Hotel The Novel Novels & Stories

I finished what he was saying. “Yes, that was about Alexa.” “Oh.” “You must really love her, huh?” “I don’t love Alexa. I do care and respect her.” For some reason, his response made me, Excited? “Oh, Okay i understand” “Madam, Sir. We have arrived,” the driver's voice said as he came to a stop in front of a really beautiful hotel. The hotel was a bright gold color with white pillars and structures.” “Nathan?” “Yeah?” “This is so beautiful,” I gasped.

“Ask away, detective, I'm as open as a book.” “Very well,” he begins as he opens his little notebook. “Can you please explain to me why you paid the Brentwood Hotel to use their basement on the day of Jade Nitros' death?” He looks at me with curiosity. I shrug my shoulder. “I didn't know it was illegal to rent out a hotel basement?” “It isn’t.” “Hmm,” I reply with a smirk. “I got cold and wanted to use the furnace.” He frowns, etching fine lines across his forehead. “You were cold?” He retorts, lifting his gaze to meet mine.

However, regardless of how much determination he summoned, every time he thought of Sarah’s sexy, charming face, he would feel disgusted, grossed out, nauseated, unable to swallow that bitter pill. ‘Why, of all times, am I thinking of Charlotte Simmons now? D*mn it!’ He was suddenly reminded of that forced kiss he’d had with her just before he had left the country, and her body’s faint scent of chrysanthemum seemed to crawl into his nostrils. … El Paradiso was the hottest hotel in Rothesay. The restaurant was located on the first and second floor, and the high-class hotel was located above the second floor. It was now dinner time. The first and second floor were crowded with customers, and t

Ashton Drove me for hours, outside the Estate and into the city where the responsibilities of Luna didn't quite reach me here. "We didn't pack any clothes..." I voiced out the moment I realized we wouldn't be returning back to the estate soon. "I have that covered. You can rest." By the time the car slowed, we were in front of a hotel that made me pause. The hotel's neon sign read, "Golden State Hotel." It was ridiculously fancy. We hadn't been out like this since Globerfield. It was spectacular. “Huh...” I huffed softly, stepping out of the car. “You could have just said you were kidnapping me for luxury.”

His dark smirk made him look like a mysterious character straight out of a novel. “Morning. Are you staying at this hotel too?” I asked. “Oh yes. It’s the best hotel in Chicago,” he replied casually. I nodded. This was the same hotel Hazel had insisted on, and I’d agreed because, well, I wanted to splurge a little. “Where’s your girl gang?” he asked. “Well, Hazel had to leave for an emergency, and Fiora also had a family emergency,” I explained. “So, you’re alone?” he asked, stepping a little too close for comfort. His cologne—a mix of woodsy and earthy notes—hit me. A shiver ran down my spine under his intense gaze.

Except when I'm hiding, I don't use my old name, "Natalie Drew." "Good night," he said as he rushed away from me. It was strange how quickly he vanished. I hurried up to room 552, which was on the fifth floor. I inserted the key into the old lock. The hotel was not like most hotels; instead of new electronic devices, it had keys and an old freight elevator. The building was historic and had a foreboding atmosphere. On the outside, it looked like an old castle. I shut the door and sat on the old bed. It was a stunning structure that anyone who enjoyed history would love. I knew Eric would love it if he were here; he loved anything old with grand architecture.

Ruth asked excitedly, but she replied coldly without looking up from her book. “I am not interested. I would like to rest. Where is our hotel?” She asked, setting up her glasses. “Room 28 at Starlight hotel,” Ruth told her. “Okay,” She nodded and began to walk away. “Do look at the number and don’t enter someone else’s room!” Ruth called, but she only waved to shrug her off. It has happened many times before. Daphne was engrossed in her novels and walked into straight trouble. Leona also went on her own, whistling to herself as all of them went on their own path.

Looking back from that very first time I saw her, I have to say that I've got a strong feeling that we have a connection. Although she was young back then, while I'm a teen wolf without a mate and is troubled by the relationship I have with my father. That did not hinder my emotions from slowly building. Hotel Blanca is written on the front side of the white building which is consisted of fifty floors that stands in the heart of the City. The wide name with glittering lights all over, attracts the people into its fancy decorated wide entrance hall. "Good evening, do you have a reservation sir?" The smiling face of the hotel receptionist puts me back to reality. We were already standing at th

Twins was the word, and somehow the idea of its utterance from my departed daughter’s lips threw the shadows of a nightmare. As if to confirm that it was a night for such visitations, I heard Kristin murmur what sounded like Kathy’s name in her sleep as I got up and went to the bathroom. I stood over the toilet feeling cold despite the mugginess of the poorly air conditioned interiors of what was supposedly the ‘luxury’ hotel in town. The hotel was located two blocks from the town square, on a busy corner. Its inset entrance situated at the point of the angle of the two streets and facing a cement island that boasted a raised sculpture of some historical figure. Our room was on the back side

N Hotel—the very hotel they’ve long wanted to reclaim from the mysterious buyer who purchased it from Dark’s grandmother? What lies behind everything? WATCH OUT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!