밴드 Novels & Stories

One Club stood out amongst other Clubs, it was a club meant for the Elites, it was called Club Bande. Club Bande was a strip Club owned by two Spanish brothers, Lodovico and Rodriguez Bandez, It was a VIP club and a casino were rich people spent their money. It was a very popular club that housed many strippers and prostitutes. The girls usually dressed in nothing, and danced on poles entertaining the drunk and horny men, who rained cash on them out of amusement, some paid for them to have a one night stand with them which was usually allowed.

God I hope not, "who's your friend over there?" My brother turned around, looking towards where I was, "That's Blake, my roommate in college, he'll be staying with us for a while." he said. "Us?" I raised a brow. "Yes Jade, us." he spread his arms like he was going to give me a hug, "I'm moving back in." he smiled widely.

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

her index taps the metal table's surface, "is worse than high school." -"Oookay. But I just got here. I haven't done anything to upset anyone." -"That's where you are wrong." She chuckles. "Do you know the boy band BTS?" I nod at her while taking another full spoon flavor bursting soup. "Do you know what they call their group of Fans?" I hum a yes, unable to stop myself from eating. I was so hungry. "Well, let’s say, this whole room is Prince Adrian and Prince Connor's Army. Mess with one of them and suffer at their hands. It's scary."

“You’ll survive.” Grammy slammed her palm against the table, cutting through the banter. “Listen. This fight will not be won by species. It will be won by unity. A dragon cannot hold without a witch’s ward. A vampire cannot move in sunlight without a wolf to guard his back. You will mingle. You will fight as one. Or you will die as many.” The tent went quiet again, the weight of her words pressing into every chest. Kael, perched on Serenya’s knee, tilted his head. “That’s what W.I.L.D. means,” he piped up. “We all fight together. We all win together.”

Mitchell spoke to Christine briefly and then turned to the crowd. "That's it for me tonight, folks. The band was supposed to finish at eleven. Thanks for being so kind toward our efforts and being such a great crowd. Remember this group, 'The Rising Tide' the next time you need a band. They're a great band and a great bunch of guys.

I reply and follow her in. “Hey, Liam.” I see Andrew one of the ,guys from my math class by the door he’s with his girl, Leanne. We man hug and slap each other on the back. “They’ve got Busted playing tonight. Can you friggin’ believe it?” “That’s pretty cool.” I love the band, they play mostly country-rock and I like the sound. I’m also into blues, jazz and down and out country. Yeah, for someone who is as cool as me, I love it. Tate loves it and I grew up listening to it with her. That perhaps explains it.

Kay exclaimed, clearly horrified by their complete and utter disregard for fashion. The host of the Battle of the Bands came onto the stage and pumped up the crowd a little before he introduced the band. “Presenting Bleeding Roadkill!” he shouted, kicking the band off into what I can only describe as synchronised noise. “What the hell is this?” Rob asked indignantly, clearly trying to fight back the urge to cover his ears as his girlfriend was doing. Being German, Rob had a passion for anything rock or metal based and for him not to like it meant that the band was BAD.

she states the obvious, absentmindedly pinching my arm in enthusiasm. "Ouch," I say and rub my arm before subtly squirming away from her. It seems this band brings out her violent side. "Now, to present to you the band that all twenty of you have been waiting for..." the host makes his appearance, hyping up the tiny crowd, "the band that sold out all five of their tickets at their first concert, the band that sold two of their only albums and gave one away for free, the band who forced their way onto the radio under false pretenses, the band who are famous for dropkicking one of their fans for their failed music video, the band who refuses to sign autographs without glow-in-the-dark crayons,

"Can I join you guys?" "Why?" asked Kenji. "You all seem kinda cool and I have no one else to hang with. I wanna go wherever you guys are going." "We're bout to head up to this burger shack." Aaliyah pointed. "Hope you brought your own money." They all walked with Levi in tow.