Novel & Cerita The Loserz Club

I know he helped us beat the rogues once and I'm sure his contribution would be more than helpful, but I can't shake the negative feeling he extrudes. Before I can tell him no again he continues. "Look, from what I've heard this pack is in great danger and I believe I can help with that. I also believe I deserve another shot. I lost so much in my life. I lost my wife, my daughter for a short period of time, and now I'm about to lose my best friend." The last words tug at my heart and I swallow hard at the thought of my father dying. "I can do this. Let me do this. Let me prove to the people I love that I can be a better man just like you're trying to prove to my daughter that you are trying

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

The girl cursed in anger. Leonna shook her head “I didn’t kill my family and you all know it, they died in the war, why are you making me feel like their death was my fault, non of it was ever my fault and it would never be, stop all these, stop making me feel like I am not part of this clan, stop making me feel like I don’t belong here, you all should leave me the hell alone” she turned to walk away.

"We are gathered here today... To celebrate my birthday, and the return of my daughter. Princess Hivanah, she has gone through a lot, and all we have to do is support her through this phase... So I want to propose a toast, to long life.. And success. Cheers!" He said then raised his cup, he drank, then sat back down. Then the merry making continued. Entertainers of different talents flocked in to display their departmental prowess. Comedians also added to the life of the party, telling their funniest jokes. Ruby was the least entertained, out of the situation of most people around the table who were laughing so hard, even Dexter had forgotten his sadness and joined the merry makers. Ruby hur

Klara's pov Shit! " umm okay i don't have any problems with these rules but i have one question why can't i go to basement? I asked I dont sass until and unless i am provoked, i always respect elders, well boys .. what can you expect from your SIX BROTHERS And bedtime and all is okay.. They won't constantly check up on me Right? "We do business there and we have clients so we don't like to be disturbed okay ?" Said Lorenzo.

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 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.

“You’re allowed to give me a moment to do it.” He accepted that. Picked up his keys. “It was your writing that made me think of it,” he said. “So it would be yours too, if you wanted it to be. Not mine with your name attached. Yours, with whatever support I can offer.” He left. I stood in the kitchen for a long time after the front door closed. I called Kendrick at ten. “Question,” I said when he picked up. “Always a bad sign,” he said. “If someone wanted to use a platform to advocate for better support and research funding around pregnancy loss. Real advocacy, not just content. Could that be a direction?”

Orion The guys wanted to get in some overtime since we have been slammed during the week. I agreed since the volume is more than normal. When the guys asked if they could do this, I said why not, but not a full day. It's Saturday and we'll close at 2pm. I checked my phone before I started to get ready. There was a bunch of messages asking to go clubbing. I rolled my eyes and thought "it's been a long time since I've been clubbing, there's no need for that now." I deleted those messages because I didn’t care much for the sender. I’m 35 with a career, granted I’m not the riches guy in the world, but I feel like I’m pass the point in my life when staying at home isn’t such a bad idea. As

Not of being exposed. Of losing him.