Hotel Grim Novels & Stories

"I believe we spoke on the phone today. I hope everything is in order?" As smooth in person as on the phone I turned and was met with the full force of his good looks. Just have me right now my inner wolf screamed. Dark rich hair, just long enough for a few curls to tease his forehead, coffee-coloured eyes, and olive skin. Several inches taller than me and was built like a Greek statue. Perfection. The crushing disappointment of his good looks hit me. He was definitely a shifter and therefore totally, immediately and forever off limits. Human’s just never look that good. Selene doesn't want a mate. She's ambitious, determined and independent. To end up shackled to a man who won't support her dreams like her sisters is her worst nightmare. The mate-bonds monthly heat, overwhelming lust-fuelled insanity terrifies her control-freak nature. Rocco doesn't want a mate either. Running a buzzing casino gives him ample opportunity to sleep with all the beautiful human women the city has to offer. Shifters are a hassle. Even beautiful, blonde haired wonders like Selene. Yet when their paths cross sparks fly. However the local Alpha loves taking proud women down a peg, his head Beta desires Selene and Rocco wants to kill them both. They are fighting against the very thing that may keep them alive as the cruelty of the pack's leadership turns against Selene. Her trick of hiding in a hotel and lying to her family every full moon can only last for so long...

Mitchell Rashford a 24 year wealthy entrepreneur is diagnosed with blood cancer ,as the only child from the MitRash dynasty ,she is left to take over the affairs of the company . She is a very dedicated to her job of keeping the company afloat and finding ways to prevent bankruptcy .Mitchell shares a friendship with Kath Trevor ,her best friend who has always been jealous of her but has been a sheep in a wolf’s clothing ,she can go at any length to see her downfall even at the expense of having an affair with her ex boyfriend Brandon Mcdonald who was lured by Kath and Barbie to conspire against her. Despite all this Mitchell stood strong after meeting Daniel Rodrigo who used to be Kath fiancé at a meeting and asked him to be her partner ,who knows they find love in the midst of taking revenge.With thier first meeting they felt as part ignite, having the first conversation at the meeting arranged by Mary who also shares a relationship with Mitchell .While they were conversing Daniel opted for a one night stand at the spot ,Mitchell was hesitant but she concurred eventually,but Daniel had other plans in mind.Daniel wanted to know the reason for her asking him to be her partner so when they got to the hotel room ,he spilled the tea. Mitchell quite surprised answered the question anyways saying that she knows that he had history with Kath and she want to take her revenge on her and Brandon and she couldn’t find any other person suitable for the job than him.but Daniel would agree to what she said only if she would sign a marriage contract with all the rules and regulations on it .

Ernest West left the courtroom with wings on his feet. Leaving Don James was, in Ernest's opinion, the best thing he had ever done for himself. No more tense silences. No more Don's silent, smothering adoration. Ernest had been released. Three years have passed since then. Now, what once was the best choice has turned into a noose around their necks. There is a sinister provision buried within the small print of the divorce papers that Ernest's attorney overlooked; they are obligated to live together and manage the small beach hotel that they used to own as a couple for an entire year. Thus, Ernest finds himself back amid the groaning wooden boards and salty panes of glass within the walls of where their love once withered away. However, Don is no longer the same weak and longing man that Ernest abandoned. He now stands as an intimidating pillar of cold indifference, forged by the stony resolve and lack of concern. Not even a passing glance comes from Don’s green eyes, which regard Ernest with only polite reserve. A year of closeness. A year of unresolved tension. A year of dealing with each and every lie that Ernest tried to bury beneath "irreconcilable differences." In the beginning, the plan is a silent battle—appointments stuck to the fridge, dinners taken in different corners of the house. Yet, there’s something about closeness that reveals the whole truth. Ernest discovers the picture albums that Don never discarded. He listens to telephone conversations in the dead of night that reveal the loneliness he feels himself. And gradually, painfully, he discovers that the greatest error made wasn’t the separation. It was letting Don leave.

“Are you going to kill me?” Shawn whispered. Owen’s fingers slid up his throat, squeezing lightly as he backed him against the wall. “If I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t still be talking.” Shawn swallowed hard. “Then what do you want?” His mouth curved, giving him that dangerous rugged smile. “I’m deciding.” *** That morning, Shawn only wanted to finish his shift, collect his pay, and get back to the real problems waiting for him outside the hotel: tuition he couldn’t afford, a mother dying in a hospital bed, and a younger sister who still believed he could fix everything. Then he walked into the wrong suite. There was blood on white sheets. Fangs buried deep in a dying man’s throat. Crimson eyes meeting his across the room. The creature should have killed him. But no, it didn't. It let him run. Now it’s everywhere. In his dreams, his space and in his thoughts. Watching him. Waiting… And just when he thinks the nightmare can’t follow him into daylight, he learns. The vampire has a name. Owen Rothwell de Valemont, as old as history. And he’s Shawn’s new boss. Owen doesn’t chase him. He doesn’t threaten. He simply moves closer, adjusting the world around Shawn until escape becomes impossible. And Shawn, fear should drive him away. Instead it turns into something darker. Something harder to resist.

 “Are you sure Ella?” I asked and when she nodded in approval, half scared and anticipating, I slammed my full length into her in one full thrust. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head at the sudden intrusion and she held onto me for dear life, whimpering and moaning loudly without a care in the world and I loved it. I loved the way her lips called my name in pleasure, not knowing whether to beg me to stop or continue.  I was going crazy. This stranger was driving me crazy. I could feel her clench her insides at the sudden intrusion and it took me all the self control I could muster from my whole ancestors to not release in a single thrust. “Fuck Ella… you're doing so good… I whispered raggedly in her ears as her whimpers filled my senses.  I started slow but with each thrust deeper and harder than the last and when it looked like she couldn't take it anymore, I increased my pace and thrust faster, earning louder and faster moans from her. I didn't know what I enjoyed more. Her ecstatic whimpers or actually fucking her senses away. ************************************************************ Elara and Dylan, two complete strangers, mischievously ended up in the same hotel room and they shared a night of hot passion after their drinks got spiked. Unknown to the both of them, powerful forces are working to unite the both of them for a greater and more sinister motive.

On the night Keyla Tamara was supposed to marry Adrian Churchill, she found him with another woman. Broken, furious, and trapped inside a hotel controlled by his powerful family, Keyla ran before the Churchills could turn her into the scandal. Then she entered the wrong suite. Inside was Draxler Roman Churchill, Adrian’s ruthless older brother, the man everyone feared, and the one person Keyla should never have touched. One forbidden night was supposed to be revenge. By morning, she disappeared with his black cufflink in her hand and left only a torn piece of her wedding veil behind. Five years later, Keyla returns for a funeral with a little boy beside her. Leon Tamara is quiet, cold-eyed, and too observant for a child. He does not trust strangers. He does not like rich men. And when Draxler sees him, the truth hits harder than any confession. Leo is his son. Now Adrian wants Keyla destroyed. Vivienne wants to bury the past before it exposes her. Eleanor Churchill wants the hidden heir under her control, and Draxler wants the family he never knew he had already lost. But Keyla is no longer the humiliated bride who ran. She is a mother who built a life from the wreckage they left behind. She survived without the Churchill name, without their money, and without Draxler’s protection. So if Draxler wants a place beside her and Leo, he cannot demand it as a father, buy it as a billionaire, or claim it as a Churchill. He has to earn it.

For seven years, my CEO girlfriend never once came home with me to see my parents. She told me that she hated social obligations, and that she didn't want to deal with the gossip and hassle that came with meeting my parents and relatives. Even in daily life, she treated me with cold professionalism, never spending any anniversaries with me in favor of working overtime. I'd always thought that it was just a simple matter of her being too rational and prideful, and I was fine with slowly teaching her how to nurture a relationship. That was, until Thanksgiving arrived. Once again, she stressed that holidays were just a capitalistic norm, and that she was going to work overtime instead of coming home with me. By chance, however, I accidentally stumbled upon my intern's social media. Inside a private room at a five-star hotel, he and his family sat at a table as my girlfriend sat beside him, carefully serving him food. [Yo, my boss secretly brought my parents into the city for Thanksgiving, and even gave me gifts! She told me that I was worth special gestures, too. Where can you even find a boss this romantic? My parents even told me to marry her as soon as I could! LOL!] So she knew better than anyone how to make people feel cherished. I just wasn't worth any of it. I commented: [How romantic.] Then, I messaged my girlfriend. [Let's break up.]

I used to be a top ballet dancer. The year I was diagnosed with a spinal hemangioma, my boyfriend Julian Blackwood said, "Wherever you go, I go." We'd been together three years. He walked beside me as I went, step by step, from the most luminous dancer on that stage to a woman in a wheelchair. Every time the nerve pain hit and I collapsed, he was the one who lifted me off the floor. Every round of electrostim and acupuncture, he sat in the corridor outside the therapy room and waited for me to come out. Before I got sick, he promised me—the night I finished my final performance of Swan Lake, we'd sign the marriage license. He'd bought tickets for that show three months in advance. I never stood on that stage again. And the marriage license never came up. Until the morning I noticed the collar of his white dress shirt carried a smudge of lipstick that wasn't mine. I heard him on the balcony. A woman's voice on the other end. "Mr. Blackwood, you left your jacket at the hotel last night. I'll bring it over." I stared at that smear of red, and something in me snapped. I laughed. "Send me to Westbrook. The locked-down rehab facility. I don't want to drag you down anymore." Something flickered in his eyes—a brief, animal panic. Then he nodded. He thought I meant rest. He didn't know I'd already signed the papers to donate my body to science. I was going there to die.

On the night of their three-year anniversary, Anita finds her boyfriend cheating on her with another woman. Feeling heartbroken, she drowns her sorrows in a reckless night of passion with a mysterious stranger. The next morning, she wakes up to an insane offer from him, marriage. When she loses her job and her mother is in need of surgery, Anita, desperate and with nowhere to turn, signs the contract. Only to discover after that her new husband is none other than her ex-boyfriend's uncle. Anita quickly finds herself caught in a web of family drama with a marriage that was never meant to be real. But secrets have a way of surfacing. And when Anita’s past collides with her present, the once quiet life she had is about to erupt in flames. ~ “You weren’t acting like that when you were moaning my name in that hotel room” Heat shot through my body at his teasing remark. I gulped, trying to stay strong. “That was a mistake and you know it” Nathan chuckled, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Was it? Because I remember you clinging onto me… begging me not to stop” “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” I whispered, almost breathless as he trailed his fingers down to my jaw, tilting my face upwards. “What I enjoy is knowing that no matter how much you try to fight it, your body remembers me” The last words were a whisper against the skin of my neck. My breath caught in my throat. “My mother is in the next room” Nathan smirked. “Then you better keep quiet.”

(STORY ON HOLD FOR NOW) UPDATE: Beginning to work on new chapters.) Krystal Walters is a tough woman and the daughter of an alpha. As she is informed of an important Alpha’s arrival to her pack for business with her father, she is dragged into helping with the preparations for his arrival. Just how important is this, Alpha? She soon finds out when he arrives and her wolf cries…MATE. Liam Adams the visiting Alpha-King of all packs steps out of his car only to be hit with a beautiful fragrance and his wolf is excited. When he spots a young woman standing whom he believes is her family, and when they make eye contact his wolf shouts…MATE. Liam though is a playboy who likes having women. Even after mating and marking his mate he can’t seem to stop his sexual escapades. Krystal feels the betrayal pains a couple of days after they mate, and mark each other, and follows the scent of her mate to the servants' quarters where she finds her mate banging a servant girl. So, with the mindset that two can play that game, she calls a friend, meets him at a hotel, and explains everything to him. Just as she was explaining, another pain hits her, letting her know he is at it again, her friend then suggests they give her mate the same treatment. After all, Pain for pain. Thus begins a story of a love-hate situation between a King and his new Queen. Can the two find their road to happiness together? Read to find out.