City Lounge: New York (Book Two, Chapter Eleven: Party Night Out)

Chapter Eleven: Party Night Out:

Friday night.

Maggie and Naomi sat at the bar at a nightclub.

“Why am I out with you again?” Maggie asked. Naomi turned to her grinning.

“Why else?” she asked. “You need to get out more. How else are you ever getting laid?” Her friend narrowed her eyes at her.

“I don’t need your help,” she growled.

“Excuse me?” Naomi asked.

“Nothing,” Maggie lied. They looked out at the people dancing on the dancefloor. New York on a Friday night was the best. Saturday night sat right next to it. The women watched the brightly-colored lights flashing around them. Naomi leaned over on the bar. More


City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire)

Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire:

The walk around East London brought back more memories our university days. There was this crazy party back in the fall of 2007. I couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you grinning for?” Sophie asked.

“Do you remember a bloke that called himself the Squire for Hire?”

“Squire for Hire?” she asked.

“You know, he always wore leather and smelled like pot,” I said. “Kind of looked like a hippie and biker. All of the birds flocked to him at parties. He was at a fall house party during at first year at university in ’07.” Sophie twisted up her face as if to try and remember.

“Sounds familiar,” she said. “Was he black or white?” More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen)

Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen:


Even tonight, Sophie still has a strange effect on me. Seeing her face changed my plans for tonight. Initially, I had just planned to go with the flow of playing crappy pop music for the ladies tonight. (My soul was dying in the process). But when I saw her face on the monitors above, something inside of me took over. I began to think about my own music. That day with Sophie started up my passion for music again.

Before I knew it, my fingers took over the DJ Booth. Something inside of me told me not think, but feel. I counted down to when the last Sam Smith song played out. My mind chanted Massive Attack.

Massive Attack. Massive Attack. Massive Attack Massive Attack. Massive Attack!

Before I knew it, “Angel” started floating through the club. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night)

Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night:


I didn’t want to be out here. This was all Carrie’s dumb idea. She called me up just as I had finished eating dinner. I thought I had put my mobile on silent. I just wanted to stay in for evening and watch some TV.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Sophie!” someone cheered on the other line! I held my phone from my ear.

“Carrie?” I asked. “What is it?”

“I’m going out with Rachel and Rose to Club Oasis tonight!” she bragged. “Why do you come out with us?”

“Why?” I asked.

“I won’t be fun without you,” she said. I rubbed my forehead. Did she have to use that line on me? More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Two: High Night)

Chapter Two: High Night:

Jay wasn’t kidding when said that Club Oasis was posh. Only the rich people came out here to party. Just looking at the line made me feel much poorer.

“Uh… How did you find this place?” I asked.

“Just looking around,” Jay said.

“And how did you book me a gig?”

He snickered and tapped the side of his nose. “I have skills, mate!” I resisted the urge to laugh with unease. I don’t like where this is going. How the hell are we supposed to get in with a line that long? Before I had a chance to argue, Jay dragged me across the street. More

City Lounge: London (Book One, Chapter Three: Reunion)

Chapter Three: Reunion:

They stood staring at each other with wide eyes and jaws dropped.



This couldn’t real, right? They actually were staring at each other right now? The former lovers were just thinking about each other tonight and here they were in the same club. This felt so strange. Did they think each other into being?

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

She pushed back her long, dark hair. “I’m here with some friends at a stupid hen night parry. What about you?”

“I DJ here in the late shift.”

“You don’t say.”

“Uh… How long has it been?” More

City Lounge: London (Book One, Chapter Two: True Love Doesn’t Exist)

Chapter Two: True Love Doesn’t Exist:


True love doesn’t exist. At least for me. Every bloke I dated has broken my heart. I just want to quit. I gave up wondering what I did wrong with my romantic relationships. In fact, I buried myself with work so that I couldn’t fall in love again. Despite that, I ended up with another boyfriend. My mates act all happy for me, but they can clearly see that I am not happy with how things are going for me. This is not even a real relationship that I’m in. My boyfriend and I don’t really spend much time together anymore. I’m working and he’s doing… whatever the hell he does. I just really want to be alone. No, I’m not sure what I really want. More

City Lounge: London (Book One, Chapter One: Fairy Tales are Lies)

Chapter One: Fairy Tales are Lies:


Fairy tales are lies. Love is also a lie. My heart’s been broken one too many times. I pretty much shut myself down from love and focused on music. Tonight, I tied up my trainers.

I hate working at nights. But as a DJ, I am not allowed to complain. I do love music, after all. But lately, everything has become dull around me. I just feel so… empty. I voiced this to my best mate, Jay, this morning.

“You’re just bored,” he said. Maybe he’s right, but that feeling hasn’t gone away. More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book One, Chapter Fifteen: Sebastian + Emily)

Chapter Fifteen: Sebastian + Emily:

“Talk to me,” Sebastian said.

“About what?” I asked.

“Anything. Tell me anything about yourself. Engage me.”

“Okay… Uh… I love Germany.”


“My grandparents. They were from here.”

“Is that right?”

“Yes.” It felt like I was interviewed for a job. It didn’t help that he had his eyes locked on me. I felt like I was shrinking. “Why are you so interested in me?”

“Why not?”

I gave him a strange look. “Is that all?”

“Did you expect more?” I didn’t know whether to scream or grit my teeth at his smirk. Why did he have to be so good-looking? More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book One, Chapter Fourteen: House Party)

Chapter Fourteen: House Party:

Sebastian ended up taking us to this house party further into Kreuzburg. We stopped in front of a nice-looking house. Sebastian turned to us with his arms out.

“Welcome, to the first party of a life together!” he said. I had to admit, the house looked rather upscale, something I would see out of a magazine. The white bricks stood out in contrast to the darker-looking buildings. In fact, the lights from the inside shined brighter than the ones along the street.

“Who lives here?” Stephanie asked.

“My friend, Donna,” he said. “She’s a really good coworker of mine.” That beautiful man walked up to the door and knocked. He stepped back when it opened a crack. More

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