Yuri B Club Novels & Stories

“Yes ma’am.” ****** *4 hours later* Loud music followed by the cheerful screams of both teenagers and adults reverberated in the air as both girls made their way into the club. Struggling to pass through the crowded hall to the bar, Bree clutched the arms of Giana. When was the last time she got into a club? Years if not months ago. The last time was with Iris. Her best friend would be so mad if she heard that she went clubbing without her.

Yulia asked with an amused frown as she pulled off her helmet. "Anything to sell sex," I said with a shrug. I took the helmet from her and placed it on the motorhome seat. "Let's go inside," I took her hands gently and we walked to the entrance. "Is your bike safe here?" She asked worriedly because the streets were empty except for the two bouncers at the entrance of the club. The Clit was an exclusive club and very private, so there were no people lined up outside waiting to get inside.

away from him. Dane and Max immediately entered because of the scream, they heard inside from the VIP room." What's going on here, "Max said as he looked at Yuri there was a trace of fear on his face Because Sebastian yelled at Yuri, he immediately got up from his seat and slowly approached the door. But suddenly he was stopped by Max. He held Yuri's hand and said "Don't leave," but Yuri didn't listen and slowly removed the hand of Max that was holding him "Please let me go" Yuri replied weakly to Max. So he slowly let go of Yuri's hand. While Dane accompanied Yuri out of the room. "Leave me alone here Dane and go to Sebastian's room now. Don't worry, I'll just need fresh air" Yuri said to

Sebastian asked, his voice rough from the cold. "He doesn't have an address," Braun hailed a passing taxi (using the last of their cash). "He lives in The Bunker." [The Bunker] "Der Bunker" Nightclub. 2:00 AM. The bass was so heavy it vibrated in Sebastian’s teeth. Thump. Thump. Thump. The club was located in a massive, abandoned WWII air-raid shelter. Concrete walls covered in neon graffiti. Thousands of bodies dancing in a trance. Sebastian leaned on his cane, overwhelmed by the sensory overload. The flashing lights triggered a migraine behind his eyes. "This is a laboratory?" he shouted over the music.

Rebecca didn’t want to lose this chance. “Yuri, just relax and have an enjoyable time. I’m not high maintenance like some women. You don’t need to worry; I don’t dance a lot or drink too much. In fact, I’m bored. This club thing isn’t something I would normally choose. So, I’m afraid they picked a terrible location for us, but we will get through it.”

Luna's POV The engine of the car hummed low as we pulled out of the club parking lot. The night outside blurred past the windows, but I only saw Yuri, his grip on the wheel too tight, his jaw locked like he was clenching something he wasn’t ready to say. “That Bratva guy almost hit me? You didn’t even flinch.” Yuri lit a cigarette, eyes fixed on the road. “He wasn’t going to touch you.” “He almost did.”

“He's checking some things out at the club.” “Club?” I asked with a frown. “Yes,” Nicola said. “One of Alessandro's power plants is in a club.” “What's the name of the club?” I asked calmly. “Luna Nera,” Nicola said confidently. “It's one of the biggest, most famous, and most successful clubs in Europe.” “They feature European artists,” Loreta said. “So that keeps the anticipation going.” I nodded and got curious. Nicola finished her coffee, picked up a few things, and left.

But she immediately puts a blank look on her face before walking ahead of us. "She needs to stop being so stubborn before he completely walks away" Tori says as Liam wraps his arm around her waist as we all start to walk inside. I'm amazed at how nice the club looks for tonight. There's a big ass banner hanging above the bar that says 'HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY SLATER!' There's girls here I've never seen before. I look at Malachi with a questioning look. "They're from one of my other clubs kitten. They just wanted the extra money from tonight" he explains as these beautiful half dressed women start to crowd the bachelors. I see our own girls dancing their numbers on the various stages around the c

They probably won't like it seeing that I haven't told Matteo I am back for good but it is my business after all. The club slowly comes into view, a large black building with neon lights flashing along the edges. The club name is boldly written on the wall - LILITH. Ryder parks the car in the reserved space and steps out quickly opening the door for me, I step out of the car, taking note of my surroundings. We walk into the club. The bouncer by the door lets us through without a word, "Welcome Boss," he says but I pay no attention to him. Inside, the music is blasting so loud it makes my ears ring. The place is packed with people, dancing, and drinking. I make my way to the top floor, Ryder

Zuri chirps in. “The painting! It’s a dancing bride.” I turn to her, my blood pumping wildly through my veins. “I don’t know why, but Bhyron is obsessed with some faceless, dancing image of a bride. He has a tattoo of her on his back, he named his club after her, and now… this painting.” Zuri leans forward, her features lighting up in excitement. “Then there’s definitely more to this painting. I think something is hidden behind it…” “Like a secret room!”