Hotel L'interlude Novels & Stories

I tuned her out, focusing instead on the snowy landscape outside. When we finally arrived at the hotel, I couldn’t help but let out a low whistle. The Grand Aurora wasn’t just a hotel—it was a masterpiece. Perched on a hill overlooking a sparkling fjord, its towering glass facade reflected the surrounding mountains. Golden lights glowed warmly from inside, making the entire place look like something out of a winter fairy tale. “Only the best,” Charlotte said smugly, clearly pleased with my reaction. The doorman greeted us with a polite smile. “Good evening. Welcome to the Grand Aurora.”

Holy shit. Also mind-boggling is that we’re staying right off the avenue, at the premier Hotel Barrière Le Fouquet. The lobby is a tribute to Hollywood, with classically styled gold furniture, lamps emitting a warm glow and dozens of framed photos of icons on the walls. I’d dedicate time to studying each picture, but our personal valet has already checked us in and ushers us directly to our suite, where another butler, Pierre, is waiting to fulfill our every want and desire.

-The landscape is really beautiful. I just nodded with an awkward smile. I didn't know if she had done that to avoid any tense atmosphere between us, or if she really believed that I was referring to the landscape of the place, which also had a radiant beauty. I didn't dare touch the subject again, after the incident I just remained in silence until arriving to the hotel indicated by the Latina. And just like the hotel in Zurich, this one was also grand, it was called Carlton Hotel St Moritz. It was one of the largest buildings in the small town, gaining prominence among the houses around. -Finally, I'm exhausted. – Camila grumbled as she stretched inside the car.

"See me as your daughter. Tell me any grievances you have. If I can assist, I'll do everything in my power to help and uphold justice for you." - One evening, Daniel brought Maisie to the Liz-Inn Hotel. Compared to hotels under the Hamerton Group, Liz-Inn seemed less extravagant, but it had its unique charm. Situated along the mountains, the hotel exuded a natural and fresh beauty due to its peaceful location away from the city center. The hotel's backyard was adorned with butterfly orchids. When Maisie saw that courtyard, it felt like something struck her heart, and she had been transported back to that peculiar dream. In her dream, she had also entered a place filled with butterfly orchids

Rain hammered against the windows nonstop while fog slowly spread across the road ahead. Then the hotel appeared. Winona straightened immediately. The Midnight Hotel stood in the middle of the mountains like something pulled out of an old gothic movie. Warm golden lights glowed behind enormous glass windows while fountains shimmered beneath the storm outside. It looked luxurious, elegant, and strangely isolated from the rest of the world. “Okay,” Ava breathed. “I would absolutely die here.” “Comforting choice of words.” The moment they stepped inside, warmth surrounded them. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead while soft piano music drifted through the massive lobby. Beautifully dressed st

3:34 PM. Historic. Discreet. The kind of hotel where fortunes are made and empires fall over tea. The concierge greets us with the deferential nod of a man who knows exactly how much our silence costs. "Monsieur Hunt. Mademoiselle Bennett. Welcome to the Baur au Lac." "Thank you. The Park Suite?" "Of course. Your luggage will be sent up immediately." We take the private elevator. Just us. No other guests to witness the tension radiating off us.

I press my face against the window as my eyes catch the colourful and bright lights that make the night lively in this city. "Do you think it's everything you expected?" Larissa whispers to me? I look away with a short laugh. "Honestly, I'm not sure. I'm not one to expect much out of anything." "I like that. Besides, it's too early to conclude. I still believe that this is going to be a dream to remember for us." **** The hotel where we are staying is a luxurious one, facing a beautiful beach in the city. It's called Ice Blue, and it's one of the best places to stay in the city.

she stopped, looking at me. I shifted in the seat as names like Hotel Alexei and Hotel Kerala International flashed through the mind, “What is the name?” I asked half-heartedly. “No need to look so glum; its present name is Nilgiri International,” she said with that twinkle in the eyes. I was relieved, “Tell me about your hotel,” I said enthusiastically.