Grand Hotel Novel Novels & Stories

And then her eyes landed on the name of the hotel. She blinked. “Wait.....” Sophie leaned in immediately. “Wait, what? What is it? Where are you going?” Maya tilted the screen a little toward her friend. “It’s... a five-star hotel,” she said, still trying to process it herself. “Really big. Really expensive. Like... the kind you only see in movies.” Sophie’s jaw dropped. “No way. Which one?” “Something like... The Bellevue Grand. Yeah, that’s it,” Maya said. “And it’s in Chicago.”

The night concealed its secrets well, and in this world of shadows and deception, trust was a rare commodity. The hotel where Marisa was staying loomed ahead, bathed in the soft glow of streetlights. It was a grand and imposing structure, standing as a testament to luxury in the heart of the city. The name of the hotel was Jandro's Hotel which belonged to Alejandro himself. It was one of the thirty hotels he owned in New York city. The chauffeur skillfully maneuvered the Rolls Royce to the hotel's entrance.

She blushed hard and quietly followed the handsome stranger. They got into one of the exotic cars parked at a corner outside the club and zoomed off. Arriving at the Grand Hotel, it was so beautiful and luxurious, obviously meant for the high and mighty. Ruby had never been to such a place before and she felt totally out of place. She knew she couldn’t afford a room here, as everything at the hotel spoke luxury in loud volumes. Mr Handsome must have money to throw around, she thought. Why bring her to such a nice place just for sex? He was greeted by the receptionist as they walked past to the elevator. They got in, and he pressed the thirteenth button. In no time, the elevator dinged to ind

The Grand Hotel rose up from the middle of the city like some kind of monument to a different time. Marble columns everywhere. Crystal chandeliers sparkling overhead. That big curved staircase leading up into shadows, taking people to ballrooms where the rich and powerful gathered to sip champagne and act like the real world outside didn’t exist. Alex had been here once before, years ago, on some case that went nowhere. He remembered feeling out of place even back then. Tonight felt worse.

I wanted to look professional, controlled, but not like I was trying too hard. I kissed Serena goodbye before she left for work. "I'll see you tonight," I said. "Be careful," she said, studying my face. "Always," I replied. She didn't look entirely convinced, but she didn't push. Once she was gone, I got in my car and told the driver exactly where we were going. "The Grandview Hotel," I said. "Downtown." "Yes, sir." The drive took twenty minutes. The Grandview was a high-end hotel. The kind of place that catered to wealthy travelers who wanted luxury and privacy. Marble floors, crystal chandeliers, staff who were trained to be invisible unless needed.

Ivanna's PoV We—more precisely me, Damon and Tatiana, had arrived at H Hotel, one of the ten most luxurious hotels in The Emirates. Everything was beyond my expectations. It's bad enough to say it went well if I put it this way. Maybe it went well for Damon and Tatiana, who had a business need, but it was not for me.

“And try to enjoy yourself, even if the party ends up as dull as I know it will.” His humor earned him a small laugh from her lips, and for the first time that day, she felt herself relax. The rest of the drive was quiet, both of them lost in their thoughts, but it wasn’t the kind Eden was used to; this was easy to breathe in, and it was soothing. Before long, the gates of a towering hotel came into view, the guards at the gate checked Kyrell’s ID, and they were waved inside. He pulled up at the entrance, the building looming like a giant. Eden thought it was too much. Golden lights spilled across polished tiles, reflecting off rows of luxury cars parked neatly in their spaces. Above the ent

I was really tired of fighting him. He joined us in a few seconds and started the ride. Reese, Lilly, and Ana's loud chatter filled the car, I wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying. I was focused on the way Arthur's hand felt against mine, I didn't make a move to remove it. We both said something but did the direct opposite. We arrived in a few minutes, it was the La Grande Hotel. This was one of the top hotels in the city, only elites got to use it. I could only dream of spending one night there and now it was gonna come to pass today.

~ Amara ~ The Grand Hotel loomed over the Ravenport skyline like a monument to old money. I sat in the back of a taxi, my fingers tracing the gold-embossed edges of my invitation. For months, I had arrived here in a tinted Maybach, hidden behind the "Moore" name and a husband who didn't see me. Tonight, the taxi pulled up to the curb, and the doorman didn't recognize me until he saw the name on the guest list.

Half an hour later, Calla, slightly out of breath, was on the 12th floor of Kaisier Grand Hotel with the document in her hands. Walking on the crimson embroidered carpet, Calla looked around, searching for Room 1288. Kaisier Grand Hotel was the most luxurious hotel in Greendale. The opulent decor on the 12th floor, where the VIP suites were located, further highlighted the exclusivity of the place. Calla had only heard about the luxury of this hotel before but had never seen it in person. She felt like she had stepped into a whole new world. The hallway was adorned with famous paintings, and at intervals, there were displays of antique pieces which significantly elevated the hotel's prestige