Novel & Cerita The Clubhouse Floated Away

"No worries, you guys be careful." We said goodbye from the shallow end as our friends gathered their things and left out the side gate. The water was still around us, and the quiet was a welcomed change. Once we heard the last car pull out of the driveway, Collier resumed his pursuit of happiness. It didn't take him long to untie the strings of my bikini, and it floated away before sinking. His shorts met the same fate shortly after.

Even if she doesn't listen now, I had all day. We arrived at our destination quickly. “Wow,” I muttered under my breath, taking in the large rise building. The St. Belmont’s County Club was on the beach, a club founded for rich people to mingle and interact with themselves over their love for horses and daiquiris. “Alright, everyone nice and fast, we're already late.”

Gianna The clubhouse is unusually quiet, yet there is excitement buzzing in everyone here. A rival club helped the police confiscate Wolf Blood's consignment, so they have decided to retaliate. I don't know much about the club's business because no one bothers to tell me anything, which is fine. After all, I am not a part of their club. All I know is that the members, or as they call themselves wolves, have left for a revenge attack. Everyone is waiting for the good news since the wolves have left the compound.

She had a temper like her grandmother Raine. Maverick was thinking they had a rat in the clubhouse. He had sent all club women away to another chapter. All the officers had their families at the clubhouse during lock down. He had the hacker’s working day and night trying to figure out how they were finding out when Miranda left the clubhouse. They had searched the local area and found no kind of cameras or people watching the clubhouse.

The boat in the picture was even bigger and more beautiful. Most importantly, the entire hull was covered in irises, my absolute favorite flower. There wasn’t a single rose to be found. When I got home, I started packing my things. I slowly sorted through my clothes and legal documents, neatly folding everything. Then, I found the photos from all the years we had spent together. Every single one had a note written on the back. I flipped through them, one by one. On the photo from our trip to Lake Green, she had written, “I want to cling to Aussie for the rest of my life.”

I turn to Caddie and Chad. "I'll see you guys later. Please.. take care of each other. Tomorrow is never promised to any of us." My voice cracks as I breathe in a shaky breath. "I'll call you later on," Caddie says, wrapping her arms around me. I look at Chad, placing a hand on his shoulder as his eyes look void of any real emotion. I know he's been having nightmares and the Club has been put on the market. Apparently, his insurance coverage doesn't include arson or water damage. Leaving him up a creek without a paddle.

Just after midnight we stopped back at the clubhouse and most of the members had either passed out or gone to the back rooms. At 2 AM I opened the door of my room quietly and listened. There were no sounds in the clubhouse and I made my way to the meeting room and opened the safe. I had seen Albert Clark, the Treasurer, punch in the combination a few times. I took the club laptop out and quickly copied everything onto the external hard drive.

not that I needed anyone to drive me. I drove towards the clubhouse immediately, completely forgetting about Dinner with the Family.. All I wanted to do at that moment was getting away from the mansion and get a breathe of fresh air.. The drive to the clubhouse was surprisingly short and in no time I was at the underground parking lot of the clubhouse.. I got out of the car and walked towards the elevator which was meant for the VVIP guests.. I held onto my coat tightly as I stared at my reflection on the elevator walls. “ You brought this upon yourself..” I mumbled before walking outta the elevator..

Teacher Mary stood calmly, arms crossed, assessing the chaos. The figure reached us. It was Alyssa, and she was out of breath. Teacher Mary gave her a moment to catch her breath before nodding for me to get water. I handed Alyssa my hydro flask. She drank deeply then gasped, “Cher, the captain’s cabin—it’s been opened.” We rushed to the cove. The barge was no longer afloat as I had imagined. A fourth of it had already sunk into the shallow water. It was shallow enough to keep the captain’s cabin from being submerged completely.

But out by the bikes, the night refused to fade. The clubhouse itself looked like it had been standing for a hundred years. Brick scarred from bullet holes, faded paint on the doors, broken neon beer signs in the windows. The kind of place that warned strangers to keep moving—but promised family to those who belonged. Ashley had never felt so far from belonging, yet strangely tied to it already. Nolan swung off his bike and barked orders. “Unload. Clean up. Nobody talks about what happened tonight outside these walls.” The others moved fast—Jax disappearing into the shadows with weapons, Cole hauling gear, Ace lit another cigarette, like nothing had just gone wrong out there in the desert.