Best Bathroom Books Novels & Stories

She walked over and pushed it open, instantly surprised. The bathroom was far from what she expected—certainly nothing like the dungeon-like atmosphere she’d imagined for an Alpha’s lair. It was enormous, airy, and a blend of rustic elegance and modern luxury. Recessed lights cast a soft glow over the space, highlighting flamboyant sinks and a glass-walled shower enclosure that stood boldly in the center. Three nature-themed wallpapers adorned the walls—a cascading waterfall, towering mountains, and a serene stream. The sight left Arda momentarily awed.

As if he were looking at a work of art he himself had created. I closed the bathroom door behind me and finally breathed. The bathroom was bigger than my entire apartment. Black marble, a bathtub the size of a small pool, huge mirrors, golden lighting that turned on by itself. There was a counter with products I didn’t recognize — dark glass bottles with silvery liquids, soaps that smelled of spices and something slightly metallic.

The other revealed a drool-worthy bathroom decorated in shades of teal green and a pearly white. There was a standing shower with opaque glass on the wall opposite to me. To my left was the biggest bathtub I’d ever seen with several water jets on the sides. The thing even had steps to get inside. To my right was a large elegant sink. “Okay, maybe we could give this teamwork thing a try,” I said, eyeing the tub. *Of course. Logic won’t win you over but the bathroom will.* I could almost see him roll his eyes. I closed the door, grinning, and continued the search of my room/cell. All the drawers of nightstands and dressers had been empty. I had just closed the last drawer when the door opened

"Clean clothes. I think you and I look alike. So the size should fit. But first, you need to go to the bathroom." The small room with the stove in the middle was filled with books that were everywhere. A variety of books adorned the stone walls and the dark red carpet that stretched up to the door. There were also books under the armchairs, under the sofa, and even under the table that stood by the window.

Chapter 42 The bathroom at Larsen Enterprises was nothing like the sterile corporate restroom at Hawkins Industries. This one was elegant without being ostentatious—marble countertops, soft lighting, actual art on the walls. Even the soap smelled expensive, some combination of cedar and citrus that probably cost more per bottle than Ravyn's entire toiletry collection.

"Bathroom’s over there. You can change in there" I exhale, sagging with relief. "Has anyone told you that you’re insufferable?" He smirks, "Nope." “"Well, you are." Rolling my eyes, I clutch the clothes tighter and hurry into the bathroom before he can say anything else... The moment I step inside, I freeze, my breath hitching in awe. The bathroom is massive, its sleek black marble stretching seamlessly across the floor and walls. A glass-enclosed shower stands on one side, while a deep soaking tub sits invitingly on the other. Plush towels hang neatly on a rack, and the air carries the lingering scent of Julian—warm, masculine, with a hint of something woodsy.

On the wall behind the door was a chair that looked similar to those of the living room, with a floor lamp and a small bookcase filled with books. A large walk-in closet with built in dressers, shelves and drawers stood between the bedroom and the bathroom which held a jetted tub, a toilet, a bidet, double wall hung sinks, and a glass steam shower in the corner. Cream and brown tiles lay across the floor with dark-brown rugs and towels hanging across glass rods. A light in the ceiling adjusted so that the bathroom was illuminated in either a soft blue or a bright white, depending on the mood desired. “Think you could enjoy living here from time to time?” he asked, obviously proud of his flat

A bed which looked smaller than a king's bed with a head board against the wall, it was balanced by both matching night stands on both sides and the most important thing that was in her room was the wall that was fitted with book shelves. Since she was on her last year she needed text books and luckily the handsome devil had provided them to her. After spending a pretty good time reading through the text books she lastly undressed herself and walked to the bathroom that had both the jacuzzi and bathtub. " What am l going to wear?", While washing her body she asked herself.

He pushed up his face at me like he wasn't impressed, but he doesn't understand how useful it is to know a spell of this kind. Swatting his head a way from my book, I got up to use to restroom. Feeling extra heavy today, I believe I am bloated and my menstrual might be on it's way. I was a bit nervous to ask where the women's sanitary napkins could be, so I just walked into Bahm's bathroom and began searching under his sink and inside the small closets to the corner. Nothing but lots of towels and first aid kits lingered everywhere. Maybe some cologne here and there and hair products, but nothing for a woman...Then again, it is The King's room.

Settled and satisfied in a way that made me want to have a firm conversation with her later. I found the bathroom. It was the kind of bathroom that made you stop walking when you entered it. All white marble and gold fixtures and a bathtub that sat in the center of the room. A separate shower ran along the entire left wall, glass-fronted, with about twelve different settings on the panel beside it. I turned the shower on, found towels folded on the heated rail, and stood under the water for a long time without thinking about anything in particular. Or trying not to. His voice kept coming back.