Bathroom In The Shining Novels & Stories

Emma nodded and headed to the bathroom, feeling grateful for Morris' kindness. She opened the door to the luxury space. Due to her drunken state last night, she hadn't taken the time to study interior design. The bathroom was a sight to behold. It was a large, spacious room with marble floors and walls. The room was well-lit with bright lights, which added to its beauty. In one corner of the room, there was a large bathtub made of white porcelain, and besides it was a glass shower with multiple showerheads.

There were windows placed near where the door was and they had gold frames just like the bedroom door. The bathtub would fit me nicely and it had patterns outside the tub that matched the marble floor. There was a shower that had a small seat in it. Again everything in the shower was either white or gold, and it looked so expensive and probably cost more than my entire house back in my main pack. However, I thought that the chandelier was the most beautiful piece of the bathroom with a lot of electric candles and a brightly lit bulb that would probably be brighter than my life from now on.

"Okay. But we’re dealing with this later." The bathroom is minimalistic yet warmth. The walls are a soft sage green, and the white subway tiles gleam. A bamboo shelf holds neatly rolled towels, scented candles, and a small collection of skincare products. Sienna steps under the rain shower, the hot water stinging as it falls over her back. She bites her lip to keep from crying out, her fingers gripping the edge of the glass door. The pain is sharp, but she lets it wash over her, hoping the water will carry some of the heaviness away.

Then, the sound of water flowing from the showerhead could be heard. The bathroom was designed with frosted glass. Although the situation inside the bathroom could not be seen from the outside, things could get awkward. The reason was, under the lighting, the silhouette of the person inside the bathroom would be reflected on the glass! Susan had a gorgeous figure. She was curvy, which was a good shape to be in. She could satisfy any man’s fantasy.

GRAYSON'S POV I stood in my sleek, modern bathroom, the morning sun filtering softly through the frosted glass. The space was minimalist perfection: white marble countertops, chrome fixtures, and a glass-enclosed shower. I gingerly stepped into the shower, mindful of the fresh scar on my neck from the recent fall that had left me injured and in need of surgery. The warm water was soothing, but I kept my movements slow and careful, avoiding any direct pressure on the tender area.

She quivered and trembled as the heat slowly drained from her skin, and her temperature finally dropped. Before rolling them onto their sides in tiredness, he gave her one last delicate, gentle kiss on the lips. Slowly rising, Izabella approached a door, hoping it was the restroom. After saying "Bingo," she entered a large bathroom with two toilets, one male on the opposite side, twin oval washing basins, each with a large oval mirror on top, and two rear Soft Glow Oval LED Backlit Mirrors. It contained a built-in white bathtub with two glass wall windows and a rectangular glass door shower area.

She frowned. I laughed internally,No one loves me enough to make me their Luna, I am a weak human. “ I would like to take my bath.” I smiled. She hurriedly came to help me in undressing but I stopped her. I don’t want anyone to see my scars. She looked confused but I assured her with a smile all is well. I walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was luxurious with a large bathtub that can contain four persons. It has all round marble.A small,built in cabinet houses neatly folded towels . There was a mirror with toiletries well arranged at the counter top.

I whispered. “Please.” He shook his head slowly. “You’re adorable when you’re nervous.” Then he gestured toward a door. “Fine,” he said. “Use the bathroom.” His tone became softer. “Take a shower if you want.” “And come and take care of daddy.” He added with a lustful eyes. The bathroom was just as breathtaking as the bedroom. Marble floors. A huge glass shower. Soft golden lighting built into the walls. Everything looked luxurious. Little did I notice that one part was transparent.

(HAZEL'S POV) "Come to the bathroom with me! I'll teach you how to kill a man!" He ordered. For some odd reasons, I followed him towards the bathroom without questions. The walls were made of shimmering glass and the shower room was big enough to accommodate four people. There were multiple showerheads mounted on the walls and ceiling. I breath in a sweet fragrance of lavender as we walked further in, stopping right before a jacuzzi tub. The water in the large oval-shaped tub was already warm and inviting. Makes me wonder what promises of pleasure awaits me inside those waters.

I search the medicine cabinet, for the pain reliever, and find it easier to swallow the water. The bathroom is as neutral as you can get. It has white walls, a small sink, and a closed in shower. I really want a shower but that would need to come later. I stare at myself in the mirror, for what felt like hours, and try to remember something. I want to remember anything; my age, name, where I am. I can not.