Writing A Hotel Review Novels & Stories

During my old line of work, I wasn't allowed to make my presence known to the public so of course everyone thinks I'm a new money who started a business that blew up in the span of a few months. My lips form a line. Maybe I'll bless them with a few words. I stop at the start of the small, step stairs leading to the grand entrance of my hotel. These tiles scream luxury. "When people travel, they want to be in a place that will give them the best experience. In HuLi's hotel we pride ourselves with delivering that service while striving to surpass our competitors. We are thankful for the exposure this has caused and will continue to give our customers the best experience. Thank you." I bow my h

Looking back from that very first time I saw her, I have to say that I've got a strong feeling that we have a connection. Although she was young back then, while I'm a teen wolf without a mate and is troubled by the relationship I have with my father. That did not hinder my emotions from slowly building. Hotel Blanca is written on the front side of the white building which is consisted of fifty floors that stands in the heart of the City. The wide name with glittering lights all over, attracts the people into its fancy decorated wide entrance hall. "Good evening, do you have a reservation sir?" The smiling face of the hotel receptionist puts me back to reality. We were already standing at th

Excitement welled up in his chest when he realized that his passion for taking pictures had paid off. He went down to the hotel and took a snack. Afterward, he took a short walk around the lobby while waiting for Mr. Johansson. He was impressed with the beauty of the hotel—it can be ranked as the large and most beautiful hotel in the whole United States. He has also visited many hotels in various places in America but he can say that the Silver Dust Hotel stands out among them.

Nam asked, “And may I ask what were their reviews?” Mr. Ho smiled with a proud smile. He then replied, “They all said the same thing: that Basapa felt like home. That Basapa became a place that they would return to over and over again. That Basapa wasn’t the most prestigious, nor was it the most luxurious. But it was different from all the other hotels that they’ve been to.”

New Yorkers just loved and enjoyed the show, I thought. "On the hot seat, tonight is one of the beautiful daughters of the CEO of one of the prestigious hotels in New York, Levine Hotel. If you're for a comfortable, elegant, and affordable lifestyle on holiday or you just wanna experience an amazing hotel stay on your anniversary or birthday, I recommend Levine Hotel. My wife and I have been there many times!" I chuckled along with the audience. I could say the host forgot to mention, every room in that hotel was magical. I would never forget my first time with Desmond in that hotel.

During the ride from the airport to this hotel, I noticed everything had changed, the state is no longer what it was when I left four years ago, the roads, most building's, everything had changed a lot. I handed the cash to the driver who drove away then gazed at the hotel in front of me, large and beautiful. I entered with Kai still held by me and we walked up to the receptionists. "Hi, I have a booking here. And I'd like to check in." She flashed a bright smile, "Welcome! May I have your name, please?" "It's Ember Flynn, online booking." I had booked this hotel, not only because of its appearance, but because it was far from a high moon pack house and the daycare system is really good. I g

They get things done quickly, and always grant him whatever he asks. It's absolutely stunning. We stop by the reception to check in, and then a porter helps us take our things up to our room while detailing the history of the hotel. When we reach our room, Roman tips him and then we're alone. God. Am I truly here? "Thoughts so far?" "Everything's amazing," I answer. "This is the nicest place I've ever been to." I won't include the hotel I was at with Esmeralda because that memory is so damn tainted. I can't think about it without cringing so hard my neck hurts.

I was meeting with Desiree the next day, and I wasn't sure if I was anticipating seeing her, but whatever happens, I am still in control. I gulped the last glass of wine once to end my meal for the night, I grabbed my phone and headed back to my room. I laid on my bed to catch some sleep, but unfortunately sleep decided to punish me on behalf of Desiree. I picked up my phone and scrolled to see the history of the hotel I had just bought… What was I even thinking, I hate to admit that my Financial advisor was right, but ….. whatever…. “They even under pay the staff?” I read out the reviews of the hotel to myself.

’ I said reading what I had summed up in my notes. ‘In order for us to thrive well in creating our own hotel, I suggest we do a combination of the three. Good food, not just comfortable rooms, one that gives the feeling of home yet exquisite. The hotel must have a beautiful view. People love sight seeing. Let's give them something to love. One that the customers can enjoy the sunset while having fun.’ I concluded. ‘You know, you kinda look hot while you are being so serious.’

Three The hotel was very from our house, or rather Trent’s and Candice’s house. I had made sure it was so. I had cried for almost an hour immediately I checked in. The realization of what really happened hit me hard and I just didn’t know if I would ever recover. The hotel was nice and distracting enough, large rooms, king sized bed, a pool in the other side of the room to relax in and a large view of the city. Sometimes I would look at the pool longingly wishing it would just drown me.