Hazbin Hotel Inside Novels & Stories

Characters: Janiya Huth & Kelvin Dawson Content Warning: Explicit sexual content, power imbalance, adult themes (18+ Only. Reader discretion advised.) . . . The city lights flickered behind the penthouse windows, casting long gold streaks across the floor where her heels had dropped like whispers. Janiya Huth stood still in Kelvin Dawson’s suite, breath shallow. Her clutch had slipped from her fingers an hour ago, somewhere between the elevator ride and the moment she’d kissed him.

Zahra's POV A hotel... He has brought us to a hotel. I balk at the entrance, the sign on the edge of the small horseshoe drive reading: The Moonstone I know this place. It's Sebastian's dad's flagship hotel. He was starting the build when we were together, and it's meant to be the most sophisticated luxury hotel on the continent. Why are we at a hotel? Worry knots in my gut. Shit. Is this it? Has he brought me here so we can have some privacy? To mate me?

I'd heard Gehenna changed like the weather, but I hadn't known it was going to be this server. We passed by the bar, going down another long corridor with Day-Glo glyphs of protection, away from the hum of the DJ, towards the black light back rooms that oozed an almost sinister aura. Zee stopped at the last door in the hallway, a number above it claimed it was room thirteen, and I crossed myself in an attempt to ward off any bad vibes. "Look, I'm going to try and make this as painless as possible for you, but you're going to have to listen to me," Zee said, clawed hand pausing on the sliding frosted glass door that just said occupied above the lock. "You get me?"

I didn’t want to bother myself with it at the moment, so I shoved it aside. “Enzo wants me. Since you guys closed his access to quick portals, so now you have to think of a plan. You owe me that,” Hazel said, and Halle scoffed. “I am letting you slide because we are related; if not, I’d teach you how to talk to an old witch.” I groaned inwardly because the both of them didn’t seem to ever be on good terms. “Where are you?” Halle asked. “The outlands. Wastelands. Place of skulls with the ancient writing,” Hazel said to her.

I looked at him, and I waited for another image to pop on my screen, which it did. The image of the house popped again, and I said, “Hotel. Hazbin hotel. Goldsmith cash. Hazbin hotel.” He didn’t understand that I said then he was dumb. Too dumb to be a healer, he tapped furiously on the screen of his phone he was going to break it, and it was certain. He showed me an image of a big building with the name ‘Hazbin hotel.’ On it, I nodded with excitement, and he smiled too. We had finally come to an agreement, and it was so fulfilling.

When Zivon placed his hand on the hand scanner, the door was promptly unlocked, allowing the two to enter… Looking around, Xavia found that most of the interior decorations were made of beautiful, transparent glass… Minimalist, yet also stylish… To think that he’d have a room in this place of power and pleasure… Instantly guessing what she was thinking, Zivon was prompted to say, “Don’t go letting your mind wander too far. Remember, this hotel belongs to Chace. That aside, I also had this room specially prepared.” Watching as Zivon then picked up a tablet to order some food, Xavia simply nodded curtly before going silent.

'' The doorman began to swipe the card and asked for the card information and then when he finished charging the money, he smiled and told the girls: ''Welcome girls to Crossroads, have a great time! Charlotte heard this and smiled and looked at her friend, they both held hands and started walking inside. Being inside, Charlotte let go of her friend's hand and began to see the whole place a little surprised, because there were red LED lights everywhere, plus there was an area where the DJ played and it was decorated in a very dark and elegant way, the place was big but cozy, had a bar where they served and delivered all the drinks, Charlotte was very excited and happy to be there when sudden

HAZEL While I wait, I go to the bathroom. I shower. I change. I put on makeup. I make sure I look composed, put together before I step back into the living area. Right on time, the door opens. Nico is there, opening it for the hotel staff. His eyes widen when he sees what’s coming. “I didn’t order any of this,” he says sharply. “I did,” I reply, walking past him. He narrows his eyes at me. He can’t say anything. Not really.

The exterior was peeling, scarred, and dull. Inside, there wasn't a single zombie. There were no people, either. Just empty silence. Hayley touched down and exchanged a look with Griffin before they rushed inside. Following the route Kurt had described, she navigated through the building until she found a hidden internal elevator, still powered and running. She pulled out Kurt's access card and swiped it.

The doors were burnished gold and encrusted with finely cut rubies and quartzes of various colors. As if on cue, the grand doors opened themselves up soundlessly, revealing a large hall inside. Persephone was hesitant but couldn't stop her legs from moving forward. The doors closed themselves behind her when she stepped into the room. Her heart skipped a beat at that, even though she saw nobody around. The young goddess was even more curious than frightened now.