Hazbin Hotel Villa Novels & Stories

"Your honeymoon villa has been prepared with special arrangements. Slowly, Clarisse turned to Saben, her eyes wide. “Villa?” He lifted a brow, a soft smirk tugging at his lips. “Only the best for my wife.” Her heart melted. Again. When the door swung open, Clarisse stopped breathing. The villa was pure magic: floor-to-ceiling windows with a sweeping view of the sunset. White and stone interiors aglow with gold from the afternoon light, A private plunge pool with a view of the sea in blue, Rose petals on the bed shaped in a heart so fine and delicate, and Champagne chilling in a silver bucket beside two flutes.

The hot sun was a ball of orange and the sea was a magic carpet of glittering jewelled blue. "It's so beautiful" she said. Matt nodded and took her arm and drew her away from the helicopter. "Here we are. Home sweet home...well, not really home home, but you get it. Otherwise known as Paradise Villa. All the bedrooms open onto the terrace and overlook the sea. Take your pick." Feeling hot and sticky in her jeans, Savannah walked into the house and stopped dead, stunned by what she saw." "Oh, it’s—beautiful" she said.

Despite their different beliefs, they got along very well. Flavia and Abigail suddenly became tour guides for Haisley and Nathan's family. The large villa, consisting of three main buildings and one common building, left Haisley and her family in awe. "Uncle and auntie, and everyone, you can choose to stay in any room you like. Via made sure everything is cleaned, and the bathroom supplies are complete," Flavia said warmly. Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Also, I miss Lewis. That little guy is indeed adorable.” “What villa are we staying in?” Hannah had an idea that her whole family and the King’s family would have a summer get-together for a week. “Oh, just a rented one.” Ines stood and picked up champagne. “We found a villa with an amazing view and had over fifteen rooms. Jacuzzi, hotspring...” “That sounds dreamy. I can’t wait for that.” Hannah grinned. The thought of Reid leaning on the jacuzzi while the fog from the hot spring covers looked sexy. Hannah shook the idea monetarily.

Chase hung up and turned to say to Henry, "I need to go back to the villa for something important. Let’s stop here for today.” Laura grabbed his sleeve once more when she heard he was about to leave. She said, “Don’t you dare leave without explaining things, you brat!” “Wait." Alex stopped Laura and looked at Chase strangely before saying, “If I didn’t hear you wrong, did you just say you’re going back to the villa? Are you saying that you own a villa?” “That’s right.” “Really? Tell me, where’s your villa situated?” Alex smiled with disdain. Chase wanted to ignore him but answered anyway, “Imperial Dragon Bay Villa No. 1.”

Michelle said as she opened the door to Marsha’s nanny’s room. “Thank you so much, Mrs. Steinfield.” Before the woman came into the room to unpack, Anna gave her a thin smile. The villa had three rooms—the master’s bedroom, which would be used by Michelle and Ethan, another comfortable room that suited Marsha; and lastly, for Anna Peterson. Marsha ran around the villa, totally excited. Michelle laughed as she watched her daughter, and then went into the master bedroom. Her jaw dropped in awe. The room was definitely exquisite, with a jacuzzi set up on the balcony in front of the snowy scenery and Matterhorn Mountain itself.

A month later, it was my birthday, and the day our whole family flew out to Azure Haven Island. The helicopter circled over the deep blue ocean, and Azure Haven Island soon came into view beneath us. The scenery was undeniably stunning. White sand beaches. Palm trees. A luxurious villa. However, something about it felt off. It wasn’t until we landed that I realized what it was. At the entrance of the villa, instead of uniformed staff waiting to greet us, there was a row of solar panels.

The air was thick and humid, smelling of salt and tropical flowers. Waiting for us at the edge of the tarmac was a rugged, sun-bleached SUV and a man in a linen shirt who looked like he’d been born on the island. He didn't say a word; he simply handed Damien a set of keys and a map. "The villa is three miles up the coast," Damien said, sliding into the driver's seat. "It’s built into the ironshore rock. It has its own cove and a secure server room. If Vivienne is using Howard to access the Vane accounts, that’s where she’ll be doing it."

Marky got nothing to do but to accept Zandro’s invitation, after spending some time with his Auntie Mae’s food house he immediately drove to Zandro’s villa. It was an hour’s drive from Hale University to the villa where he lives. The Villa only built on top of the hill, a big villa, the kind in which most bachelors have and dreamed of living secluded among trees on one of Moover City’s most exclusive streets, it had turrets, gables, dormers, balconies, a screened-in front porch, a free-standing garage, a gazebo, pool, formal gardens, an American dream.

She didn’t seem to mind that she was trapped, though, wiggling in what space she had to get comfortable. “I was only teasing. We can stay in your villa or at the Night Haven till our home is ready.” She smiled as she stroked my cheek. “As much as I like my villa, I’m not attached to it. And it is too far from Incubi.” I frowned. “What is the Night Haven?” I asked. “It’s a secluded one-bedroom house that my cousins and siblings used for casual sex before the war,” Regina explained.