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Paige's Club Chapter 1. The Attack
After the customers were gone and Paige's workers had dismissed for the night, she locked the bar entrance door, slid the glass closed, and walked down to the passage leading to the washroom where she stood in front of a large mirror on the wall to gaze at herself as usual. She was a young, gorgeous, tall, and slim lady in her late twenties. Obsessed with her dazzling green eyes coated with massive lashes, thick arched brows coupled with a pointed nose, and thin red lips, she smiled in satisfaction at how stunning she looked. She unclipped her hair and it cascaded alluringly to her waist. She heaved a sigh of distress as she viewed the thin lines that rested between her brows. Today was damned hectic and had been a very long day for her. Still gazing at her reflection in the mirror, the thought of taking a shower crossed her mind but as the weather was cold, she immediately crossed the thought out of her mind. In her light short sleeveless gown, cold struck her hard as the breeze b
Paige's Club Chapter 2. Clayton's Hunted Imaginations.
It has been a few months since Paige's death. Still, Clayton Milton has not been himself because, in every of his quiet time, the memory of Paige's corpse always flickered in his mind. Each time this happens, his heartbeat accelerates to a violent bang against his chest. The champagne sparkled and frothed as he was filling the wine glass in his left hand. Then he listened to the relaxing fizz and pops produced by the eruption of bubbles. He was sitting on a fluffy sofa in his wide, well-furnished, and luxurious living room waiting for his sister, Lucinda, to arrive so that he could take her to Paige's club and show her around. Since Paige died, her club has been shut down for six months. Within this period, Clayton had discussed with Lucinda, telling her to manage the club which she agreed on. Well, there was something she didn't know. He picked up the wine glass from the small stool beside the sofa and sipped the drink. "Hey, Clay!" Lucinda's gentle voice vibrated his eardrums. L
Paige's Club Chapter 3. The Gloomy Figure.
"Look in the mirror", Lucinda said behind him. Why? He had not recovered from the shock of seeing her legs floating in the air and the way her voice was echoing in his ears propelled more bafflement in him. Then he tightened his lips and raised his head slowly. Casting a puzzled look at the mirror, he saw a figure behind him and blinked in doubt about what he'd just seen. Was it not Lucinda who was standing behind him a few seconds ago? The figure was black, faint, and transparent such that he saw through it. Facing downwards, its thick, black, and lengthy hair covered its face. He watched in terror as the figure began to raise its head slowly. To be sure he wasn't dreaming, he turned to confirm what he was seeing but found nothing. Suddenly a ghastly face erupted in the mirror; its eye sockets were empty and blood was gushing out profusely while gnashing its teeth. At this point, Clayton didn't know whether he should scream or not because the pressure on him was extreme. Cold swe
Paige's Club Chapter 4. Encountering The Ghastly Demon.
The night was cold and the rustlings of leaves grew louder as the near gale blasted, and trees were swaying continuously. While Clayton was standing by the mirror at Paige's Club, In a rush, the washroom door opened with a rattling creak, and whispers boomed into his ears at once. Wondering what was going on, curiosity gleamed in his eyes as he turned toward the washroom whose door was slightly open. His heart thumped brutally against his chest at every step he took toward the washroom such that he was choking. Gazing bewilderedly at the door, he noticed something like a gigantic shadow rising to its feet. What! Clayton exclaimed in his head, pausing his movement. His head was spinning and he was overwhelmed mostly by the whispers which sounded louder, filling the air and echoing in his ears all along. Was there anyone in here for real? Or was his imagination playing pranks on him?! Despite the coldness of the place, he felt the heat of the profuse sweat sliding down his back in
Paige's Club Chapter 5. The Lady In Black.
The club was illuminated by a red light and customers flooded the place dancing to the hip-hop song that was booming in the air. Some people were dancing alone while some were dancing in pairs. On stage, other gays and lesbians were moving their bodies seductively in bras and panties. Meanwhile, Lucinda was sitting in a corner, having a bottle of froth on her table. She was thrilled by the way the club was filled with customers dancing and popping up champagne joyfully. With a smile, she gulped the drink while moving her body to the rhythm of the music. Wrapping his arms around his girlfriend, and kissing her passionately, Reece noticed she was trying to pull away. "What's wrong, baby?" With his lips pressing against hers, he asked. "I'm pressed," Kelsey said. "Really," Reece replied. "Yeah," Kelsey replied, looking around. "Comm'n baby," Reece tightened his arms around her. "You can manage that, can't you?" He continued kissing until she jerked away from him. "I'm pressed, R
Paige's Club Chapter 6. Lady in Black 2.
Staring back to be sure of what he had seen while driving, he saw nothing but was still looking. "Watch out!" He heard Kelsey say and he turned immediately. The car's pace was too high and he could barely brake when he saw someone in front of the car. It happened too fast and he'd already knocked down the person when the car halted suddenly. He exhaled and got out of the car only to find out that he'd just hit Kelsey who had been in the car with him. What! He looked at the car and noticed that she wasn't in there. Wait. Now, this was the weirdest thing that had ever happened to him. He raised an eyebrow and squatted. But…how the fuck did she get out of the car, that he even knocked her down? "Kelsey?" Was she dead? She was bleeding in several parts of her body. "Kelsey? Kelsey!" He shook her hard but she didn't respond. "Oh no!" Damn! He was so confused, he couldn't think. What the f*ck! He wanted to lift her into his arms when a car drove past and with its headlights flashing a
Paige's Club Chapter 7. The Little Psychic.
"Mom," Lunasha said when she opened the door. "You were talking with a ghost." Standing out the door in the dark, with two big heavy bags, Lucinda tossed an odd gaze at her daughter. "Let me in first." Lunasha shrugged and carried one of the bags while her mom shut the door. "Jeez! It's super heavy. What's in here, Mom?" She said and waddled toward the sofa on which she plopped the bulky bag in a thud and heaved a sigh of relief. Lucinda plumped into a chair in the sitting room, feeling exhausted. Sitting, she was feeling the weight of herself all over her. She blew out and wanted to ask after her youngest daughter when she heard Elise's tender chuckle while climbing down the stairs excitedly upon seeing her. "Mommy!" Elise clasped her delicate body against Lucinda's. "I missed you, Mom." Snuggling her kid warmly, she said, " Mom missed you more, sweetheart. How have you been, honey? How was school?" "Cool, Mom," Elise replied. "Done with your homework?" "Yes, Mom…" Elise sai
Paige's Club Chapter 8. A Letter Of Awakening
"Why did you do that to me, Clayton? What did I do wrong?" These whispers echoed in his room while he was asleep. Clay…Clayton! Upon hearing these whispers Clayton's eyes flung open with a glint of shock in them. Initially, he thought there was someone with him in his room, but when his consciousness was restored he realized there was no one. The room was ample and elegant, and the scent of his black Orchid cologne was lingering in the air. His large and well-designed ebony wooden wardrobe was shut and mounted almost close to the window whose light curtain twirled continually as the calm wind was blowing. Beside his bed was a little crystal table on which a bed lamp, a voluminous book, and his wristwatch lay, ticking quietly. Sitting on the bed, still sleepy, the whispers lingered louder in his ears, but once his eyes flung open the whispers seized. Alarmed, he exhaled, and as he could hardly see, he quickly turned on the bed lamp, and then the room got illuminated. He quickly pi
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