The Losers Club Novels & Stories

"Claire, do you like the spot I picked for you?" Life had become wonderfully peaceful. But a week later, two unwelcome visitors showed up. I'd expected as much. They were billionaires, after all. Finding one person was nothing to them. "Clara..." Diane came running toward me in tears, even stumbling on the path. "Clara, Clara, please don't shut us out. "We know we were wrong. Everything that happened before, it was all a terrible misunderstanding, we weren't thinking straight. "We're your own flesh and blood. Blood is thicker than water.

I retort, and his grin only fuels my irritation. “Fiery Athena, I like it,” he says, his voice full of mocking admiration as I ignore him and start walking toward the club. He follows me, still grinning, as we head inside. After washing up in the bathroom, I join my parents and Josh in the club’s restaurant. My father has already prepared a glass of orange juice and my favorite breakfast: pancakes and cheesy scrambled eggs. Although the food looks delicious, I have no appetite. I scan the restaurant, hoping to catch a glimpse of Cassian, but he’s nowhere to be seen. My father and Wesley are deep in discussion about the stock market, with Josh chiming in occasionally.

Not of being exposed. Of losing him.

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.

He looked up and tried searching for Matt, but to no avail. Python Mountain was WK Club's territory, after all. Now, an outsider was causing trouble and humiliating Quincy, a member of the club. Was the boss really going to do nothing about it? Quincy clenched his teeth and tightened his grip on the knife. At that point, the spectators became increasingly rowdy. "Quincy, are you scared now?" "You're a man, but you're behaving like a wimp!" "We lost all our money because of you! You're a pathetic loser!"

All five of UN Club’s team members were filled with enthusiasm as they quickly killed the remaining members of Sparks Club. After that, they went ahead and destroyed Sparks Club’s inhibitor! They won!

I’m in my early twenties, I want to be room sharing with some girlfriends, running my own business. “It’ll be fine.” Atlas says. “We’ll be sensible. We’re going to Luna’s.” Right. Of course they would be. Luna’s is only the most prestigious club here in Minnesota. The high-rollers hang out there, celebrities go there and I guess these guys are amongst that crowd. They earn the big bucks, they work hard and they play hard. It’s an exclusive club. “You can come.” Calli says.

sure that your talent will be well compensated." He fixed his eyes on hers this time, "No need to sign it now, the event will take place in six months. You have two weeks to think it over. The opening of the club will happen right after a fashion launch." Cathy tries to return the files, "It's yours," Jon said with a smile. He ordered coffee for both of them, and chatted for a short while. "So, how's work going?" He was trying to start a friendly conversation." Cathy smiled at him, "Nothing different," she started to look around. "I'm just wondering," he was sipping coffee, "how did you ask them to take me off work? Ordinary clients can't do that." She was looking straight at him." He cough

No other families in Centuria by the name of Keaton are fit to be part of the social upperclass besides us, losers! Ophelia then turned to Aubrey and hissed out, "So what if you have good grades? So what if you spent the whole year preparing for this program? One word from my father and all your effort will go to waste!" Aubrey lowered her head, knuckles turning white as she clenched them. I immediately understood something upon seeing Aubrey's reaction. This Ophelia Keaton girl must've constantly bullied Aubrey here at the university. Christine was never one to flaunt her influence and had always hoped Aubrey and I could make a name for ourselves. That was why Aubrey and I never revealed ou

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.