Hazbin Hotel Backgrounds Novels & Stories

On my wedding day, the officiant had just asked me whether I would take this man as my husband. Then my fiancé's secretary shoved her way onto the stage, heavily pregnant, sobbing that her baby couldn't grow up without a father. The whole audience was in an uproar. Adrian grasped both of her hands, turned to look at me, and kept his voice mild. "Vivian, she's stood by me for five years. That has to count for something." "The baby's already seven months along. I can't let him come into this world without a name." "You'll remain Mrs. Locke and we can treat her as part of our family. The three of us will build a harmonious life together." I looked at the big backdrop screen behind him, emblazoned with both our names side by side, and I started to laugh. "Adrian, did you forget?" "For this wedding, the hotel is mine and the guests are all those I invited." "Even that tux you're wearing was paid for with the card I gave you." I pulled off my wedding veil and dropped it onto the floor at his feet. "You want to give her a name? Fine." "First, cough up every last cent you owe me."

She left him fifty dollars and a lifetime of regret. Aurora Thompson made two mistakes in one night: she got drunk and slept with a stranger in a hotel room that wasn’t hers. Then she came home to find her husband sitting on the couch with another woman—pregnant with his child. Five years of sacrifice. Five years of hiding her identity as the Thompson heir to prove her love. Five years of building his failing company into an empire. And he threw it all away for a business deal. Fine. If Piagel Blythe wants a divorce, she’ll give him one. But she’s taking everything she built with her—every contract, every connection, every cent of success. She’s done being the invisible wife. But there’s one problem: the stranger from that night? He’s Kieran Miller—the richest, most ruthless man in Velloria. And he’s not interested in forgetting what happened. In fact, he’s been waiting seven years for Aurora to walk back into his life. He kept the fifty dollars. Now he wants everything else. Some men don’t know what they have until it’s destroying them. Others have been waiting all along.

"I can't wait anymore. Make love to me, Damien. I want you. Now!. After the death of Richard Hale, the fate of the Hale Hotels was left in the hands of Richard’s firstborn son, Adrian Hale. But when Adrian found out about the company’s seemingly unending debts, he was desperate to find ways to pay the debts and keep the company. Scrambling to save his family’s company, Adrian Hale was shocked when the young billionaire hotel magnate Damien Cross approached him with a deal. It was to buy his company, call off his company’s creditors and let him lead it in exchange for his sister’s hand in marriage. Furious at the deal, Adrian was worried about his sister having a long-time boyfriend and tried to find another way to fight bankruptcy. Following his grandfather’s request about being married, the billionaire Damien Cross was set to find a perfect wife…or groom. He was gay, and that was the problem. Upon seeing the opportunity in the youngest daughter of Richard Hale, he thought that he could finally be at peace and get married even though it was against his own will. But then everything changed when the oldest son of Richard Hale barged into his office and led him to discover a better deal.

Reva Aldridge did not choose this life. It was chosen for her. She woke up in a luxury hotel room in Milan with no memory of the night before and a face she recognized looking back at her. The face of Nico Castellano. The most powerful mafia boss on the East Coast of Italy. The man her sister Petra was supposed to marry. Petra had wanted out of the engagement so she drugged her younger sister and sent her in her place. Now the scandal has spread. The Castellano name has been attached to Reva's, and there is only one way to fix it. She becomes his contract wife but the terms are brutal. She is expected to give him an heir. She has no choice because her family has already decided for her. Reva moves into Casa Castellano in Sicily and tries to survive. But something is wrong; her husband is not the same man from one day to the next. Some nights he is cold and controlled, and other nights he is different, softer in ways she cannot explain. A different scent and hands that feel like they belong to someone else. She tells herself she is imagining it. She is not. There are two of them. Twins. And they have both been with her without her knowing. Now that she knows the truth, they are both refusing to let her go. The devil does not wear one face. He wears two. And Reva belongs to both of them.

I, Cassandra Channing, don't stop my fiance, Hades Emerson, from rushing into the flames to save his non-biological niece, Olivia Emerson, this time. Instead, I watch as the fire swallows him whole. In my past life, a fire broke out at the hotel on our wedding day. Hades and I escaped in time, but Olivia was trapped inside. Seeing the flames grow bigger, I did everything I could to stop him from charging in to save her. When the fire was finally extinguished, Olivia was dead. Hades claimed he didn't blame me for the incident, and purchased diving tickets for me and our son on our third wedding anniversary. When we were 300 feet below sea level, he ripped out our oxygen tank and snarled, "You're the reason I couldn't save Olivia back then. Now, a life for a life." Crying, I begged him to understand that our son is innocent, but he swam away without looking back. In the end, my son and I suffocated to death. After dying, I learned that Hades had always been in love with Olivia. He hated me for stopping him from saving her. He blamed me for causing him to lose the love of his life. I am back on the day of the fire when I open my eyes again.

On our fifth dating anniversary, my boyfriend, Luke Bolton, gives me a cheap bracelet worth less than a hundred dollars. On the same night, he splurges ten million dollars on a yacht for his first love, Cindy Gale. I refuse to accept this, and he accuses me of making a scene. "I gave Cindy that gift to boost the company's stock price, not because I still have feelings for her," he says. "You're poor, and I still promised to marry you. Isn't that enough? This was actually your last test, Elisa Gray, but you failed it." I break up with him, and he immediately proposes to Cindy. Five years after that, we meet again at a luxury hotel during a business summit. His company is about to become an industry giant, and Cindy is holding onto his arm. When he sees me, I'm standing in a fountain, all drenched and disheveled. "Elisa," Luke sneers. "When you turned me down back then, did it ever cross your mind that you might end up worse than a homeless person? "Don't think acting pitiful here will make me feel sorry and take you back." I ignore him. My son's cherished blue diamond was a birthday gift from his father, and he accidentally dropped it into the fountain. He's so upset that he's about to cry, and I have to find it right away.

BLURB: How could everything change so fast for Amelia Earhart? From going to that hotel by the corner of the club to experience a night full of passion to not being able to identify her children's father, how could her life move so drastically different? Mr FERNANDEZ AND I, tells the story of Amelia Earhart who had a night full of passion with a billionaire, Mr Fernandez Tiguan. She met him at the club and hit things off pretty well as they moved to the hotel. They had a fun time. The next morning when she woke up, he was gone. Amelia took no serious note to it as she went back to work to continue with her life, until one day at the office, she discovers she is pregnant. She goes to check and sees not just one child—there are three children lying in there. Frustrated and scared, Amelia begins to search for their father. She experiences mockery and hatred for raising children she has no idea where their father is, and soon, she gets use to it. When all hope fails and she begins to get accustomed to the life of being a single mother with her three children, guess who shows up in her life and perhaps may want his children back?... Experience the life of a girl who had a one night of fun but doesn't know what fate holds for her in 'MR FERNANDEZ AND I'

The last place Ava expected to see her ex-husband was the hotel bar on a rainy Thursday night in Manhattan. She froze the moment her eyes found him. Ethan Mitchell looked older. Broader. More tired. But the way he stood, one hand wrapped around a glass he had not touched, was painfully familiar. For a second, the noise around her faded. The laughter. The music. The clinking glasses. All she could hear was the echo of a life she once lived. She should have turned around. Instead, she walked closer. “Ethan.” He looked up, and whatever calm he had shattered instantly. “Ava.” Her name sounded different on his lips. Softer. Careful. Like something fragile. “I didn’t know you’d be here,” he said. “I didn’t either,” she replied, her voice steady even though her heart was not. They stood there, strangers tied together by memories too heavy to name. The divorce papers. The last argument. The silence that followed. “Do you want to sit?” he asked after a moment. She hesitated. Then nodded. It was supposed to be harmless. Just a drink. Just conversation. Just closure. But as the night stretched on, the distance between them shrank, and Ava realized something terrifying. Some loves do not die. They just wait. And that night, neither of them walked away. This is a story full of twist and emotions will the come back together after all these years of separation ? Or will they cheat on both of there spouses.

My best friend's boyfriend was cheating, so I tagged along to bust him at a hotel. Fifteen hours until go time. Felicity Cook booked a room right next to Jake's, jaw tight. "They'll be here tonight. When the time comes, we'll catch them red-handed." Inside, I could barely keep my eyes open. She'd been a wreck since last night, and I hadn't slept a minute trying to keep her sane. Figured I had time, so I set an alarm and crashed. When I opened my eyes, a guy was lying next to me. Felicity kicked the door in and pointed at me. "Lydia Lloyd! I can't believe you betrayed me! You're my best friend! Why would you sneak around and steal my boyfriend?" I just stared, mind blank, trying to get words out. She snapped, yanked out a kitchen knife, and in front of everyone, drove it into me again and again. I hit the floor, drowning in my own blood, eyes stuck open like my body refused to let me go. I came here to catch a cheater—how did I end up the side chick? Then I blinked... and I was right back at the moment I first walked into that hotel with Felicity.

After I shared my five-million-dollar commission with my department colleagues, they drag me to a hotel and celebrate with me for three days straight. But when I walk past the bathroom, I overhear a conversation between two of my colleagues that stops me cold. "Have the results of the vote come out yet?" What vote? Confused, I check my phone and find that I've been removed from the Project Department's group chat. "Who else could it be? Our hero, Zane Carter, received eleven votes. It was unanimous, and the motion was passed." "Serves him right. I've never liked him anyway." I freeze. I can't believe that my colleagues would betray me after what I've done for them. After taking a moment to calm down, I immediately decide to resign. The next thing I know, I receive a call from the company chairman, Wilson Smith. "Have you made up your mind? Quitting now would breach your contract. As a result, your five-million-dollar commission would be revoked. "You're also a key technical staff member. If you leave, your entire department would most likely be dismissed. Once that happens, your colleagues will end up unemployed. Are you sure about this?" I lower my gaze and let out a cold laugh. "Absolutely."