Haunted Jefferson Hotel Texas Mga Nobela at Kwento

Another kiss and deep massage to his groin and she was gone in a flash. Jay looked at the key card. ROOM 344 was inscribed in the front and at the back… “ Haven hotel” He read in his head. He felt his bulge which was ashamedly still hard and active. For a moment, Jay felt the shame grip him. “Fuvk.. Jessica…you seductive witch…” ‘You are human. Go now she is waiting for you,’ a voice inside his head told him. ‘Don't go. What about Karen?’ The feel of the card in-between his palms reminded him Jessica was waiting.

X says breaking me of my deep depressing thoughts. I roll my eyes at him. “I’ll stay at the other hotel if you promise to get those disgusting, probably infected hands checked out.” I say confidently. “Deal.” He says putting his hand out for me to shake. “Ew, no.” I say shaking my head grossed out. He laughs and I freaking missed that sound. “Fine, worth a try,” he says shrugging his shoulders. “The hotel is Hollywood Inn Suites by the way,” he says in a less playful tone.

I break it by announcing that I have to say bye to Roxana, so we can be on our way. The two naked bodies on Roxana's bed, stop me on my tracks. Chad is on top of her. I immediately do a u-turn. I just walked on my best friend having sex! Ryan detects my embarrassment when I get back. "You okay?" He asks. "I am. Let's just leave." *** Emerson Hotel is grand and glazed. The hotel extends from the ground up to the skies; heaven maybe, causes it is a paradise. "Courtney Emerson's hotel, Her father bought for her," Ryan says as a by the way.

The plane landed in Houston a few minutes after nine. A limo picked up Blake, Nicola, and Iris and took them to the ‘Post Oak Hotel’ in Uptown Houston. Blake had reserved the Presidential Suite for them. The thought of being in the same hotel suite with Blake was a bit unsettling, but there was also Iris, so that made the situation acceptable.

I texted Paxton that I was gonna kill him for leaving me with the idiots. Dale and Fenton were already in their suite doing a threesome with some prostitute they met in the lobby. What was with this hotel and whores? Was there a Lady of The Night convention being held here that I didn't know about? I knocked on the door, hoping that one of them would hear through the woman's god awful shrieks. It was Dale who pushed his head out the door. "What?" He asked, using a cushion to hide his junk. "Are you two coming or what?"

Interesting. Her phone buzzed again. This time, an unknown number. Selena answered carefully. “Hello?” A woman’s voice responded nervously. “Mrs. Hale… I worked at the Grand Crescent Hotel.” Selena’s eyes narrowed slightly. “And?” “I think… I saw your husband there before. With another woman.” Silence. Then the woman added softly: “I kept copies of the guest confirmations because something felt wrong.” Selena looked down at the growing stack of evidence in her lap.

I had set him to look into the man who had rented out the restaurant, after it was flagged by my management team that someone had not only rented out the restaurant but every other shop in that city block. “He had the entire area evacuated and the shops closed,” Gerald’s message read. That was excessive. “Anything else? Anything unusual?” “There’s two things,” he wrote back swiftly. “First, Houston Huxley records only go back three years. After that, there’s nothing. It’s like he’s a ghost. My guess is it is a pseudonym, hiding his real identity.” Which means someone must be backing him. Someone with money and power. “The second thing–it seems that a gentleman by the name Tex rented out the

Nikolai rolled his eyes as they approached the elevator, the elevators doors opened and they quickly walked in before the doors closed. "I heard this hotel was haunted" Alanna smirked making Miles gasp. "Shut up! Why would you pick this hotel" He whined. "Why not?" Alanna laughed. 'Haunted? Pfft yeah right!' 'HAUNTED!? Please tell me he's joking' "Why is it haunted?" Wyatt asked. "Supposedly a men would kidnap women and slaughter them in the bathtub" Alanna responded like nothing. “W-What!? No stop shut up shut up!". Miles covered Alanna’s mouth.

"Also, I would suggest that you don't return to the hotel where you stayed. It is haunted." I raised an eyebrow. "Haunted?" She nodded. "It's not somewhere you'd want to be right now. There's another hotel that isn't far from here. It is safer." I looked over at Orion, and he shrugged as if all of this was not surprising to him. Me? I was exhausted. My body ached, and the gravity of it all was already a weight for me to carry. But at least now we had direction. A next step. "What is the name of this new hotel?" I inquired.

Meanwhile, Matthew and Jessica who had left the house had just arrived at the hotel where they would be spending the night. They climbed out of the car they had parked at the parking lot. They walked inside the hotel and paid for a room for the night and the receptionist gave them the key to the room. “Thank you” Matthew muttered and they both walked down the hallway trying to locate the room. When suddenly they saw Jeff walk out of a room in the hotel. “Jeez, I left home so I could avoid the devil mistress and now I met the devil’s incarnate here. Can this day get better?” Jessica muttered the moment she saw Jeff.