Moon Tower Inn の小説・ストーリー

There is a hotel below the mountain and here, mountaineers leave their things and bring only what is needed like water and snacks. Mount Montis is only a low mountain and you can reach the peak for only about three hours trekking. "Welcome again, Mr. Vasquez. Where are your friends?" One of the staff asked. "I'm with my family." Kenzo said. "Oh, I see." The staff said. "I'm getting a Family Room." Kenzo said. "Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Vasquez. All of our Family Rooms are all occupied. The only available rooms now are the Friends Room like what you were reserving before and the Couples Room." The staff said. "Ok, ahm, I'll just get two Friends Room." Kenzo said. "Ahm, Mr. Vasquez, there's only one F

Emerald Tower was the most famous exclusive private club in the metropolis. The seven-hundred meters tall building consisted of numerous tiny nightclubs on each level. The higher the level, the more prominent the guests it held. Surely with that concept, the top of the tower would only accept guests that came from the wealthiest families in the city, or at least those who had a net worth high enough to be called a billionaire.

Those who logged into the platform would be able to see it immediately. "Homan Tower, isn't that the Homan Tower of Homan Technology located in the center of Michigan?" "I heard that when constructing this building, all materials used were the best according to the world's top seismic standards. The cost of the building is up to 30 billion. Even missiles cannot destroy this kind of building. Ask him how he plans to make the tower collapse? With his mouth?" "It feels like Moe Little Witch’s brother is a bit retarded. Is he living in a dream?"

I spat, my heart beating. "Really? Stormy you aren't in Navarre Pack right now. I'm in charge in this City and you'd better do as I say." He said and walked towards the building. I stood there wondering if I should go after him or not. I looked around me, and all I could see were mansions. Then I looked at the mansion I was standing before and realized something. This one had the words "AURORA BUILDING" written on it. This must be the major building for sure! It was the most beautiful and the most luxurious. It was so obvious that anyone, including a little child, could easily tell. "Stormy!" I heard his voice and quickly ran to him.

“This is exactly how I pictured my morning.” My boots crunched over the frozen dirt, and by the time I reached the road, the icy wind had turned my nose red and stiff. Thank the Moon Goddess, a cab was coming just as I stepped up to the edge of the road. I flung my hand up to flag it down and jumped in. “How much to NovaCore Tower?” “Three dollars and twenty cents,” he answered without sparing me so much as a glance. “Alright,” I replied, already rummaging through my bag for my wallet.

That afternoon, Summer found herself in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Xomus Tower. The space was modern and luxurious, with floor-to-ceiling glass walls that offered a breathtaking view of the cityscape from 990 feet above. Xomus Tower, a collaborative project between the Quigley and Camberwell families, was known not just for its impressive height but also for the unique feature on its top floor. The floor rotated slowly—a result of the mechanical separation between the rooftop and the building structure—allowing diners to enjoy a panoramic view of the city as they dined.

I could’ve opened up the office and made her wait in reception with me until they arrived. I pull my car keys from my pocket the moment my car is in sight and switch off the central locking. Moona tugs at my arm and I turn to realise she’s staring up at my apartment block. It’s nothing fancy, just a regular brick building. Mine is the top floor, and Jenny Tower, who works with me, has the ground. I really fucking hope she’s not at her kitchen window. She’s not. Thank God for small mercies. “Neat place,” Moona says, and I’d think she was being sarcastic if I didn’t know her tone better.

Dominik The Tower is a fortress of glass and steel, standing eight hundred feet above the grime of the city. From my office on the top floor, New York looks like a circuit board. A grid of lights and energy that I usually control with a flip of a switch. I’m standing by the window, looking north toward Queens. The fire at the distribution hub has been extinguished for days, but I can still see the scar it left. "He’s here," Enzo says from the doorway.

Always bustling and busy with visitors. But they guarded their city like warriors with a grudge. It wasn’t long before the land started to change and we made it to the Glass black tower. Curt’s voice came through the comm. “Hold formation. Eyes up.” We drove another ten minutes before we saw it. The tower was 59 floors high and full of their highest level panthers and probably a good quarter of the sentinels. Most of the panthers joined the Rinks. They always signed up. It was like a silent right. Unlike wolves who went in small numbers. They went in the hundreds.

She grabbed his arm and joined Mom and Dad as they boarded the helicopter to enjoy an aerial view of the snowy mountains. That flight, costing tens of thousands of dollars for a single experience, was more than I could earn in a year. However, Laura could enjoy it without the slightest guilt. After the trip, they treated themselves to a luxurious dinner. I floated behind them in silence as they checked in at Moonshadow Hotel, the most extravagant hotel in the werewolf pack. Laura slipped into a revealing nightgown and climbed into bed next to David, reaching for his robe. However, he gently pushed her hand away.