The Loser Club It Novels & Stories

The day seemed to have gone darker quickly, perhaps because of the heavy down pour which have left everywhere looking deserted and wet, puddles could be seen in the dark compound of the palace though a lantern was placed at each corner of it but that didn't stop the night from showing it's true nature, Joshua gradually walked down to Terry's room with both of his hands placed comfortably behind him, he seemed more worried than usual, both disappointment and fear could be visibly seen written all over his face, he feared that Terry might have lost the confidence he has in him as a friend and equally the trust, the fear that his mother have finally succeeded in turning them against each other

She shouted to the bar attainder, can I have 2 shots of tequila, sure he replied back loudly, I looked around and saw a group of people laughing and taking pictures, Amelia here, takes this, it will lighten your mood, I took it in one gulp at once, I’m a light drinker so one shot will do for me, Emily drag me do the dance floor and we started dancing and having fun. I and Andrea walked into the club, Andrea has been my best friend for when I could remember. Ezra come on, let's go, people were dancing, and even though the music is loud I could still hear what people are saying, “No one has to know” a random girl said, “we should head home now before my girl comes, she doesn't know I like boys

I used to be a loser in the library club. Not the cute kind of loser either. Just the regular, invisible, get-talked-over kind. The kind people don't remember unless you're in their way. The club itself wasn't bad at all though. Quiet, kind of cozy. I guess I was friends with some of the girls in it? I don't even remember their names now. Isn't that sad? I just remember the feeling—belonging, sort of.

I hadn't expected to run into Hendrick Jefferson in the living room after leaving his grandmother's room. He had seemingly just returned, with a few friends of his from other wealthy families following from behind. Kellan Lester sneered when he saw me. "Whitney Xander, what a hardworking lapdog you are, buzzing around Hendrick incessantly like a fly." The group of men burst out into laughter while Hendrick flopped himself down onto the couch, crossing one leg over the other. He stared at me coldly, his face dripping with disdain.

She chuckled. “I’m driving.” I said, She threw the keys to me. “Don’t kill us, please.” I caught them. We entered and I started the car. The club on g****e map wasn’t too far away. It was like a twenty minute drive from the house. “What kind of club is it?” I asked. Percy continued lining her lips with a lip liner. “Intense than the last one. Big guys and big asses.” “What does that mean?” “It simply means it’s a VIP strippers club.” She replied.

I had many questions but decided to wait and see, besides there was nothing to be afraid of. Stepping into a room, I sighted about four guys sitting on a couch and staring into the computer. "Valerie, welcome to the losers club." Wesley introduce with a small smile on his face. "Losers club?" My brows furrowed in amusement and I stepped further into the room staring around. "And you're part of it?" "Of course." Wesley replied, plopping down on a small couch. "Hi, I'm Atlas. Welcome to the losers club." One of the guys stepped forward, stretching out his hands for me.

"Okay, so what club is this?" Playing a game alone with a girl? Now this was coming off as some kind of kinky setup, but Charlotte radiates no aura of temptation. She was more like a honed knife, sharp enough that if you lose, it might cost you your life. Where did that rom-com atmosphere go? This turned to a gambling apocalypse! "There're no other club members?" "No." she replies. Could you still have a club without any members? I got serious doubts about that. Honestly, there are no hints..

Claire saw the worried face Carol then patted her shoulder softly . " Fine ! I shall show you a show that will make all of you stunned . " said Claire with a smile . " Good ! But what happens if you lose ? " said Chloe . " Choose the punishment for the loser . " said Claire . " If you lose you will have to kiss my feet in front of the whole school . " said Chloe with a vicious smirk . " Oh ?......then , I am afraid that sixty thousand dollars aren't enough to put myself at risk like this . " said Claire with a noncaring tone .

The club was called The Secret club. Fitting. It was a dark, loud place where people went to forget who they were and what they’d done. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, spilled liquor, cheap perfume, and pure, unadulterated desperation. The bass from the music was a constant, heavy thump in my chest, a heartbeat that was not my own.

“A club. Conner this is the first time I’ve heard of this. So, what is it? An orgy of old people?” “He described it as a safe space to date women his age in a discreet atmosphere who are looking for more than a drink, flowers, and a meal. Women who don’t expect or want to tie him down. I can’t remember the name of the guy that started the club, but women of a financial status who don’t or no longer have husbands go there. It’s an interesting concept.” “Wow, I would never have thought either of those two would be into this. Wait how did Lillian fit into it?”