The Losers Club Novels & Stories

But now that she mentioned the name Kirby again, he wanted to know who he was. "Is Kirby someone special to you?" Brieanna met his gaze. That was for a moment and she stare back front. Guess she didn't want him to see her lonely eyes when she talks about the guy. "Kirby is my best friend. We met in a family reunion. He was not family, more of a distant cousin's friend. I don't know how but me and him got closed together and we would talk all the time about just our loneliness." She stopped to inhale and then sighed heavily. "But he is a damn loser! He suddenly disappeared without saying his goodbye to me. He just suddenly left me. Then I felt betrayed by the only person I trusted, the only p

They both seemed like they were congratulating me for being here. “You guys, stop it! We’ve already talked about this.” Mary said as she settled down, facing both guys. “Talked about what?” I asked as I sat down right beside Mary. “About putting an end to the so-called ‘losers’ club,’” Mary replied, deliberately accentuating the losers’ club. “Yeah, we did, but we don’t know how.” Rock started. “Look around, Mary Jane Espinosa. Everyone’s looking way better than they were last school semester, and we are still … us.”

" They were so persistent that I willed myself to ignore the itching and burning in my throat. Clapping a hand over my nose and mouth, I hurried to the table, picked up a glass of beer, and downed it in one go. I then turned and made a beeline for the door. Caleb lounged on the couch and called out to me, "Hey, where do you think you're going? We're not done drinking. You need to have a drink with each of us, princess." "That's right. This is what hanging out is all about. You can't drink and leave without tossing some jokes around. We're not all that bad, right?" Breathing became difficult as if a leaden weight pressed down on my chest. At some point, I couldn't even make out what they were

They call me the prettiest bitch in Baltimore for a reason. This back room club doesn’t have a name on the door. We just call it Lose and Get Fucked. I come here every weekend. Win big, walk out with stacks of cash. Lose… and I leave limping, sore in all the right places, body humming from being used exactly how I like. “And after I’m done,” he added, lips brushing my earlobe, “Vito and Marco take over. Any style they want.” I frowned, pulling back just enough to meet his gaze. “That wasn’t the deal…”

"Aaron is the Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack—the most sought-after bachelor in the clans. Everyone knows he's been waiting all these years for Lily. Our future Luna will be her. You, no matter how pretty, don't even register in his eyes." His words sliced through me, cruel and precise. I clenched my fists so tightly my nails bit into my palms, but I had no retort—because every word he said was true. Seeing me speechless, Felix's lips curled into a lewd grin. His eyes gleamed with sick amusement.

Cynthia: “Hey, Nadia. I just wanted to let you know I’m not upset about you leaving the club. Honestly, I think you made the right call. After that night, everything went downhill fast. Mr. Edwards’ business went bankrupt, and he was a big part of the club. In just a few days, the club’s gone—vanished. It’s hard to believe, but it’s true. You dodged a major mess. Don’t feel guilty. Take care of yourself and Chris. You’re better off now.” Nadia’s grip on the phone tightened. She stared at the message, her heart racing. The club—the one that had been the city’s most famous—was gone? Just like that?

"It was right before your mother found out she was pregnant. Me and the guys were having a gathering at our favorite bar next to the border. It was a no-man's-land, not ours or the Hell's Angels, a bar we frequented before and never had a problem. But that night a bunch of new upshoots trying to earn their way into the club with less sense than fucking toddlers shot up the joint. They were looking for more territory and wanted to earn a patch by taking out our men. "Lost two of my best guys on that trip, but those young fucks didn't have enough experience and the club leader hadn't given them shooting lessons. The two they shot were lucky hits because they couldn't hit the broadside of an el

said Claire again. "Then, what punishment will the loser get?" asked Leon innocently. "The loser ..." Claire was deep in thought. "What? What?" Leon asked impatiently. “The losers have to run and the winners have to catch up. If you can, the winner may hit the hand of the other player," replied Claire. She doesn't know if the plan will work. However, Leon nodded his head excitedly. "Alright, are you ready?" asked Claire. "Ready! You will lose!” exclaimed Leon excitedly.

He fucked me in front of the entire underground club, making me moan and beg while they cheered. When he finally came deep inside me, he held me close and whispered: “This is only the beginning. Tomorrow you fight again… and the loser gets used by the entire winner’s crew.” I smiled weakly, cum pouring from every hole, my mind hazy with pleasure. The Underground Fight Club had claimed me. And I was already addicted to losing.

MARIO's POV (2brother) Our kitten has went through so much, i feel so guilty that i was never able to protect her, we all were devastated when she left or was kidnapped. Mom used to cry so much, dad went to all ballistic mode, Lorenzo got himself into business, twins went into bad boy mode, Anthony started street racing, Grayson shut himself in his room and did god knows what and i was trying to be sane for everyone but already everyone went into dark mode , Our cousins,grandpa, grandma , uncles, aunts all love Klara a lot, everyone was devastated.