotshot. I dare you to follow me to the Vault.” Emma frowned. “What’s that?” He chuckled, shaking his head at her amusing question. “Well, it’s the hottest, legendary club in the city and no one gets in without a connection or a fake ID. Sneak in with me tonight, and I’ll never call you boring again.” “Club?” She asked, looking away, lost in thought. Jake sneered. “It’s known as the kind of place where rules go to die. You can call it dangerous but it’s also very exciting. You dare?”

Grayson Voss I was supposed to be in a meeting with a cartel rat who thought he could play both sides. Instead, I ended up in a club that reeked of sweat, desperation, and lies. Club Delirium. Ironically named, considering it mostly caters to men trying to forget reality with vodka and silicone. I wasn’t there for pleasure. I was there because the club owner was late on his payments. And late payments in my world meant broken bones or buried bodies.

I chose that period. “I’m busy.” “This is your second mistake, Rose. If you act differently, consider my next move.” What in the world? This is now... “Why did it take so long? Rush, Rose.” I got the package outdoors with her assistance. Yet the atmosphere of the club drastically changed when I left. Even the walls, lighting, and music. “What’s happening?” The club transforms into a sex club, just like a table does. “Today is Friday.” “So?” “The club opens the door for double delight every Friday. The spaces are referred to as unsafe rooms. Each VIP arrived here to fulfill their demands. Look that way.” Red lights blink along a long corridor as some girls enter wearing less clothing. What’s

They weren’t pressing, just curious looks like he was trying to figure me out. We pulled up in front of Club Essence. This was one of Penumbra’s nightclubs that catered to humans. I guessed we were pretending to be human tonight. Either that, or the bosses figured 5th Circle was less likely to try something in a building full of non-supernatural folk. Calling attention to ourselves by the human media would catch the attention of the Supernatural Council, and no one wanted that.

I hiss aloud. It's 11 p.m., and everyone should be at home scrubbing themselves clean of the fifth their bodies have sustained throughout the day. While I sat across the street this morning, I noticed that the club's east wing had been temporarily closed. The large sign that read: 'CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE' Could be seen from the main road. I had intended to set fire to the entire building.