Novel & Cerita Time Catcher Romance Club

“It’s about Katelyn. She’s got a new boyfriend, and from what I’ve heard, he’s very handsome. You don’t want to miss this.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut, though I had no idea why. Katelyn was free to do whatever she wanted. We were divorced, after all. But before I could even process the irritation rising in my chest, I found myself saying, “I’ll be there.” The club was warmly lit. It setting was done in such a way that it would rekindle the romance, even in the old couples. The low hum of conversations buzzed over the rhythmic thrum of bass from the speakers. I spotted Scarlett near the bar, her perfectly styled hair glinting under the colored lights.

Well, she had no problem staying out late and decided to wait there until the entire party was over, and she didn't have to get involved in things like this again—at least she ended her college days in a fun way, just like Elena suggested her. She slid the glass door that separated the private room from the middle of the club. Some people were still in the room, including Jake and his girlfriend—Clara forgot her name. But they were making out on the sofa, so Clara didn't want to disturb them. She walked calmly to the right side—farthest from Jake and his girlfriend. There was a stranger wearing a black shirt and a hat covering his face. When she entered the room with Louis, she didn't see th

Sofia laughed softly, her cheeks flushing at the way he looked at her—like she was the only woman in the world. "Are you sure we have time for this?" she asked playfully. "You’re already looking at me like you want to skip the club altogether." "Tempting," Aaron murmured, pulling her closer. He leaned down to kiss her, his lips lingering on hers. "But I promised you a night out. And I plan to make it unforgettable." Sofia smiled against his lips, her excitement bubbling over. "Good. Let’s go." --- The club was an exclusive hotspot, hidden in the heart of the city. As their car pulled up to the entrance, they were greeted by a line of people waiting to get inside. The bass from the music insi

The night had fully dropped now, casting the city in its usual chaos—neon lights bleeding onto rain-slick asphalt, dancers grinding to reggaeton basslines, vampires pulling humans into alley shadows. My club stood at the center of it all, three floors of sin built from generational wealth and blood-stained money. The sign glowed: Inferno. “Don Rafaele! I didn’t know you’d be coming in today,” Madam Cherry shrieks as I step into her portable office in the backrooms of my club. “I want to see my pet,” I reply after a moment of pleasantries. I lower myself to a sitting position whilst lighting my cigar. She glares at me instantly, and I chuckle. She hates it when I smoke in her office.

“And then last night, I groped a stranger in the middle of a club. And I don’t mean brushed his arm and flirted. I mean, I grabbed him—and when he didn’t want to touch me back, I made him.” Silence. “And then—” I pause dramatically as I push open the pharmacy door “—I got fucked against my open living room window. Like… actually up against the glass.” Rachel’s voice shoots back so fast it sounds like she just snorted espresso. “Hold the fuck up. I knew about the club thing last night—but fucking against your open living room window?!” “Yeah,” I say, stepping into line at the counter like I’m ordering a smoothie instead of a morning-after pill. “When I got home, Tommy was there. Like, ringing

The end of the week was not far off, I had three days. Lila left around ten, squeezing my shoulder on her way out and telling me to think about it. Like I could think about anything else. I lay on my back staring at the ceiling for a long time, running the numbers again in my head even though I already knew how they came out. Somewhere around midnight, I stopped fighting it. I sat up, swung my legs off the bed, and opened the drawer where I had shoved the card Lila left me with the club's address on it.

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.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

“My parents take me out all the time.” Noah leaned closer toward her with a smirk. “You’re acting like someone experiencing an after-sex reaction.” Cathy’s face turned bright red instantly. “Fucking stop it, Noah!” “You weren’t telling me to stop last night,” he teased shamelessly. Cathy glared at him while Claudia sighed dramatically. “Two lovebirds.” Still, Claudia’s attention kept drifting back toward her phone. Trevor still hadn’t replied. “Guys, I’ll be leaving first,” Rolex suddenly announced while standing up. “I need to meet someone.”

Tyler replied with a wink. Casey turned around, raising both her brows at Trinity in a 'What was that?' gesture. Trinity shook her head, looking equally puzzled. In the time she'd spent with Tyler so far, she hadn't ever heard Tyler mention a woman. As Casey went to get their clutches, Trinity turned to Tyler. "And who is this specific someone?" "You'll see," Tyler said, giving her a mysterious smile in return. Soon, they took off and it wasn't long before they were pulling up in front of a posh looking club with a line so long, it looked like it'd take them at least an hour to get in.