The Book House Hotel Novels & Stories

It was a book from the romantic genre. “What is it doing here?” I said to myself. "Alright then." I said as I decided to take that book and came out. The place seemed peculiarly reticent and my intuition alarm sending the ticklish sensation in my belly. I didn’t get a good feeling as I walked out. The striking feature was the fact that the central chandelier of the book room was turned off, which only happens when the library closes. My eyes widened with a faint hope of nothing wrong happening.

He can’t go to their mansion so he just decided to book a hotel. He booked a ride but for him not to be seen by anyone on campus, he decided to book a hotel and it was supposed to be a twin bed set up but there were no available rooms for that so it was just one king sized bed. “What? Aish annoying!” Kaizer hissed. He covered Chichi face so that no one would recognize her since she is the richest woman in his school.

It’s a classic! Okay, you’re probably thinking that I should just get a copy from the book store or place an order on A****n and have it delivered right to my doorstep. But you see, this is not just any book. This one is signed by the legend himself with a secret handwritten message on the 217th page of the book, referencing the haunted hotel room in the story’s Overlook Hotel. Now, do you get why I can’t just let this go? Geeky. I know.

It feels wrong, but at the same time it all just feels so damn right. “We can’t go to mine. Do you see those guards?” I point at the men who clearly want to say something, but they don’t dare. The Greek god nods. “They work for my husband.” “Okay, the hotel then.” He smiles and grabs my hand before leading me across the street to the only “hotel” in town. It’s actually a bed-and-breakfast. The girl behind the counter giggles as the guy books a room, and minutes later, we are walking up the stairs.

Now they all know I am someone they can’t mess with like that. “we are there.” I looked away from his face and to the building in front of me. it was a very tall building, with Blu hotel written boldly at the top. it looked beautiful. I am sure lots of people would have filled the building now because of the event and the fact that it is the only hotel close to the stadium is another thing. We had to book since like a month before so we could get the room we wanted. “what are the odds that we will run into people in here?”

While Kaze was staying in the hotel, he kept having a feeling that he was being watched. It made him uncomfortable. His worry resulted in extra caution but he had never met anyone unfamiliar at the penthouse level. He did not want to have excessive contact with the hotel staff and tried his very best to stay away from Katie. He was not afraid of the woman but he simply did not want to get himself in trouble. The Northborn Hotel was the biggest hotel in Butterworth. It was the house of many, probably almost all, important banquets and events in its grand ballroom.

I just tapped my fingers lightly on the desk. Madison had left last night—but she never returned my keys. I hadn't mentioned it on purpose. If I was right, she'd be back tonight. After everyone else had gone home, I stayed at my desk. The paper in front of me was blank. I didn't write a single word. I waited until my phone buzzed with a notification. I'd installed cameras in every room—including the bathroom. At exactly 8 p.m., Madison pushed open the door. Behind her, a man followed.

she asked. I almost smiled. "I don't know " I said. "Lets go find out." --- The hotel was on the corner of Main and Maple. It was a three-story building with columns and a porch that wrapped around the front. There were rocking chairs sitting empty. A sign by the door said Vacancy. We walked inside. The lobby was small. There was a fireplace and a desk. A woman with hair and kind eyes looked up from her book. "Welcome " she said. "Just the two of you?"

Episode 20 – Room 219 The key to Room 219 felt heavy in my hand, a cold, ornate brass thing that seemed to hold more promise than any electronic keycard ever could. The hotel was old-world elegance, all dark wood, hushed corridors, and the faint scent of polish and secrets. I'd booked it on a whim, a desperate lunge against the crushing monotony of my life. A weekend alone. No names. No strings. Just me, a stack of unread books, and the silence.

"Okay, I'll have someone bring it over." "I can go get them myself." "Baby,you know I'm not letting you out of my sight." He replied,sliding his hands around my waist. Of course, it was Aiden I was dealing with. He definitely would prohibit me from leaving the pack house at this time. "The library is on the old pack house on the east side. I'll have someone deliver the book to you by tomorrow. You can wait until then right?" "The old pack house? There's an old pack house? Why haven't I heard of it before?" I knew that sounded strange to me, I did't know about it even in my previous life.