Tyco Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

She was now slim and petite. Letting out a sigh as she adjusted her skirt to fit better around her waist. Looking up, she collided with the most captivating hazel green orbs she had ever seen. Grace stood, like a deer caught in the headlights with her hands still on her waist. The man with the hazel green eyes walked confidently into the elevator without even sparing her a glance. "What is the position of things at Standard Hotel And Suites, right now?" The man asked the older guy who walked in after him.

He shuddered at the sight of the gun. “I have something I want to try, do you want me to experiment on you?” I asked pointing the unloaded gun at him. Alicio nodded and my men carried him up to his feet. I'd bet everything I had that Alicio would not survive what I was about to do. “Bring in the glass box,” I instructed and my men obeyed. A few minutes later, the box arrived, it was shaped like a coffin, only bigger, there were no holes and everything was tightly sealed. I smirked, gesturing to them to put him in.

Is he talking about Stella? “No!” Hope growled angrily. “My mommy is the most beautiful. Uncle Tom said it!” Tom was our neighbor in the town we lived in for the past five years, and Hope likes him because he’s nice to us. Matteo glanced at me briefly as his jaw tightened. “Tom?” He frowned at Hope. “Does he chase mice too?” I bit my bottom lip, trying to suppress a smile. When did I find his hopeless humor funny? Is this what the amnesia did to him?

Caroline and Zeke went straight to the private room upon their arrival at the hotel. Kenny was about to order drinks from the waitress in the private room when Caroline, Zeke, and his daughter entered. Kenny hurriedly approached Zeke and greeted enthusiastically, "I've heard of your great reputation, Mr. Jung! Welcome to Angelbay!" Zeke smiled and said, "Hello, Kenny." Kenny was stunned. "You actually know me?" Zeke replied, "Yes, of course. You're the Vice President of TYC." Caroline commented to Kenny, "You're a little overexcited, huh?"

"No one is guarding this place because it is already nighttime. This is Charlotte's secret." "What are you-" Valac smiled at Azazel as he took a key from his pocket and walked over to the door, which he unlocked with the key. A foul, bloody smell emerged from the door when it was slightly opened, and both of them were conscious of it. (What's with this rotten smell...?) Azazel raised his brow as he covered his nose the moment Valac opened the door widely and his eyes widened in surprise after they entered the warehouse. It was packed with dead bodies, the majority of which belonged to women. Bloody and naked, some of them don't even have a leg, arm, or even their head were just being hang on

"Thanks for this.I'll see you soon.Don't get worried if I don't come back.Make yourself comfortable there's food in the fridges if you get hungry." Avery took her evening purse and left,on her way over to the hotel she was a nervous wreck.Her palms are sweating,her heart is beating wildly.The butterflies in her stomach are making her dizzy.What has she agreed to she asked herself in the elevator on her way up to the third last floor.He's changed rooms no wonder he gave her a key card.

in elegant handwriting dripping with sarcasm. Next to it lay a crisp hundred-dollar bill. This wasn't a dream. The realization hit me like a freight train—someone had actually entered my room last night. My expression darkened instantly, a cold gleam flashing in my eyes. I grabbed my phone and dialed my personal assistant James, then coldly commanded. "Investigate the woman who entered my room last night. I want answers, now." Less than five minutes later, James called back to inform me that the hotel's surveillance system had been under maintenance for the past couple of days, and the hotel staff couldn't provide any useful information.

"Not yet." I drew out my phone. "Address? Place? Company?" His phone sounded. He checked it. "They took care of the hotel", Michael informed me. "Their currency?" "We can exchange the money there." "Visa?" "Good god, I couldn't do that", Jess commented. "Sara, how are you so calm?" "I'm not!", I cried out. "She's actually terrified", Michael grinned. "She's flipping out." "Sounds calm to me!", Jess stated.