Seaside Hotel Book Novels & Stories

We have finally arrived at Ko Samet, one of the eastern seaboard islands in Thailand. I saw the white sandy beach. We survived taking a bus from Ekkamai Station and sat our asses for three to four hours before we reached the pier. We spent another hour in the Thai boat to take us to the island. By 10 AM, we also managed to check-in at Silver Sand Hotel. I was stunned that the room chosen by Sir Sebastian is supposed to be for four people but it has two double beds—in one freaking room! He didn't choose a hotel suite which can have two separate rooms! He chose two double beds in the same fucking heck room!

The air buzzed with energy, and Isla felt a sense of excitement and anticipation building within her. The limousine made its way towards the coast, and soon, a breathtaking sight came into view. A luxurious sea-view hotel stood proudly on the cliffs, its architecture reminiscent of a grand palace. The hotel's exterior was adorned with intricate carvings and sculptures, and its windows shimmered with the reflection of the setting sun. "Welcome to the Hotel Aurora," Liam announced as the car pulled up to the grand entrance. "This place is renowned for its hospitality and magical ambiance. It's the perfect setting for our time here."

I grab my keys out of the bowl by the front door, slide my feet into my loafers, and hurry out. The hotel is a short distance from the house, and I search for his car in the parking lot. He isn’t here, not that I can see, and I go inside. It’s a nice hotel, not some sleazy motel like I had pictured it would be for a meeting like this. He is really rich. “Welcome to the Seaside Hotel. How can I help you?” I smile politely at the woman behind the desk. “I’m meeting someone here. It should be under the name Nicholas. Room 244?”

The assistant said: “I found out. The wife's parents booked the West Ocean Hotel. They are on a three o'clock flight, arriving in Ridgeboro City around six o'clock.” Kent nodded and gave instructions in a low voice. The assistant listened and nodded. “Okay, I understand.”

I looked at my messages and there it was. Lilly, Please book two first class seats to Seattle and make sure the hotel we stay in has room service and a pool with privacy please. We need to arrive Friday night and depart by Sunday at 3pm. Thanks for making the arrangements. L.M. P.S. I really like the way you think, maybe we can test your no shirt idea in Seattle :)

She managed to throw off the car that was tailing her and with her small bag slung over her shoulder, she leapt out of the moving cab as it sedately rounded a corner. She had already paid the driver in advance, with instructions to him to keep driving to a hotel that was reputed and in the centre of the city. Tucked into the hillside above the Adriatic, the Hotel Svetlana was the kind of place that didn’t appear on most maps. A modest, three-story building with sun-worn shutters and a red-tiled roof, it clung to the cliffs like it had grown there, weathered and stubborn. Vines curled up its stone façade, framing balconies where the scent of strong coffee mingled with sea breeze.

he winked his eye playfully. "Go on, I'll park the car wait for me in the lobby I'll be with you in a sec," "Okay," Cecy replied After he said that he walked around and then opened the passenger seat. Cecy casually walked inside the hotel building and then stood at the side as she looked around curiously. Suns Hotel was a seven-star hotel inorder to make a reservation one had to book six months in advance not even the prominent leaders could access it. It was one of the hotels that not everyone could access it.

I remarked, following Gregory. "Can you sign my bikini? Oh, not on the right side, on my left breast," Zia mimicked one of the women's voices, causing everyone to burst into laughter. The beach houses were nestled amongst frangipani and coconut trees. Zia's room was opposite mine, and Gregory's was next to mine. Walking into the room, I immediately noticed the spacious balcony that faced the sea. As I stepped onto it, a refreshing, salty sea breeze brushed against my skin. Memories flooded back of the time I had booked a seaside hotel three years ago when I got married to Hugh.

When they got there she was surprised to see that Jason was really telling the truth. A home Away From Home was boldly written as the name of the hotel with a palm tree design by the side. The place was actually beautiful and it looked very peaceful. She could see a small beach at the side and a few people were already out there having a good time. "It is absolutely beautiful, just like you said," she told him. "Wait till you see the inside," he said with a smile as they walked into the hotel. "Reservations under Jason Halem please," He told the male receptionist at the desk of the hotel.

Faintly, I sniffed the distinctive aroma of the sea and the beach like in Grisee. "Beautiful isn't it?" said Kacey, pointing to the crowd. I also looked in the direction Kacey pointed. And yes, there are lots of foreigners sunbathing, playing or just walking around. I could see the glint of the beach water rolling towards the mainland. Many small children play with their parents there. "I can't wait to go to the beach," said Kacey. "I'll just sleep," I responded. Kacey just snorted hearing that. Just as we turned back towards the road, there was already a bell boy in a neat shirt greeting us. His semi-curly hair was covered by a typical hotel hat.