The 5am Club Novels & Stories

“No. No, I don’t have any outfit. But that depends on what type of club we are going to.” Amy laughed. “The club we are going to isn’t like some run down place, chica.” She rushed over to my bed and sat beside me. I could see excitement written on her face. I knew she was about to give me juicy details of the place from the look on her face. “The club is a den for meeting the type of men who can bring heaven to you. There’s the bad boys, the rich dudes, the sinfully good looking men. God, there is so much to choose from if these men are put in a pool to choose from.”

I said, even as I reached for my jacket. “You always are,” he replied smoothly. “But this is important. The kind of important that keeps your territory quiet and your profits cleaner.” “An hour,” I said. “That’s all you get.” The club was hidden in plain sight, tucked between a high-end restaurant and an art gallery. No sign outside. Just a bouncer who didn’t ask questions once he recognized me. Inside, the air was thick with bass and smoke, red lights washing over bodies pressed together in calculated intimacy.

Dayane arrived at 9 pm to pick me up, I even replied saying that we were only going to be there for a short time. "Don't worry, the club closes at five in the morning," he said matter-of-factly. 5 am? Is this time for a party to end? - What? No! I don't intend to stay there until late - I replied scared - I don't want to go past midnight. - Serious? Too bad, there are so many handsome men there - I smiled mischievously.

This night, the city of light was about to get a very special guest in their very special club. There was no guard to stop me from going out which was a first and my grin widened at the thought. For now I was not going to care wherever the hell my husband was. I just wanted to enjoy myself, drown away my reality in the throes of good music and alcohol. Stepping into Club 57 was like entering a whole new world. The place was decked out in shiny chrome and cool ice blue, with lights flickering to the thumping rhythm of the music blasting from the DJ's booth on the far left. The entire warehouse floor had been transformed into a massive dance floor, where people were moving and grooving to the

As if sensing what I was thinking, Dutton stroked my leg under the table. “Well, the limo is outside, let’s head to the club,” Dante yelled, “Tonight is on stock market!” “I’m not old enough,” Amelie pouted. “Pfft,” Dante said, “I own the club. You’re 21 tonight. Just don’t drink, ok?” Amelie replied, “I don’t want to get you in trouble.” “No phones are permitted in the club,” Dante stated, “No paparazzi at the doors either.”

I say not loud enough for anyone who's not next to us to hear, yeah I know it's stupid to think they won't hear me, especially Winston with the way he was staring at me he definitely heard me. “ At Nigh, where most of them hang out,” Faith says. “What's that?” Amber and I asked her. “It's a club where most witches go and have fun or do magic” Say like it's no big deal. Forgotten about my food I turned her around and said “Tell me more about that club” so she did by the time she was done Amber and I were preparing to go see that club since tonight happened to be one of the nights that they open. With the boys being mad that they couldn't go in, we didn't want no fight to break out before I co

It's 6:00 pm and the girls of the club are having a rehearsal at the stage. It's the 5th year anniversary Desiderium bar and club. The secret exclusive bar for the Powerful man in the Philippines. But it was hidden by the name of the Desiderium club for rich kids. " Girls! Make it soft! The movement was all stiff! And NO ONE WILL EAT!" The dance instructor yelled as she looked at the Girls who's sneakily having a bite of sandwich.

By the time I'm done, it's about 11 pm, and I'm more than ready to have the time of my life tonight. It takes me about 30 minutes to locate the club because, for some reason, it's located in a hidden place. On a normal day, it blends so well with the other offices located there too. But it's said to be the best club and even has a rating of 4.5, quite impressive, right?

"I'm going to check out that beauty club. There's a restaurant next door. You and Carl go ahead and order. I'll join you soon." Carl nodded gently. "Alright, no rush. We'll wait for you." After getting out of the car, Amelia walked straight toward the beauty club. Several pots of blooming white flowers were arranged at the entrance, their faint fragrance drifting in the air. In the window was a handwritten poster: "Exclusive formula, reverse time, restore your youthful appearance." Amelia's gaze was calm. As she reached the door and was about to push it open, someone came out. "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

she said, a blush rising in her cheeks. “Several?” Dashiell Murdock scoffed, arms crossed. “Why not hand him a damn map? Who the hell would buy an ad like that?” My jaw clenched, but Ami didn’t flinch. “Many would, actually,” she replied coolly. “Those businesses would become part of the Radiant Club.” “The what?” Murdock echoed. “The Radiant Club,” she repeated with a light laugh. “Members of the club offer exclusive perks discounts, special Radiant hours for our users. So, even with five jewelry stores nearby, the one offering that extra value? That’s the one users will choose.”