Novel Hotel Novels & Stories

Kate replied politely and got out of the car. The hotel that Kate was standing in front of didn‘t look luxurious from the outside. It was more like the kind of hostel where tourists stayed when looking for a cheap place to stay. The name of the hotel could not be discerned through the dense creepers that had grown around and covered part of the outer wall. However, the initial view was rather deceptive because inside there was a complete contrast with the view from outside. Standing on the pavement, it was hard to imagine that there were large spaces inside, but the hotel lobby was surprisingly luxurious and spacious. The walls were covered with state-of-the-art plasma screens, on which prom

If things ever got worse, he could cut the loose end and close up, but that would mean losing a lot of money. Ryan exhaled through his nose, going through all his assets. Luxehaven Hotel Group, MFR Resort, Skyrise Suites, IndigoWave Skincare & Spa, BlushRiot Studios & BlushRiot Toys Inc., NorthHydra Water Group… Those were the ones that were under attack. However, there were a few that hadn't been attacked yet, like the Nova Club – hidden in the hills of West End. Only the rich and dangerous ever got in. What happened there didn't leave the hills.

I said, amazed. “It is,” Lenie said. I looked at her. I gave her a questioning look. “Arzhel owns this hotel,” she said. “Including the hotel where you were staying earlier,” she added. She looked around. “This hotel is his favorite hotel. It was built three years ago. He specifically built this upper room, which we actually call a penthouse. He comes here very often,” she explained while smiling. I pressed my lips together while nodding. I never knew he had a hotel here in New York. Why didn’t he stay here when we first came here together?

I wanted to whisper a some few words of gratitude to him, but I knew that my father's acute ears would not miss the words and he would not approve. Chilly gusts of wind swept across the landscape and I was surprised to know that we had crossed into the city of Ackenshire and were at one of his private hotels which were once opened to the public before being snatched from their owners. The hotel's name actually translated to Sinful Paradise, it was a haven for the rich and famous, for shady politicians who wished to keep their after dark affairs arcane. This was a paradise for sinners, I hope the night will expire without me adding to the list of sinners. The Devil and my mother walked hand i

Enrico Pov... Vacation is over and I have to face the reality. Though Diana doesn't want me to go back yet I have to. I had an important meeting with La Diva Hotel on Wednesday. I haven't read the full proposal yet. La Diva Hotel is famous in New Your and Hawaii. This hotel is hospitable and had a good employee orientation according to their customers. Foods were also amazing and worth every penny you spent. Dynasty Hotel is an exclusive hotel I work at since I opened this business with my family and friends.

Right now, she just wanted to be alone. But staying in ASSYRIA CITY meant Colin would eventually find her. "Sir, can you leave the city?" Eranthe inquired. "Yes, Where do you want to go?" the driver asked. "Do you know Davis Hotel?" Eranthe responded. "Oh, the new concept hotel developed by Ashly Group, right?" The driver confirmed. "Yes, that's the one." "It's a bit far. " "But that's fine. Please drive," Eranthe said, closing her eyes.

That night, I did not count ceiling cracks. I imagined Halston City. I imagined walking into a lobby made of marble instead of linoleum. I imagined wearing something other than faded jeans and grocery store sweaters. I imagined someone looking at me and seeing potential instead of routine. When I finally fell asleep, I dreamed of glass buildings reflecting sunlight so bright it hurt. The next morning, I opened the email. The hotel was called The Montierre. The photos showed floor to ceiling windows, white sheets, private balconies overlooking the skyline.

It was Anthony—our department head and the one footing the bill for this trip. “Did you just come back from dinner?” He glanced at us as we emerged from the restaurant. “Yes,” I replied. “The restaurant is beautiful, here is such a great hotel.” “Glad to hear that. I guess you guys have tried the hot springs, right? They’re incredible. This is the only place in Switzerland with such a unique thermal pool.” I opened my mouth to answer, but Jimmy cut in first. “Did you know this hotel even has a gaming lounge? Have you seen the messages in our department group chat? I just checked with the front desk, and it’s real.”

But now the hotel was calling me, saying that I'd checked into the presidential suite last night and had even used the condoms in the room. I triple-checked with them, and the front desk firmly insisted that it was me—Bryce Sheehan—who had checked in. I couldn't swallow this indignity, especially since when I first mentioned wanting to go try out the hotel, Nyla had rolled her eyes at me and snapped, "Isn't the house big enough for you? Why must you insist on staying in a hotel? I've never seen someone as wasteful as you!" But Uncle Eric had gifted me this VIP card. Why shouldn't I be allowed to use it?

The taxi pulled up to the curb, and Sophia Reed stepped out into the cool evening air. She tilted her head back and stared up at the hotel building that stretched into the darkening sky, all glass and steel and glittering lights. The Grand Aurelia. One of the most expensive hotels in Nightvale. The kind of place where a single night cost more than her monthly salary. Marcus had really outdone himself this time.