Book It Hotel Novels & Stories

Yafe and Cheryl exchanged a look, then both erupted into sinister cackles. Meanwhile, Liam and Sunniva arrived at the Starlit Hotel. The Starlit Hotel was also a highly luxurious five-star hotel in Drunham City, not unlike the Luxoria Hotel, but the two places were quite a distance away from each other. The entire second-floor had been booked for the night's events, and the moment they arrived, they could see the hotel entrance and the elevators being guarded by throes of guards in black suits. Sunniva and Liam took the elevator to the second floor, where they were stopped by two burly, solemn-looking men. They said coldly to Sunniva, "Ms. Bristow, apologies for the inconvenience, but we nee

Timothy has had it bad in Los Angeles. The night he and his assistant arrived, the hotel they were supposed to stay in had apparently been overbooked. They were bumped off to another property which was below Timothy's standards. The strange thing was that Clarence Sinclair's assistant was the one who booked the hotel for them. Mister Sinclair was apologetic, so Timothy simply let it pass. It was the hotel's fault and not the secretary's.

said Christian as they walked down to a luxurious, ornate hotel, Casa SJ Venezia-Murano. As they entered, they received a grand welcome, but Skylar was bursting with curiosity to know why he booked two rooms this time.

Kayla steps down from the cab, pays the driver and watches him drive away without wasting any seconds. She glance at the hotel in front of her eyes and she let out a muffled scream. The hotel is a five-star hotel and it has been booked for the night ‘just for her’.

AVA The hotel was a non-descript, four-story concrete block on the edge of the city—the kind of place where people went to be forgotten. I had scrubbed my digital footprint, but I had made one fatal mistake: I had taken the SUV. I sat on the edge of the saggy mattress, the air conditioner humming a dissonant tune in the corner. My laptop was open, the screen glowing with the skeletal architecture of King Global’s main server. My fingers hovered over the keys. I could do it. One stroke, and the Sun King’s empire would be plunged into a darkness it couldn't recover from.

Lisa’s POV The hotel Evander booked is the Grand Pavilion a nineteenth-century palace converted into a five-star boutique hotel. It’s the kind of place where the bellhops wear velvet and the keys are still heavy brass tassels. I don't look at the crystal chandeliers as I cross the lobby. I don't look at the complimentary chocolates waiting on my side table. I walk straight to the heavy mahogany wardrobe where the digital safe is built into the wall. My fingers hover over the keypad.

“Alright.” I started the car again and pulled away from the curb, turned left at the end of the street, and headed toward the cluster of chain hotels near the highway—nothing fancy, just clean beds and blackout curtains and no one asking questions. When we pulled into the parking lot of the Hampton Inn, I killed the engine and turned to him. “I’ll book the rooms,” I told him quickly, before he could protest—but I guess it wasn’t quickly enough because he spoke over me, voice low and strained but firm.

The soft groan of wood rang out in the quiet bookstore as Lena turned over the last sign on the door: **CLOSED**. Outside, the city drew a breath, illuminated by amber streetlights and the quiet rumble of passing cars. Within, the world held its breath. Warm. Intimate. Holy.

Renee then told her, "Please help me book a room at Bodhi Hotel after this, and then deliver it to my friend." It was the hotel which she and Alison had been surveying, and also where Kayla was caught in that drug-fueled orgy. Business had already been declining before Kayla was arrested, and it only got worse after. That allowed Renee to acquire the hotel for cheap, so having a permanent room as the owner was not an issue. "Alright, I'll go right away once I'm done." Freya nodded as she ate. Renee slowly munched on her food while pulling out a note from her handbag. "Just contact this person and give them the card."

“Where are you now? At least tell me you're at the hotel.” “I am.” I huffed. “Tell me it's our usual room?” “No.” Henry's response was shocking. “I booked us something better. Room 52. Its the hotels newest upgrade and I wanted us to be the first to test it out.” “And you couldn't say that before I got out of the elevator?” I hissed. “You're annoying.” “That's why I was calling.” Henry let out again. “But you kept on ignoring me….” “Whatever.” I cut him off. “ I'm coming.”