The Next Best Book Club Novels & Stories

Elias pulled out a book and pen from her bag along with her keys, then she handed the bag to Chloe, "I gotta get to the book club now or I'm gonna be late. I'll come to your apartment to get my bag when I'm done," "Alright, see you," "Bye," Elias waved back as she turned around and jogged back into school. They usually held the book club meeting at the art studio, along with a few other students who loved reading, especially Romance novels. The club was composed mostly of girls, with half being nerds like her. Usually, the Club was held for a total of about four hours, but they finished early today, and Elias was walking toward the main college gate alone. It was late afternoon, and the sky

Five Years Later I’ve never really belonged at parties, especially the big ones, filled with people wearing clothes that cost too much and smiling a little too wide. But that night, I was there, at the birthday party of some family acquaintance, in a luxury hotel ballroom, wearing a pale blue evening gown Mom picked out for me. Not because I wanted to be there, but because Tiara had dragged me along. “You can’t keep hiding behind books or SketchUp screens, Tara,” she said, linking her arm through mine as we walked in. “Sometimes you have to be part of the real world.”

"Greyson, you knew territory was a sensitive topic among packs, yet you used it to cause strain among them and demanded military back-up. But in truth, you were hoping to secure your position through war and gain resources for yourself, right?" Before Greyson could reply, I punched another one of Cole's friends in the gut. "Lucas, you tried to manipulate the conflict in the Council of Elders to your advantage and spread rumors of certain packs allying themselves with bounty hunters. But you were secretly trying to stir up unrest so you could paint yourself as the next democratic representative, weren't you?" I threw Lucas toward another person. They collided together like pendulums. "Theodor

"Why? You want to start one?" I nodded. "I was thinking of opening a book café." Nyx and Eloise exchanged a glance before bursting into laughter. "Oh, honey," Eloise giggled. "Alpha rank kids don’t care about books." Nyx nodded. "If you really want to make an impact, open something elite. Something that makes people want to be a part of it." "Like what?" I asked, suddenly interested. Eloise smirked. "A luxury boutique. And not just any boutique. Make it exclusive. Have an elite membership club attached to it. The richer and more powerful they are, the more privileges they get."

I just finished five chapters in one sitting. I grabbed my phone, opened Telegram, and went to my chat group, Lovely Buricats 💦. It's a lively space filled with writers, and as usual, I was late to the conversation. I started back-reading their earlier messages, trying to catch up on the chatter I had missed. Born to Be Wild: Uggghh. Guys! Let's hit a bar tonight. I'm feeling down. How about the new Paradox Club? It just opened let's check it out.

He lets out a frustrated sound and tips his head back, his lips moving dramatically as he silently prays for strength to deal with me. I've seen that look enough to know what it is. "Only the first night of book club is at the store. We take turns rotating every week to people's houses. They took pity on us and let us do it together." He says, showing me his sheet of paper showing what week people signed up for. I have one as well, but I just folded it and shoved it into my book not realizing what it was. "Shit, so what does that even mean?" I ask and Everett shrugs.

No need to look for another lie. "A women's book club, that's what I'm going for," I said, hoping he would believe my outlandish lie. "So let me get this straight." He sat up on his chair. "A bunch of ladies leave their homes with paperback novels, then find a fancy cafe and sit around in a circle talking about fictional characters they're in love with?" he asked, and I nodded at him, thinking this was the best approach. "Pretty much, yeah. It gets worse, but you're not supposed to know about that."

“But just calm down and think about it.” Lena huffed. “Fine. I’ll try.” “Good.” “I’ll talk to you later,” Chloe added. “I’m a bit busy now.” “Yeah… bye.” The call ended. Lena lay back on her bed, her phone resting on her chest. Her eyes stared at the ceiling. Out of all the places in the world— It had to be her book club. The one place she found peace. The one place she genuinely made connections with people that were like family to her.

“You’re totally the leader of our book club; you write her. Maybe it’ll be called The Last Werewolf Ever: For Real. What do you think?” I laughed. “Probably. Speaking of, I should get the next book club scheduled, shouldn’t I? We have so many theories to discuss.” “I’m open tonight,” Kaitlynn offered readily. “I have plenty of ideas of what could happen next.” “Tonight?” I bit my lip and winced, recalling how Brick had said we were going to enjoy his hot tub together this evening when he’d kissed me goodbye at my door. “Um, I can’t tonight. But maybe this weekend?”

She(the night) was already married with four kids and two grandchildren and would be retiring next month. I moved to the next group. Book Seven: "Study to Show Yourself Approved..." The next group was a Bible club. I don't just know how people cram Bible quotations with their exact reference. I could only recall a bible quotation, maybe the book of the Bible where it can be found, but not the exact reference.