Horror Hotel Novels & Stories

*****Keira's POV**** I kept gaping in the hall which I was taken to. This place is much too big to be called a hotel. In Fact, I have no idea, it was dark, and so I couldn't see the scenery properly. Just in case it was a hotel, I've never seen or heard of such a hotel, named, “The Raven's Pack hotel” the name of the pack sounds very familiar. But I never knew they named a hotel after it. Could it be that they have a connection with the Alpha? Well, they are quite popular, so I wouldn't be surprised. But then, why can't I recall where I had heard the name of this pack. I guess I will have to do more research when I get home.

And just like that, we put up a secret shoot at the Manor, to include a little surprise for Brandon on his grand finale. Brett called me the next day, as the official spokesperson for his boss’ request. There had been no more scuffles or troubles of any kind between the pervs at Quaker Hall and the children crusaders at Tinicum Hall, but they were holding a special summer night event on the 20, the Horror Camp or something like that. The grounds would be brimming with people who would take part in haunted attractions, escape games, and all kinds of fun indoors and outdoors from dusk to dawn, including a ghost hunt in the Mayflower building and Quaker Hall. There would be a ton of security sp

Clementine was actually a horror vlogger. She usually explored and took videos of haunted places and posted them online to gain attention. Clementine had never shown her face, so no one knew her gender. They only knew that this vlogger was skillful, lucky, and bold. Clementine came across some comments from netizens and decided to explore this hotel. There were rumors about an extremely luxurious hotel halfway up Dreary Mountain. Although it was expensive and luxurious, it was extremely scary. Many people went missing in this place every year, and their bodies were never found.

It was a pleasant feeling entering the warm motel lobby with its Christmas music, multi-coloured lights and tinsel. To Yolanda, it was an insult to the true meaning of the season. At least it wasn’t as depressing as it would have been if there had been no decoration at all. Behind the counter was a very bored attendant trying to read an old paperback book. The storm was young, and there was plenty of time for disasters like power outages to happen. “Are there any rooms available?” Yolanda smiled, hoping she wouldn’t scare the boy.

It seemed to them that New York has been cursed and that one by one, people would start dying without reason at all. With slumped shoulders, they prowled back inside the hotel. It’s a bad year for them, and they fear what the manager would say about it. The manager and Celestine were still fixing the problem with regards to a V.I.P. who was, for some inexplicable reason, got pierced by a shard of glasses. The Martins were at the security department. They were trying to find out what happened to their daughter, but it turned out, the hotel’s cameras didn’t work in Zheira’s room.

He stretched his arms outwards and then screamed; “SURPRISE!!!” Gail and I stepped out as well and we stood beside him and glared at the grand building in front of us. I stole a glance at Gail and she nodded, and then I walked in front of Hunter and stood facing him, “Seriously? Holiday Inn Express?” I inquired in a bored tone causing his grin to slump as he looked down at me, “What? Is there a problem? These people have penthouses here, and they’re insane. They are something out of Top Billing.” He said gesturing to the hotel,

I asked as I took off my jacket. "Not me personally, but my dad has. He said the place was crazy. Every room has a theme. There is a Casino and a dance club, and people from the city constantly come and go. It's been pumping up the town's morale too. More shoppers, more business. As for the owners, theyre all brothers. I know that much. However, there are rumours about how good-looking they all are. Some even joke about how they must be angels because of how beautiful they are. It's a sin really that I haven't been able to go and find out if the rumours are true for myself, though," Kylie rambled on as she opened her fridge and pulled out two water bottles, handing me one.

His eyes remained fixed on the hotel as if anticipating a turn of events. As the group exchanged glances, the unexpected occurred. The entire hotel was plunged into darkness as the electricity was abruptly cut off. An eerie silence settled over the area, broken only by the distant sounds of confusion and surprise from other guests outside. The friends, along with everyone else, were now staring at the hotel with a mix of shock, amusement, and, for some, a hint of fear. Maria, breaking the silence, exclaimed, "Did anyone else see that? The entire hotel just lost power!"

I originally wanted to visit an Asian country, but I didn't want Miracle to sit on a plane for too long, so we agreed on Miami instead. When we landed, I woke her up gently, a little bit nervous that she'd snap at me for interrupting her nap, but she just yawned and smiled a little at me. I carried our things and helped her down, giving the bag to the driver so he could put it in the trunk. Once we were all in our respective cars, we drove to the hotel I own and acquired from an auction just over a year ago. The old hotel suffered a huge loss so I bought it, renovated it, and used most of the company's inventions to lure the tourists. Once you've entered, you will see human and robot staff e

“Telling you would give you the answer to who my father is, and I don’t tell anyone that.” “Why not?” He doesn’t give an answer, but he keeps staring down at me in the small space. “How are you sure the wendigo is here?” I ask quietly, breaking the silence. “In the last few weeks there have been constant problems at the hotel with the guests,” Caleb says. He pulls out his phone and scrolls through the recent news reports for me to see. It shows a hell of a lot of human deaths. All of them went to this hotel before going batshit crazy. Other reports show humans who have stolen from banks after staying here, and the reports go on, just getting worse.