Haunted Jefferson Hotel Texas Novels & Stories

They walked through the open door of the hotel and it looked like one of those places that you see in a bad movie where you just know that something terrible could happen and no one would be available or willing to report it. Well this was a perfect place for supernaturals to lurk around searching for their various prey. Jasmine better be glad that she was with someone that could protect her. He took a glance at her and discovered she was looking way too exhausted to even care. "Hello, is anybody back there?" He asked loudly as he tapped on the bell on the receptionist counter. He waited for a while but there was no response at all, it almost felt like the place was abandoned. "Well Jason, i

“Telling you would give you the answer to who my father is, and I don’t tell anyone that.” “Why not?” He doesn’t give an answer, but he keeps staring down at me in the small space. “How are you sure the wendigo is here?” I ask quietly, breaking the silence. “In the last few weeks there have been constant problems at the hotel with the guests,” Caleb says. He pulls out his phone and scrolls through the recent news reports for me to see. It shows a hell of a lot of human deaths. All of them went to this hotel before going batshit crazy. Other reports show humans who have stolen from banks after staying here, and the reports go on, just getting worse.

I don't have my purse, but I can get my neighbor to give me my spare key, or I can go to the manager to open my door for me! Jeff pulls into an old hotel. It looks like it's been condemned for years. And my bad feeling increases 10-fold. We should not be here! Not ever! In fact, no one should be here! There are fucking 'no trespassing' signs all over the place! "Why are we here, Jeff?" I ask as he turns off the car. "I don't want to be here. Just take me home. I can get some rest, and then I'll talk to you later," I rationalize.

Owen begins but she shakes her head. “Owen, I tore through your kitchen. They are not there. But room seventeen is empty. There is no one staying in there and it was cleaned well two days ago with the Hashels checked out. So no one should have been screaming last night.” Stephanie tells him quietly and he can tell that she is freaked out. She is a firm believer in the supernatural and she thinks that the motel is haunted by all it's former victims. She claimed that over twenty women dying here, in such horrific ways, was too much evil spirit for the place to contain. That the evil with manifest itself in spiritual entities.

Cheap motels and rotten reapers Ellis suggested the Super 8 motel off the highway. "They have a free breakfast of coffee and stale leftovers from the Sugar Shack bakery," he sighed and I clapped, saying yummy. He shook his head as I held his waist. I told him to close his eyes as I transported us to the hidden side of the hotel. I glanced around and gritted my teeth realizing we were in the reaper Lestat's area. He and my mother had a long heated spat over what I didn't know nor care. I told Ellis that he needed to acquire the room for us and he smiled happily and said certainly. I watched him enter the lobby and frowned slightly seeing another guy with a gun in his pocket. Spying Lestat, I

The Vellana Hotel was sleek and glassy, the kind of place where the lobby smelled like vanilla and money. The staff recognized me, of course. I was Jeff Ortega’s “almost-fiancée” in the public eye. I didn’t wait for permission. I went straight up to the top floor. Room 2301. I knocked once. Then again. And then I heard movement. The door opened halfway. Jeff stood there, shirtless, with a towel around his waist. His hair was wet, like he’d just come out of the shower. There were red marks on his collarbone. I didn’t know what they were. I didn’t want to.

He shut his eyes as he slowly calmed his nerve "Which hotel did you booked in Paris?" He Pedro with his eyes still shut "Hôtel d'amour, it's about one kilometer away from the Eiffel tower, I felt the farther away from the hotel the better because of your wife sir." Pedro responded "Very well then" Jason answered slowly opening his eyes. He walked closer to the car and took his phone out of his pocket, the. he dialed his grandma's number. "Hello Jason." Madamme Rosa answered excitedly

Alexander came out of his thoughts by the voice of Jason. Jason, I want each and every detail of these hooligans check in the photo also send our people to this Hotel and get the CCTV footage of 17th March 2022 I want all these done as the first thing tomorrow morning. “Got it man, but I am afraid we need more time as there are hundreds of hotels in the city it will take atleast a day or two to check all the hotels” Jason voice out his concern. No need to search each and every hotel send out people to Empire Hotel and get the work done. “But how your sure that its Empire Hotel I don’t get it Alex”. Look carefully in this photo you will get the answer. Saying this Alex left to the Hospital to

Blanchette said. Rolls cleared his throat. “I mean the Mexican National Guard,” Blanchette corrected. “Someone got greedy and wanted more of a cut?” Tommy asked. “Don’t know, but we do know that he was shot four times in the chest. The Mexicans questioned the guests on that floor. No one heard gunshots,” Blanchette said. “His body is at the morgue in Cancun waiting for pick up.” “The room was registered to a Misty Phillips,” Rolls added. “Who is that supposed to be?” Vic asked.

Absolutely breathtaking. I have to admit it, Xander sure does know how to create beautiful hotels, this one is incredible. The soft, cream carpet beneath my feet feels like bliss against the soles. I curl my feet and wish that I could stay here for a few days and chill out, go to the spa, the in house movie cinema, use the gym and stroll the streets of Phoenix and be a tourist. However, that can’t happen. After this one night stop with the factory tour tomorrow, we will be heading to Houston after all, despite the fact that the plant is not available to us. Why I finally agreed to going there with Xander is beyond me, after I told him no.