Yuri B Club Novels & Stories

"Yeah. I have it. I'm just here to check on you. Don't go wandering around while I'm away, okay?" "Yes, boss!" He saluted making me smile. "Okay, I'm going now. Wish me luck, Mikhail." ...... "Tell me what are you really thinking?" Yulian pulled my chin with his thumb and pointer. "It'll be dangerous inside. Those people in there are criminals, you know that, right?" I nodded my head. "Yeah, I know that already." I looked passed behind him. There were throngs of people going in and out of the club. Afterglow, it read on the signboard. "It sounds like a band name."

He probably forgot all about her. Yuri got Celine a glass of Pinot Grigio and a whiskey for himself and sat in Sebastian’s seat to keep Celine company. She found out that Yuri was from Moscow and knew Sebastian from university. She hadn’t told him who she was, but he knew. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to guess. If their publicity or the seating arrangement hadn’t given her away, her watching Sebastian and the scarlet-haired harlot did. Yuri inclined his head toward Sebastian and asked, “Is that who you came with?”

- Yuri's voice was perfectly even, and Helios would have been fooled by it if he hadn't caught sight of the club's vice president cracking his fists as he spoke. " You do know, " - Kellion drawled. " That the majority of freshmen hookups begin with those tours, don't you? " - Kellion, added. A pause. " No, I did not. " - Yuri said. And then Yuri was striding towards his bike without a word. Helios raised a brow at his friends, 'He's jealous, isn't he?. Andreus smirked in response while Kellion laughed out loud. " He probably doesn't know it yet. The boy's stubbornly in denial with those things, but... " - Kellion headed towards his own bike.

The bouncer recognised them as they approached, and grinned, waving them inside without even bothering to check for identification, especially since all five of them were regulars at Starlight’s Hall, not to mention that they were friends with Mizuki. Yuri sighed as Selina half-dragged and half-pushed her into Starlight’s Hall. ‘Here we go.’ * * * * ‘I’m going to kill Selina. And Tohya. And Sunny. And throw Ren into the mix as well.’ Yuri had never been a fan of bars, pubs or even nightclubs.

"Here's my number. Text me the address." Yuri's worry disappeared when she saw how fearless and reliable Kian looked. He patted Yuri on her shoulder as he got up. He left the library. "Did you do it?" "Of course! She's really scared!" Yuri replied. "You like it?" "Yeah!! It's so fun!" "Wanna have fun tonight?" Yuri typed. "Sure!!" "VIP Room 12, SkyV Club, Gangsil." "Can we enter a club? We're still minors."

The bass throbbed through the walls of the underground VIP lounge, a heavy, grinding pulse that matched the rage building in Faye's chest. Her heels struck the polished floors with fury as she stormed into the dark velvet-cloaked interior of the club. This wasn’t just any club. It was Henry Zhu's. And she knew exactly where to find him. The bouncer outside had tried to stop her. He didn’t get more than a single glare before he stepped aside. Inside, the room smelled of expensive alcohol, sweat, and betrayal.

What the fuck is this? Curiosity burning a hole in his chest, Ryder gets out and follows. The bouncer at the door is a wall of muscle, wearing a leather harness, but he barely glances at Ryder before waving him through. As soon as the heavy steel door closes behind him, the sound hits him—a deep, visceral bass that vibrates in his chest, coupled with the slick, wet sounds of sex. Ryder stops dead in his tracks. The air inside is thick, humid, and heavy with the distinct musk of sweat, poppers, and cum. It’s not just a club. It’s a gay fucking club.

Ellie's POV The next day, I dress the hell up like Sia and sneak out in search of cheap thrills with Anna. Anna told me about a social club called DYK. Its logo is an open Bible. The music here is mainly Electronic Dance Music and I keep hearing songs from Alan Walker and Swedish House Mafia. The dance floor is filled with excited bodies moving under blue lights, and would you look how they move. Anna screams into my ear as loud as she can. "So what do you think?"

Shay vouches for me this time, and no questions are asked as all six of us are permitted entry. The air inside of Club Zodiac is electric, practically vibrating with energy. Or maybe that’s just the floor vibrating from the heavy bass beat of the Nicki Minaj song blasting through the speakers. Either way, there’s a definite shift in the atmosphere, and I instantly feel more alert, more alive, just… more.