Haunted Nights at Hotel Lonely Hearts: a Dark Fantasy Romantica Novella Fantasy

“I am not used to a man like you, Raúl, or an experience like this…”Everything was happening too fast. Cordelia needed a moment to clear her head and gather her bearings. She turned from Raúl to stumble back to the familiar, staggering out of the kitchen and into the dining room. Overheated with strange desire, she leaned against the table and let her fevered gaze fall on the untouched food. Everything refused to shake back into place. Raúl followed her like a warm trailing breeze. She could sense him standing behind her, refusing to leave her husband’s body and become a bright blip in her washed-out existence— something she would have excused as all too incredible and beautiful to be real. He grasped her shoulder with firm and reassuring tenderness. The touch sent a sharp, electric current through her body.“You aren’t used to it, my sweet Rose, but you are ready. You have been blind, but that doesn’t mean you are undeserving of great love.”~Nestled in the heart of West Hollywood, Hotel Lonely Hearts stands as a testament to a bygone era of glitz and glamour. Its Spanish Deco architecture whispers tales of star-studded nights and scandalous affairs, but the real story lies behind its walls.For residents Cordelia, Charlie, and Mira, their new home offers an escape from the mundane – and their solitary lives. Little do they know, the hotel harbors more than just memories. The spirits of Old Hollywood’s most alluring icons still linger, drawn to the lonely souls that echo their own unfulfilled desires.As night falls, the corridors come alive with a sensual energy that defies explanation. Ghostly fingers trace paths along bare skin, phantom lips whisper promises of passion, and dreams blur into a reality more intoxicating than any champagne.But beware – these spectral lovers demand more than just a fleeting encounter. Their otherworldly passion burns with an intensity that could consume the unwary. Will Cordelia, Charlie, and Mira find the connection they crave, or lose themselves to the irresistible embrace of Hotel Lonely Hearts’ ghostly residents?