روايات وقصص ضمن Yarichin Club

Judging. Beside me, Ryu stood tall, his expression was unreadable. His jaw was clenched tightly, but his eyes—those fierce, stormy eyes—held something I couldn’t name. Was it fear? Determination? Or was it for me? Whatever it was I couldn't tell. The Ironclaw Pack stood across the arena, opposite us. They looked like they were carved from the mountains—which was huge, muscular, and ready to tear through anyone who stood in their path. At the front of them stood Alpha Theron.

I need to leave, I can't let Ace anywhere near him. Fuck this shit! I stand with determination, turning the shower off and I grab my towel. I quickly dry myself off and get changed as fast as I can. I grab my things and rush out of the changing rooms, down the hall, and exit the club. I turn around, looking up at the flashing sign 'CLUBROOMS' and raise both my hands up, flipping it the bird. "Fuck you!" I yell at the sign. "FUCKKKKK YOU!" I abruptly turn and run across the carpark.

her subordinate reported. “Paradise Club?” Ynes frowned slightly. At the same time, she felt a little disgusted, because that club was a notorious top recreation center in the Imperial Capital City. It specialized in providing illegitimate services to customers. Ynes never expected that Wikkan also liked such things. “How many people did he bring with him?” Ynes asked. “Other than himself, there were three bodyguards, all of whom were wearing red trench coats. They should be Red Moon’s kamikaze soldiers.”