Celestine Hotel Tokyo Novels & Stories

But he retrieved a few coins from his pocket with a sympathetic glance, which she accepted without meeting his eyes. Highton Hotel had a modest reputation in Moonviel City. Celeste had been a VIP before; she knew the back entrances, the quiet corridors, and the unassuming paths that allowed her to move unseen. And in her mind, she would arrive on her own terms.

The Sanguis Draconis marks on their skin hummed faintly in the mountain air, a quiet comfort. Celeste stopped in front of a heavy oak door marked 317 in glowing silver runes. “This is you two.” She pressed her palm to the wood; the runes flared once and the door swung open on its own. “Private suite. No shared bathroom drama. We figured after Crescent Moon you’d appreciate the space.”

“A concierge at a boutique hotel just attested that one Italian—Lorenzo Creed checked in at Six forty-five. Said he was speaking at a seminar, didn’t give more details though.” Breanna shot up on her feet instantly, heart thudding. “That’s him.” She exchanged a glance with Sophia. “The trail—Trace the call and find out which hotel.” “On it.” The team exploded into motion. It was barely up to five minutes when an intern skids up with a printout. “Found it — Celestial Height Hotel” He looks to Breanna for directions. “It's about time,” She hissed, snatching the printout with the speed of a predator. “Hills driveway”

The rain that had battered the metropolitan skyline for days finally surrendered to a crisp, clear midnight air. High above the bustling, neon-lit avenues, on the private open-air rooftop terrace of the Celestial Lounge—an ultra-exclusive, reservation-only sanctuary perched atop the fifty-fifth floor of the city's premier boutique hotel—the city looked like a fallen constellation. The lounge was blissfully quiet, nearly empty save for a soft, low jazz melody floating through hidden speakers and the faint rustle of wind through potted olive trees.

"You look absolutely radiant tonight, Maeva." Julian Vance's smooth, melodic voice drifted across the candlelit table, sliding into Kasen's ears like hot oil. Kasen stood rigid by the entrance of Celeste, an ultra-exclusive, glass-walled Michelin-star restaurant hanging over the city's highest ridge. Through the massive glass panes, the brilliant neon lights of Eden City splayed out below them like a carpet of fallen stars. Kasen was dressed in his plain, dark suit, his arms crossed over his chest to hide the trembling of his hands. Every breath pulled at the bruised, tightly taped ribs beneath his shirt, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the slow, suffocating poison of watching

Japan Trip Day One. Sendagaya.Shibuya-ku,Tokyo,Japan. Cherish is making her way out from Sakura Hotel, where she's going to stay for one week. She was greeted by the freezing cold winter wind as soon as she got out from the hotel building. While she's walking at the side of tbe road, she's also checking her notebook as she reads her first destination to visit in Tokyo. "First stop... Cafe Heaven in Shibuya." Cherish whispered to herself. That coffee shop is popular with local and international fangirls because it is owned by Kei's family. Kei is the leader of her favorite japanese pop boyband, known as MORSE.

Cecily mumbled, nonetheless. The limo halted in front of the Hotel De Mon, the oldest and grandest hotel in New York City. It had been the venue for the convention for nearly a hundred years, as the Lycan was one of its shareholders. Once, he'd attended these events with his alphas, but he hadn't done so in decades. No one knew why.

“Room 1205. Top floor.” “Honey,” Celeste whispered in my ear as I unlocked the hotel room door. Her voice was thick and heavy. “I want you.” Her words sent a shiver down my spine. I pushed the door open and carried her inside the huge, expensive room. There was a massive bed with white sheets that looked too clean for what was about to happen. I set Celeste down on the bed, and she immediately reached for me again. “Wait,” I said. But she wasn’t listening.

He then patiently repeated his words once more. She took out her phone to check the address Andrew sent, and her eyes widened involuntarily. "Elysium?" Elysium Hotel, the most famous seven-star hotel in the capital, is located in the prime area, exuding opulence and luxury. Did she need such an extravagant celebration for a small birthday dinner with colleagues? Perhaps it was too much. Maisie rolled her eyes. "It's just a simple birthday celebration; that place is too grand. Tell him to cancel it, and I'll make my arrangements."

The tension between them is increasing by the minute and they can’t wait to reach the hotel. The ten minute ride felt like an eternity. When they finally reach the hotel, Kai pushes the door open. He holds out his hand for her as if giving her a choice if she wants to come with him or not. Jessica slowly takes his hand and they walk towards the lobby together. Jessica is awed by the grandeur of the Sky Plaza Hotel. It’s one of the most luxurious hotels in the country known for its lavish guests and services. The whole place looks as if it has been dipped in gold. Bright golden lights illuminate the areas around her and there is a ceiling above her head which is made up of millions of broken