Angels Share Hotel Novelas e Histórias

Lucy sighs in response. “Fine then, come along.” “You are the only one I managed to fetch among the crowd of people. I can’t just let you go right away, can I?”. “What?”. “Come!”. She and Henry took a taxi and checked out the nearby five-star hotels. They took the first one which is the number one hotel in their city, Angel Wings. Lucy and he took the elevator and went to the counter to search for the manager.

Larissa had lost count but the next morning, she woke up to someone knocking on their hotel door. There was water running from the bathroom. Miguel was taking a shower and someone was outside their door. Larissa wrapped the sheets around her tired body and opened the door. Angel stood with a uniformed lady. On the lady’s right breast pocket, the name of the hotel was written in an italicized font. Lorena Stays. “She brought breakfast. Is Mr. Sebastian around?” Angela asked, keeping a straight face. His head was bald and his voice was deep and hoarse. Larissa didn’t want to imagine what he was capable of.

Damien's POV How could he be so foolish? Inviting an angel to Hell was not only dangerous, but unheard of. When the angel king had stepped into the castle, the wave of pure energy was almost nauseating. However he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed it. After the male had left, Damien deeply regretted his choice in words. Upon first seeing Ashton, he was mesmerized by the angel's beauty. He had been told by various guards that Heaven's heir was a sight to behold, but he wasn't expecting this. With an annoyed grunt, Damien collapsed on his plush bed. Every moment that passed, he continued to curse himself for attempting to maintain his reputation. It wasn't his original intentions to cont

He shot back, just as amused as her. “Where are you headed now?” She asked after a beat. “The hotel?” “To La Banquise for dinner, Angel,” he said truthfully. “And I would like you to call me after 1 hour on the dot.” Her answer was a noncommittal sound in the back of her throat. And then, she asked in a puzzled tone of voice, “What for?” “I don’t feel our partner’s daughter to be honest,” he retorted without so much as a preamble.

“‘Maybe because I came from beta bloodline.” “That maybe the reason. By the way, we will have dinner at Crisis. Would you like to join us?” Angel invited. Mark looks at me. “It’s getting late. If we stay for dinner. We might stay the night at one of the hotels here.” Mark explained. “Don’t worry about that Mark. Our pack is just few minutes away. You two can stay the night and return tomorrow.” Angel said. Mark seems puzzled. I know he is waiting for my answer and I did not make him wait any longer.

Angel sighed heavily and replied, “Everyone calls me Angel.” He pointed at first himself and then his brother said, “Okay Angel, I am Michael, and this is Gabriel we were your biological mother’s older brothers.” Angel didn’t miss the reference to the past tense and asked “Were?” Michael sighed and said “Will you come with us; we’ll give you all the answers we can. We’ll go to a restaurant somewhere public. We really need to have our parent’s there for this.” At her hesitation, it was Gabriel who said, “How about we have a cab bring you to the restaurant, would that meet with your approval?” Angel replied simply “I don’t have any money, and I don’t want any of yours. We can talk inside the b

I opened my mouth to speak but before I could make a sound, a staff member of the hotel walked past, and with one of her hands raised, Angelina signaled to him to come over. "Hello, ma'am!" The staff greeted her, bowing his head slightly. The stare he gave to her was full of respect and unwavering accolade. "Do you know who I am?" Angelina questioned him. Still, her games were unblinkingly set on me. "Yes, ma'am. You are the biggest shareholder in our hotel and....," "Stop!" Angelina pushed her hand against his mouth. She darted her eyes away from me to him and then returned the gaze to me. "That's enough information for you to know that I am not someone you can disobey no matter what, righ

“I’ll just come out and say it. Sybil said you can help, though I’m still unsure what you can do from there. I’m not sure how long I’ll be here and I’m low on funds.” “Say no more,” he chimed in. “Would you prefer me to wire some money into your account, book you a room at one of our hotels, or both?” Wait, what? Was it that simple for him? And one of our hotels? Who was this guy? “Angel, are you still there?” His voice sounded from the other side of the phone. “Honestly, I’m not sure. You never mentioned owning hotels,” I responded densely.

And speaking of which, she wasn't even sure if the delusional bitch was really talking to Night. Minah clearly heard her say sky suite, and there is only one sky suite in that hotel. And that suite was occupied by Angel and her father who is not just a regular VIP of the hotel, for sure. Angel's father could be one of the owners. Minah began to head out of the hotel while tapping her text messages open. She immediately clicked Nathaniel's text messages. I sent you a package. You’ll find your passport there, said the first text message which made her stop walking. She quickly opened the next message.