Toga Gacha Club Novels & Stories

At the side of the club was a counter with a male bartender wiping glasses whilst taking order from his attendees. The stench of drugs, cigarettes, sweat and weeds floated through the air, bodies sweating and grinding on each other. Yara lit a stick of cigarettes which she had gotten from the club, puffing the smoke lazily through the air. She scanned around for Tola who seemed to be in a deep conversation with some guy who had dreads and tattoos around his body. She scowled, watching him run his hands on her bum while Tola who seemed uncomfortable plaster a smile at the pervert. She watched as he kept trying to run his fingers around her bosom. She huffed, tossing the cigarettes away.

But as we drove through, Sage's silence and occasional glances in my direction made me feel like an outsider, a constant reminder that I didn't belong in their pack. Tonight is when Sage announces me to the pack as his new Luna. I stood beside Sage, my heart racing with fear and a hint of discomfort. We were surrounded by the pack, their eyes fixed on us as Sage raised his hands for silence. "My dear pack members," he began, his voice echoing through the hall. "I have an announcement to make. As you all know, our pack has been without a Luna for a while now. But tonight, I proudly present to you our new Luna, Lyra!"

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

It was a call from Garfield. “What’s the matter?” “Tyr, come to Sakura Clubhouse as soon as possible and bring twenty thousand yen in cash with you. I’ve run into some trouble…” Tyr frowned immediately. “What did you do?” “Well…” Garfield sounded quite bashful from the other end of the phone. Tyr guessed it all at once. “F*ck! Did you really…” “Dude, I… I didn’t know that this place doesn’t support electronic payment here…” “F*ck!”

“They were too noisy, mo pheata.” Gator shakes his head at Sidhe, causing a piece of his purplish raven hair to fall over one of his steel grey eyes. “Overkill as usual, ma Doudou,” he says then sweeps his hair back into place with a tattooed bronzed hand. Gator or Tee is an MMA champion and a former gang leader from Louisiana. “Yep, but you love me!” Sidhe says before kissing Gator. Here we go again. I roll my eyes. This is normal for the Death Kings.

I grab my silver clutch quickly, putting on my jewellery and follow behind miss thing. After an hour, we arrive outside the club. The driver helps us out and we walk to the front of the line. Lola speaks to the doorman, and he nods and opens the velvet rope and she smiles at me, takes my hand and pulls me inside. The music is pumping the closer we get to the inside. The place is packed. There are woman dancing in cages and on a small stage above the bar. The dance floor is filled with people grinding and dancing. Lola leads us to the side of the dance floor where a man is standing in all black.

"I'll just apologize to him tomorrow." "So what do you have," Trix directed at Marcus, rubbing her hands together. "Ah," Marcus fumbled through his pocket and pulled out a clear bag. "Nothing right now except this really. I bought of off a gypsy of sorts, said it was organic. I tried it and it didn't do sh*t though," Marcus said. Trix grabbed the bag and observed the powder. As she held it towards the sunlight, it sparkled like the stars. "I'll take it," she said stuffing it in her pocket.

Maya's pov “You should come,” Benta whines as I close the locker, fixing my jacket. “Yeah, you came back and have been working nonstop, you need to have some fun,” Liv adds, swaying her hips. I chuckle pulling the bag to my shoulder. “Ugh, don't you even dare say no tomorrow we don't have work,” Benta interjects. I smile nodding. I need some fun. They all cheer. “We are going to the club,” Lisa hums.

Moments later, Betha arrived, seeing her outfit, very pleased. After getting in the car, the car headed to the city center and drove away, Tg club is the highest level club in Le Thanh, without an invitation ticket, it is impossible to enter. Moreover, invitation tickets are also very difficult to get, you must be a VIP or very close to get them.