Novel & Cerita Novel Hotel Cardiff

However, Chris seemed in a hurry and went straight to the hotel. At the front desk of the Cloudnine Suites, Chris handed over his membership card and said, "I'd like two rooms." The staff at the front desk had a strong impression of Chris, mainly because it was hard to forget someone with such an outstanding appearance. Moreover, Chris had loaded 10 thousand dollars into his membership card. While that might not be a significant amount for the affluent citizens of Hevensford, it was pretty rare to see someone top up their card with such an amount in a themed hotel. In fact, it was almost unheard of.

A staunch man who had learnt to see spending time alone in his room as pleasure, oblivious to the fact that he was damaging himself. I formed a faint smile on my face as i thought of the night before, when Uncle Max had a remarkable opportunity that he had purposely choose to ruin. Miraculously, the woman that followed him back home was a receptionist who worked in a hotel that was close to a big club. The hotel was called “Chris de Burgh lovers.” It was named after the British-Irish singer-songwriter and instrumentalist, Christopher John Davison. Just like a bar across Uncle Max's house given the name of English Football Club Stadium, "Stamford Bridge," this hotel was purposely created for

Grainne replied to Uncle Mary, dragging Carwyn to the dining room. After having breakfast, Carwyn drives like flying to the company, Grainne sits next to him, looking at Carwyn's sharp angular face, his heart is full of warmth and happiness, "We We will definitely be together, right, Carwyn." she asked. Carwyn turned his head to look at her, very solemnly nodded, "Yes, we will definitely be together!" 'Due Khai' is a large hotel with a lot of spirit, with an integrated entertainment area, as well as a lavish restaurant.

Something told me this was a familiar dance. "Didn't I make it easy for you anyway?" asked Sy with a mischievous grin. "I used the corporate card for the room." Dave sighed heavily. "Mr. Dage, we already had a hotel room booked for you—" "Let's skip the lecture. Just point me toward the tour bus. We have to be in Cardiff in a few hours, yeah?" Another heavy sigh. "The tour bus?" I asked. My brain felt like it was finally catching up. "Sy, I can't—I have to go home, get changed. And Cass and Tony are probably going nuts…"

Far out on the dark sea, illuminated yachts drifted slowly across the horizon. Towering above the coastline stood the Summerlight Grand Hotel— one of the Crawford family’s flagship luxury properties. Navia slipped on a pair of sunglasses and walked into the lobby. The staff immediately recognized that her clothing and presence were anything but ordinary. A hotel employee approached politely. “Good evening, miss. Do you have a reservation?” “No.” The employee hesitated awkwardly. “I’m very sorry, but the hotel is fully booked tonight.” “Is that so?” Navia calmly reached into her bag and pulled out a black card.

Andrea's POV The hotel was called Gallant Hotel. It is a four-star hotel in front of the sea. It is also good for romantic, enchanting settings and vacation especially in summer. I can't believe that I am here with my husband. This is one of the romantic dates I wished for before I was kid. The staff bowed immediately as they saw their Alpha. He is really popular and respected by everyone. I can't wait to learn more about him. When we arrived in front of the front desk, the clerk bowed at us.

But this card… this card was different. “Sir, this is a Phantom Sovereign card. It’s one of the rarest in existence—I had to pull every string just to get my hands on it. I know it’s not enough to repay you, but please… accept it as a gift from me. “With this card, you gain unlimited access to The Obsidian Crest Hotel—the most exclusive and luxurious hotel in all of Vereluxe City. No doors stay closed to its holders. You’ll also have global travel clearance—any time, any place, no questions asked.

The last card (gold with a purple star at the back, 10,000 S-level beast cores) provided total freedom from the establishment’s gravitational pressure for 5 years’ worth of use, the right to 7 free stays monthly at the hotel and a 50 per cent discount on all services in the inn. And this hotel also had an underground auction where things never seen in the kingdom before were auctioned. All cardholders could attend and bid, but those with the VIP card had their own separate auctions that the other cardholders were ineligible to attend. Though this inn was a place that could turn a budding millionaire into a broke fellow, many were still coming like bees attracted to flowers. Now, Clarissa's f

Even with the thick patio doors closed, Evelyn could still hear her cursing up a storm. Her phone vibrated. A new message appeared on the screen. Evelyn opened it. “Hailey and Mr. Jordan have checked in. They’re on the elevators heading upstairs. Room number K11.” The Morris family specialized in hotel management. This five-star hotel in the center of Newport was owned by the Morris Group. Since Fiona adored Evelyn, she let her handle most of the logistics, including hotel arrangements. Thanks to that, Evelyn was familiar with all the senior managers in their luxury properties.

“You aren’t. But there’s nothing else you or I can do for her right now. Get some rest, charge your phone, and see if she doesn’t show up come morning.” I found a cheap hotel on the outskirts of the city centre. I borrowed some pounds from the kind guard, just enough to buy a phone charger, sat in McDonald’s to charge it, ignoring the bored looks of the staff and, when it was charged enough to turn back on, I got Davin to help me use my online banking. Once I had some pounds in my pocket, I headed out of the centre to find somewhere to stay. The room had a single window looking out towards the industrial parts of Cardiff Bay, and I wouldn’t have liked to stay there longer than a single night