The Little Club Adventures Novels & Stories

Chapter 30 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• Our club— ‘The Night Trap’ has been buzzing with a lot of people lately. I guess everyone is suddenly going through a rough patch, and just wants to… cool off. It's situated at where one would describe as an unassuming location—rather unsuspecting, away from prying cops who love to stick their noses in our business. One would never guess there's a kinky sex club off this quiet, dark street. That's how we wanted it to be, that's why it's called ‘The Night Trap.’

A witch over two millennia old. Surely a creature that ancient, who had walked the earth since before empires rose and fell, would know a way to fix me. Finding her, however, had been a nightmare. Melissa Morange was a phantom. There were no records of her in the Association’s archives. But rumors were a powerful currency, and I’d bought enough of them to learn she was a frequent visitor of Club Eternal. As the name suggested, it was a playground for the immortals. Humans were allowed in, of course, but only as cattle, prey to be seduced, fed upon, and discarded.

"Thank Ms. Ellison for her kindness on my behalf, but my life isn't meant to clean up after her." I hung up and looked out at the busy traffic below. The collapse of that project had come even faster than I expected. A faint smile spread across my lips.

"Compared to your wild-growth groves, it’s a desert. Your land has a mystery to it. You feel like the forest is protecting you. That place felt like it was trying to put nature in a cage." "Right now, the groves are a bit bleak—it’s late in the season," Selene said. "But Mael, my lead groundskeeper, has finished the winter lodge by the Sunfang Pavilion. I’ve had the solar heating repaired. I plan to spend the snow months there, watching the wolves run the treeline. You should check it out tomorrow." "I'd like that—assuming the morning doesn't bring my father’s security detail with it," I said. My stomach did a nervous flip at the thought of the Stormborn Alpha’s inevitable reaction.

Bullies left me alone and I had never felt more appreciated in the eyes of a man. "Be careful, amor, make sure you drink responsibly and don't forget that these are not your class of people, Lia." Mother warned me for the upteenth time that night, as she fixed the choker on the neck of my rather tight, short, club dress. I heard father scoff from our small living room, where he sat marking employment opportunities off a newspaper. His reaction made me chuckle. "Let the poor girl go and have some fun, Lolita." He murmured.

for danger was ahead of them. After her bath, she left her room..wearing a red studded gown, which fell at her knees..she took the path to the library. She needed to pick a new book to read, maybe one with adventure...as she walked all the demons paused and disappeared on the spot. Cleansing the library before she even stepped inside. The library was Madeline's favorite place so far, the books..which fueled her imaginations and made her thinking of the world like it was a fairytale.

She scoffed and stormed out. Such an annoying being. I thought of what to wear to the club. I wonder why the client chose a club instead of a normal restaurant. Did he expect us to wear a suit to a club? Oh well, however, they want it, I was sure to give it to them hot hot.

But neither the gods know what sinister mysteries lurk in the quiet, lush town, hiding behind the endless sea of weeping willows and towering mahoganies. Today is the day that the Midnight Club goes on yet another one of their pretentious adventures; leaving behind Isaac who was still high on alprazolam, Gwyneth who was still in dreamland, and Dean who has unfortunately passed off. The sun is just starting to shed off its blankets at 7 in the morning. Dew on the shrubs and bushes along the streets and avenues were just starting to dry up. Agatha Leon filled herself with early morning bitter coffee; Mickey took his breakfast with his moms; Isa took bites from a cereal bar while packing her dr

Hardin chuckled. "Don't call him that ever," Clara warned angrily. She was locked up in here because of them, when she got to the last step, she looked around carefully. It was a small bedroom, who would live in a fridge? Was this like a hideout of what? There was a bowl of fruits on the small table next to the bed, there was a wardrobe at the corner and a door which is suspect would lead to the bathroom, the only thing missing in here was a window, how could one breathe in here.

he chirped, "come in. I will explain everything to you." I nodded and walked behind him as we got in. We were at the inventory of the club. I was standing there, looking around the place, while Ahmed uncle was taking something out from the lockers. Within five minutes, he brought a pair of clothes to me. "Have this, this will be your uniform," he told me. "Uniform?" I looked at him with a confusing look. "Yes," he nodded. I couldn't understand a thing. Uniform for what? What do they want me to do?