The Calamity Club Novels & Stories

Watching the crowd now would let me know who we could count on and who we would need to watch out for. A group of men sitting towards the front of the crowd, near the stage, caught my eye. They were part of the elitist group and Milo's father's closest advisors. This group of men would be our most significant threat. They were anti-equality. They wanted the omegas to remain as indentured servants to the pack, any wolves whose rank was below a Delta; they looked down on.

“Something like that. They have this thing where they drug the girls, have them do something inappropriate on camera. They’d then be blackmailed into marriage and to keep them quiet about The Club.” “So everyone just screws whoever they want?” “Not the women they marry. Look, Kelley, some things go with their wives, BDSM, some light choking, whatever you’re into. The Club is where they really get their freak on with the girls there. Anything really goes there. Some girls make it out and some don’t. Some end up in ditches or are never found. I know Marcus has killed a few but with their wives … that’s like a front for your underground business. They appear family driven, a married man with a

Melissa was always interested in the newest trend, despite the fact that it didn't matter what it was. Ralph was seated at the bar and kept looking around at the people in the room. He was completely befuddled as to why he was even in this building at this hour. Even at The Roan Horse, Friday night was reserved for dating night, which was a terrible time for what he had planned. When two women walked into the club, he was about to give up and head home thinking that it was a hopeless situation. The blonde with the spikes in her hair exuded an air of worldliness that made it seem unlikely that she could be easily charmed. But, the one with the dark hair appeared to be flawless. Innocent. Gull

73. Bounty Hunters ~ Delmundo Club Succubus was a mixture of a bar and a sanctuary. It was the only place that sold protection in the whole of Shack Town. Maximum security was guaranteed to anyone willing to pay and a lot of people needed protection. It paid well but it was also filled with unending violence, which is why there is an underground exclusive fight club inside. I got to the entrance and rapped on the iron doors. A small square opened and wary eyes peered at Frank, then me.

I was an employee at a secretive research lab located overseas, and I accidentally discovered an impending apocalypse known as the pyro-calypse, so I resigned from my job immediately. But before I left, I signed an NDA with the research lab that stated I must never leak any details about the apocalypse to other people to prevent mass panic on a global scale. After getting off the plane, I went home with my luggage in town. I hoped to convince my mom, Dorothy Locke, and my younger brother, Nicholas Kennedy, to head to the mountains, where we could stock up on supplies and tough out the apocalypse there.

"Look at you, Amelia. You're like a madwoman!" She pointed out the car window. "Do you know where we are? This is where the wolves tore Heidi apart! I'm going to make sure you meet the same fate!" Fear gripped my heart, yet I did not seem to care. Death might even be a relief at this point. "Go to hell!" Mandy flung open the car door and shoved me out. I hit the ground hard, but the physical pain paled in comparison to the sorrow in my heart. Soon, the car's headlights faded into the distance, leaving me engulfed in darkness.

Felix rolls his eyes at all of us. “Anyway! The asshole couldn't handle being mated to a True Alpha and rejected her. She came to me at the club, a mess, just like you were when your first mate rejected you and no, I won’t dignify either one by using their names! We were at the club when the next blow came…I had just finished closing and we were ready to take the night’s profits to the bank drop box, but decided to have a drink and talk about what Avery could do to mend her broken heart. We heard a smash from downstairs as the front windows were smashed and moments later the fire alarms went off. We escaped and I made the drop at the bank, after the fire department left, but my club is a bur

Your character's questionable, and your ability to get things done is even worse. The mistakes Roy made later should never have happened. The world saw me as approachable and always willing to mentor juniors, so Roy deliberately left a small error, thinking I would let it slide. What he never expected was that I was Sarah. The shock was too great. In his panic, Roy forgot to replace the flawed proposal. He really was a case of his own cleverness backfiring. After Wilson left, Roy slumped to the floor, staring blankly at the proposal. "It's over. It's all over…"

That wasn’t good. “I need to take this,” I muttered, already rising from the chair. Tamara arched a brow. “You’re not even gonna finish your food? Wow, must be serious.” I didn’t answer. Walked straight out the side doors and lit a cigarette before I called back. The second he answered, I could hear sirens. “Serg?” “Boss, it’s bad. One of our clubs in Palermo. Whole front went up. Fire started inside, like they planted something. No casualties, but it’s strange… we tried tracing the cause but it's obviously a message.”

Great. “We are moving.” I signaled. “I thought you said no parties.” Kaleb was bound to frustrate me. I rolled my eyes. “We are going there to fucking kill someone, not to feed your dick.” Kaleb was the driver. In about half an hour, we got to the club. The club belonged to me, to the gang. We took a special elevator from the back. I threw the smoke in my hands into a dustbin and withdrew another one. The loud music was always unsettling but I was used to it.