Hotel L'interlude Novels & Stories

Her smile widened when she saw Harry and Nadine, talking to the woman at the reception desk. “Hello! I have a reservation for a honeymoon suite under the name Nadine Smith. Could you please check us in?” Margot heard Nadine tell the receptionist. She was surprised the two even got a honeymoon suite on their business trip. “Good afternoon! Welcome to Lutos Hotel. Let me pull up your reservation details. May I see your ID, please?” The receptionist smiled at Nadine as the latter showed her ID. Margot cleared her throat as she stood behind the two. She couldn’t help but smile when Harry turned around only to curse under his breath at the sight of her.

Chapter 4: Trisha’s P.O.V: Paradise International was one of the largest hotels in the USA, though the world has changed considerably, this hotel has been standing here for the last four hundred years. The architecture was so brilliant that it still attracted thousands of tourists every year that simply came to adore it, even though they didn’t have the money to stay here. The beautifully curved archways, the statues of angels and Greek Goddesses and the hundreds of fountains both inside and outside the Hotel made it a tourist hotspot. The manager had finally taken pity on the poor travelers and now there were three sessions a day where a hundred tourists and architects were give a tour of t

But she still said, "Let's get to the resort and talk about this with Kiara. I would like to know her decision first before deciding mine." "No problem." Luke acted cool but deep down, he was rejoicing that things were going just as he wanted it to. Now it was just a matter of sign and then no one would ever be able to stop him from getting close to her. The three-hour ride seemed to have finished within a blink of an eye. The vehicles were parked and the guests were welcomed by the staff. After the formal welcome cocktail, the guests were given the key card to their respective rooms. Everyone was mesmerised by the hotel rooms, even the normal ones looked like suites with premium accommodati

By the time the wheels touched down on the tarmac at Geneva Cointrin, the sky was a bruised purple, the Swiss Alps cutting a jagged line against the horizon. A sleek, dark gray luxury sedan was waiting for us right on the apron. The driver, another one of Kayden’s quiet associates, didn't ask for identification. He just nodded, loaded our bags into the trunk, and pulled out onto the highway. "Where are we staying?" I asked Nigel as we hit the city center, the clean streets of Geneva flashing past the windows. "The Hotel L’Horizon," Nigel said, checking his tablet. "It’s a boutique property right off the Quai du Mont-Blanc. Quiet, private, and exactly three blocks away from the main financial

Asking the residents passing by the direction of the hotel, Wilma walked to the Laven Hotel. Passing the barbeque stall, Wilma smelled the delicious aroma of grilled meat. Wilma bought 5 skewers of grilled meat coated with spices that smelled delicious. This young woman also buys drinks from fruit which are sold not far from the grilled meat stall. She thought of using this food for her lunch. She could have dinner at the hotel later. Walking not far from the adventurer's guild, Wilma saw a fairly large building with 4 floors of snow white color with a large gate and had the words 'Hotel Laven' on it.

The evening sky glowed red, offering Rose a romantic view. Her eyes widened as the limo pulled into the hotel’s luxurious grounds. The two-story, Renaissance-style building was adorned with pedestals and a manicured garden. "This is a hotel?" Rose asked in disbelief. “Yes, but it only accommodates a few guests. It's very private,” Matteo lowered his voice. "So no one will disturb us." Rose’s face flushed. She wasn’t naïve; she knew exactly what he meant. Honeymooners would seek out this kind of place, wouldn't they?

Valentina’s POV The shores of Lake Como shimmered under the late afternoon sun, the steep alpine cliffs dropping right into the lake’s crystal waters. The Grand Hotel Tremezzo that Raffaele had booked was a luxurious 5-star property located on the shores of Lake Como. Established in the early nineteen hundred, it’s known for its historic Art Nouveau architecture, panoramic views of the lake and the Alps, and high-end amenities like a floating pool on the lake, a spa, fine dining restaurants, and elegant gardens.

It's 6PM, it's probably their dinner time and they don't want to deal with this right now. Putting the phone down on the desk, I walk over to the bed and plunk my head on it, relishing at the gorgeous surroundings I am in. With a fitness centre and spa, Le Boutique Hotel Jardin is a luxurious boutique hotel located in the heart of Paris. It also boasts an elegant lobby with archways and high ceilings. Just a five-minute walk from the Luxembourg Gardens and Notre-Dame-des-Champs Metro Station, I can literally walk to the centre of the city. The hotel's decor is a tribute to French and international literature and my rooms even have an iPod docking station and an iPad for use. Sublime! Resting

"Uh, sure. I can try." "Okay great. My phone is acting up and I'm terrible with directions... Mrs Loendorf, what is the name of the hotel?" "It's the Four Seasons on Pearl Street... 2578 Pearl Street." "That's right. The Four Seasons... Do you know where that is, dear?"

his smile doubles in size and his eyes sparkle as he talks about his family, "Come, I'll show you the hotel." Hades walks ahead, Iuri ties my waist and we go inside. Hades goes on to talk about the name of each room in the place, everything is very luxurious, the floor is dark marble and the walls are all tiled, and the stairs are covered with long velvet carpets in a burgundy color with gold edges. The details on the pillars are golden and several paintings adorn the walls, the employees keep coming and going, and even though today is the inauguration, several VIP clients have already made reservations and are already starting to check-in. "Iuri, you...", Hades turns to us, but Iuri's cell