Novel Hotels Novels & Stories

Liam pulled the car door open and stressed out his hand to me. “I can't Liam,” I muttered gazing up at the enormous building in front of me with the inscription. “T & L Hotels.” Even though Liam and I have gone on tons of dates, he never took me to a hotel. This was a first. The truth was that I've never stepped foot into a hotel after the Lucas incident. I had a silent trauma for hotels which I never realized until this moment. Liam seemed to have figured it out months ago, as he built a hotel in mine and his name, which was the hotel in front of us at the moment.

he says, “we skip the press and the cake and disappear for a weekend.” I blink. “Disappear?” I echo. “Where? And can we tell Nonna first, or do we just let her assume we’ve been kidnapped and unleash her on the city?” He smiles slowly. “I was thinking,” he says, “about a particular small, offensively decorated hotel.” My heart gives a sudden, odd little lurch. “The one with the horrible carpet?” I ask. “And the terrible room service,” he confirms. “And the broken heater. And the note.”

I inquired, since Noah did not tell me anything about this. “Noah Hotels,” She informed me. Noah is so versatile that he even had hotels under him. “Well let me go and pack too, ” I told her as I left and went to my room to pack a bag with my clothes for the mini vacation. Just as she said two cars came to pick us up to go to Noah Hotels and after it stopped us there, we were each assigned a VIP suite and we were each doing our own thing. I was just admiring the hotel, since it had a beautiful interior.

New Orleans, Grayson Group of Hotels, Aries and his colleagues, from the chairman down to the security personnel, convened at the recently built hotel in New Orleans. Every gaze was fixed on the massive wall-mounted TV screen, and they held their breath as the announcer was on the brink of declaring the Hotel of the Year winner. Aries watched the screen stoically, devoid of any emotion. “I am delighted to announce that the winner of the Hotel of the Year Award 2019 is Grayson Group of Hotels! Give them a huge round of applause,” the presenter announced on the stage.

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.

He told the driver, and he nodded at once. It wasn't even an hour when we arrived at the hotel. King Bodvar mentioned. It was the famous Renaissance Hotel on the island. I had seen this being featured in a magazine before. It was said to be one of the best hotels in the state. "Here we go!" Beta Jackson uttered. "Logan, 10 o'clock!" He then whispered. Both Queen Anicia and I glanced discreetly and saw a camera flashing on our side. "They are Bodvar's spies. Be careful. There are plenty of cameras in that hotel. Those are some of Bodvar's disgusting business!"

I lowered my gaze to the reservation details Hannah’s agency had sent earlier. Different hotel. I closed the document. “Switch our accommodation.” Hannah turned around from the front passenger seat. “I’m sorry?” “The Kronberg Imperial Hotel.” “Huh?” She stared at me as though she’d misheard. “But…” she said carefully, “our agency already reserved one of Frankfurt’s finest luxury hotels for you. It’s even more expensive than the Kronberg Imperial. The suites are larger, the security is exceptional, and the amenities are far more exclusive.” She offered an apologetic smile. “And… you’ve already paid for everything.”

Luna didn't look happy when Shelly spoke up for Mia. She couldn't simply brush off the recent incident. She had just been on the same side as Shelly. After those words were spoken, people around them began to discuss among themselves. After all, Aide Castle Hotel had appeared and quickly became a popular high-end hotel in Nord City. Bookings were in high demand, and it soon became the premier venue for the upper class to host banquets.

“She died two years ago in an attack. That is when I started working for the council, to get out of my pack, Damian’s pack.” “And the full circle.” I said. We had pulled up to a hotel. “Why a hotel?” “Not just any hotel, the hotel that Jonathan will be staying at tomorrow.” The hotel was massive. I looked more like an office building than a hotel but the numerous greeters with bell carts confirmed it was indeed a hotel. The beige stucco siding made the building look plain but there was marbling on the canopy and columns that helped out the curb appeal. A large chandelier hung from the canopy that swayed gently in the wind.

She would never understand the social constructs of those pompous nobles. When the door opened, Edwina finally caught a glimpse of their destination. The Court of the Hidden Palms was the capital’s premier hotel. Glam, opulent and expensive, the exclusive clientele included only the richest people in the kingdom. The wealthiest merchants and nobles stayed here when they visited the capital and to get a room one had to reserve it almost a year in advance! The hotel was a four-story building made of white stone and gilded with gold. The hotel’s dome had four golden columns that had been intricately carved with symbols of the kingdom’s mythology and founding tales.