Novel Hotel Abu Dhabi Novels & Stories

He was used to this type of attractions but Fatima wasn't. Fatima gasped as she entered the suit followed by Abaan. The suit was bigger than her previous house. Everything was exorbitant , from the curtains to the cabinets of a lavish kitchen. She squealed as she ran towards the window wall. Whole Paris could be seen from there as they were on the 12 floor , the top storey of the hotel. Her heart jumped in excitement as she saw Eiffel tower standing in all its glory. But she made a scowl face as she saw Abaan from her peripheral vision. He was , as usual, busy in his phone. She didn't think about a chance to roam around in the Paris but she could do that when he would be gone for his work. A

says. "First, we'd need to get our passports and book our flights," Rita says. "Then we'd need to decide where to stay. There are so many amazing hotels in Dubai, like the Atlantis, the Burj Al Arab, and the Jumeirah Zabeel Saray. Which one would you choose?" "I've heard the Atlantis is incredible," "Hope" says. "It has a water park, aquarium, and so much more. It would be an amazing place to stay." "It does sound incredible," Rita says.

WINONA Dubai. A city of ultramodern architecture, luxurious shopping malls and magical nightlife. With something to explore at every corner, rich with adventures for everyone to indulge in. Away from England, we had stepped onto a paradise on earth, and I was having the time of my life! We arrived yesterday morning and after resting for a few hours at our hotel; where we are sharing a room and a huge bed, we then headed out for some sightseeing. In the evening, Marcel had let me spend the entire time shopping, followed by dinner at a stunning restaurant.

It was the newest line from Diamond Hotels, and Island Oasis Resort was to be their flagship hotel. Once inside my room, I opened up my laptop and let it power on as I stripped and changed into a full-piece swimsuit and board shorts. I logged in and started going through my daily assault of emails. Despite considering this trip to be a vacation, I was really here on business. This was a working trip.

I went to the elevator immediately, got out from the building and took the next bus. I want to check something. If my suspicion is correct, then the one who got my diary really gives me everything I wished for when I was younger. That person is like my genie, scary but a real genie. My destination? Liberty hotel. This is one of the biggest, if not the biggest hotel in the city, a five-star hotel that offers all the facilities one could wish to experience. Some of its suites have indoor pools. It also houses a fine dining restaurant which is the most expensive in the area. It has a rooftop bar where one can enjoy drinking while enjoying the view of the city. I remember writing in my diary tha

"Princess we are not complaining, just let us take you to rest before our meeting at the conference room of our hotel in the next few hours." "What!!! You own this hotel." I asked perplexed. "We own numerous chains of Businesses, estates, oil rigs and hotels. So to answer your question, Yes this is our hotel Babygirl." He laughs looking down on me. "Wait, where the hell am I and what right do you have to bring me to a hotel or have you forgotten I have a comfortable apartment few Streets down from here." What is going on? "Sorry to burst your bubbles baby girl but we're in Dubai and this is 6:53am." Nervously he scratch his hair looking everywhere but me.

She left her phone charging, grabbed her purse and went down to the reception taking extra care to lock her door. The receptionist listened to Vanessa's complaint patiently and told her the cleaning service would be up tomorrow to do their thing. Vanessa had no choice but to stay the night. Walking down the strip from her hotel, Vanessa entered the famous Luxor Hotel and Casino, her eyes almost came out of their sockets. The hotel's architecture and design was amazing. The outer structure of the hotel was in the shape of a huge, black, Egyptian pyramid. The hotel's casino was located in the centre of the first floor. Vanessa made up her mind to book into this hotel early tomorrow morning. Sh

We arrived in Dubai at noon. The sun was so hot, I was so sleepy not sleeping at all, and I still grudge to that damn bastard! Even all the documents for going abroad are already available, and I just found out that this is the journey of the rich man. We headed straight for Edmund's hotel to stay, I thought Edmund was staying at the Burj Khalifa, but it doesn't seem like there. I still hold such a big grudge against that damn Edmund, even though my body feels crushed and sleepy. I want to fall asleep even on the side of the road. If there were a bridge ahead of me, I'd jump over and let myself drift away instead of with that damn Edmund.

I'm such an idiot. The drive through Abuja is a blur of familiar sights and sounds. Street vendors, crowded markets, the smell of burning charcoal and spicy food drifting through the car windows. Luke doesn't try to make conversation, and I'm grateful for the silence. The hotel, when we finally arrive, takes my breath away. It's not just expensive – it's obscene. Marble everywhere, crystal chandeliers, staff in uniforms that probably cost more than most people make in a month. My room – no, suite – is on the top floor, with floor-to-ceiling windows that look out over the entire city. The furniture looks like it belongs in a museum, and there's a bottle of champagne waiting on ice.

“Hurry up and come in.” She listened and Gabriel pressed the button to close the door and they descended. The hotel they were staying at was the most luxurious hotel in Konan City, so there were many guests. The presidential suite was on the top floor, so when they entered the elevator, it was empty. However, it would stop at every floor and someone would come in. Guests kept coming in, pushing Arabella to a corner. She was wearing flats after showering, so she was almost invisible in the crowd.