Hazbin Hotel Pilot Script Novels & Stories

Upon learning about her long-time boyfriend's infidelity with her sister, Irina Hayes plotted an act of revenge to get back on Damian Nevan by marrying his uncle. Thralled in the influence of alcohol she drenched herself in, and with the help of her best friend who was the heir of Nefali Hotel, Irina was handed access to Alonzo's hotel room, but the hotelier in the lobby gave her the suite number of the wrong Alonzo. One thing led to another, not only did she permit Alonzo Waldorf, a business tycoon in disguise as a surgeon, to own her that night, Irina even roped herself into a contract marriage with him. Only after the two signed their marriage contract did she find out that she accidentally married the wrong billionaire, oopsie!

Ethan Hale was the name every pilot at North Ridge Air Base looked up to. I was Ava Morgan, his wife and his only flight partner. To earn my ace qualification, I had to complete three final evaluation missions within the review period. I failed all three. I refused to accept it as coincidence, so I followed the access logs, flight records, and maintenance files until every abnormal detail pointed to one person. Chloe Bennett. When I took the evidence to Ethan, I heard him arguing with his deputy, Liam Reed, behind the office door. "You are putting Chloe forward for the ace-track recommendation? She can barely hold steady in a back seat," Liam said, his anger barely restrained. "Ava is my wife and my flight partner. Chloe is different. She has nothing." Standing outside the door, I suddenly laughed. Then I turned around and accepted the return offer from the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency. Before I left, I gave Ethan three things. And he would regret them for the rest of his life.

The day before the semester began, my childhood friend Daniel Carter asked if he could borrow my private jet. Thinking he'd finally changed his ways, I agreed without a second thought. A moment later, he transferred a single dollar, calling it rent because he couldn't stand the thought of freeloading. The quirky amount said more than words ever could. I smiled and accepted it. On the first day of school, I kept things low-key, taking a cab back to campus. But when I arrived, there it was, my private jet parked right in the middle of the quad. The jet had been decked out in bubblegum pink, and students crowded around, their eyes shining with envy. My heart leapt. For once, I thought Daniel had finally figured it out. Beaming, I braced myself for his surprise. But as I drew closer, my smile froze. Sitting barefoot in the pilot's seat, my seat, was Clara West, the campus' queen bee.

I received a call the day before my wedding. "Miss McPherson, someone has thrashed your venue." I rushed to the hotel in confusion only to meet a woman waving my wedding photo. "You homewrecking skank! You seduced my husband and spent his money on this wedding!" The crowd believed her and went wild. Even the hotel manager piled on me. "I knew something was fishy when the groom never showed up! You're not his real wife!" The crowd turned into a violent mob. In that chaos, I miscarried. At the height of my fury, I texted my secretary: [Cancel the wedding, and kick Matteo Brando out of my company!] How dare he keep a mistress with my fortune! How dare she challenge me! I will destroy them!

Abandoned as a child, Andrea’s life was a script of hardship. Her mother, once an aspiring actress, left her poor father for a wealthy man, erasing them from her glamorous new life. Raised by a loving stepmother, Andrea harbors a burning desire to conquer the acting world and surpass her mother’s success. Now her world is shattered: her stepmother's cancer is in its third stage, her acting career crumbles due to a false accusation, and her boyfriend's betrayal leaves her heartbroken. A drunken night leads to an unexpected encounter with Niklas, a wealthy but arrogant heir. Desperate to save her family from financial ruin, Andrea reluctantly agrees to a marriage of convenience. However, this marriage intended as a lifeline, becomes a battlefield as Niklas's lover returns, threatening to destroy Andrea's already fragile existence. When a heartbreaking miscarriage leaves her reeling, she must confront a crucial decision: will she remain in the shadow of others, or break free from her gilded cage to reclaim her dreams and identity?

SYNOPSIS Liliana’s world shatters when she catches her fiancé and her best friend betraying her on the very night of her engagement party. Reeling from heartbreak, she flees—guided out of the chaos by a quiet hotel employee who shields her from prying eyes. One impulsive, liquor-soaked night later, Liliana wakes to an even greater shock: she is now the wife of that stranger. As she struggles to piece together what happened, Liliana learns the truth. Her new husband is no humble hotel staffer but Asher Windermere, the all-powerful CEO of her own company and one of the richest men on the planet. Thrown into an unexpected marriage, Liliana must navigate the secrets, scandals, and emotions that come with being the billionaire’s bride. Will this sudden union mend her broken heart, or will the tangled drama of their story drain it once again?

“Look it over,” he said. “Take a few days. Or don’t. But if you do say yes…” He paused, eyes gleaming like he already knows my answer. “Then what?” I asked. “Then welcome to hell, Mrs. Montgomery.” Kaelia Bennett, a quick-witted guest service representative at the Montgomery Grand, agrees to pose as her influencer best friend Lilyanna Russo on a blind date with the State’s most eligible bachelor to sabotage it, only to face her billionaire hotel magnate boss, Freddy Montgomery. He proposes a fake engagement to disrupt a merger. As Kaelia struggles to balance her double life, forbidden sparks, and a cascade of secrets - her hidden Montgomery lineage, a vengeful ex, corporate fraud, and a mob-linked arson, will she save the hotel empire and her heart or will she be swallowed by it all?

Katherine does her best to escape her evil aunt's claws only to find herself trapped in a hotel suite with a hot billionaire--Alejandro Villamar Jr. And little does she know, that incident would change her life forever...

Outside the police tape surrounding a fancy hotel, a police officer can be seen blocking my way. "There seems to be a bomb hidden in the hotel! Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to get any closer!" I'm just about to dig out my work badge when the intern next to me, Christine Wyatt, covers her mouth in a pretentiously shocked manner. "Officer, there's a detonator and a timer in his bag! Those things look so scary!" The entire scene goes eerily silent. Almost immediately, I see a few guns getting aimed at my forehead. Anxiety begins overwhelming me. "I'm a bomb disposal expert from the Headquarters Explosive Ordnance Disposal Unit! My bag contains all the tools necessary to dispose of a bomb!" "Throw your bag over to me and keep your hands where I can see them!" Captain Scott Hunter roars at me. My bag is opened afterward. Things like an insulated cutter, a bomb suppression blanket, and a liquid nitrogen cooling tank are scattered across the ground. Before I can explain myself, Christine suddenly points at me while screaming, "Why are you still playing dumb? You just told me that you wanted to set off an explosion in that hotel! "What, now that the police are here, you dare not admit what you just said, huh? You're a terrorist through and through!" Scott reacts quickly by pinning me on the hood of the police cruiser with my hands folded behind my back. "We're taking you back for a thorough interrogation!" My heart almost stops at those words. The bomb that's packed with enough firepower to take out half a street has already gone on a countdown in the hotel lobby. But I, the only bomb disposal expert who can get rid of the bomb, have handcuffs put on me because of Christine's nonsensical accusations. Right now, there are only 29 minutes left before the bomb goes off.

This will also be posted on Royal Road.A rundown hotel in the middle of Brazil, minimal staff, dim lighting, near no one, and nowhere. What brought these two here? A tall man clad in purple and a small clean-cut fellow with an unsettling grin. What could've led them there?