Best Bathroom Books Novels & Stories

I chuckled as I turned my gaze back to the rich, black bookshelves house rows upon rows of literally treasures, inviting one to explore their secret and stories. Beyond the seating area, an elegant writing desk stands proudly, crafted from polished ebony wood. Its surface is adorned with golden details and a silver laptop on it. “Did you leave that laptop there on purpose?” I asked him with a carved brow “Yes, don’t you know how to use it?” he asked and I shook my head in response “I will teach you.” He winked as he got to the door that led to the bathroom and slid the glass doors. Stepping into the bathroom, I was greeted by a sight that is both sleek and luxurious. The space is vast, embra

I took a look at so many things in the room; the bathroom, the mini-library, the wardrobe and other beautiful artworks in the room. My search in the library was more like a tour, it was filled with quite a good number of interesting historical books about werewolf kingdoms in the centuries ago, and other business books. The Wardrobe was also filled with so many beautiful dresses that got me gushing out in admiration when I saw them. I was so filled with joy that I forgot everything about home and secretly prayed that this new-found joy stays. I stepped into the bathroom to shower up and get ready to meet this God-sent Alpha that had made my day delighted. Just in the bathroom, as I soaked in

As I approached the walk-in closet, the sheer abundance of clothing overwhelmed me. It was a man’s wardrobe, filled with tailored suits, crisp shirts, and elegant accessories. The familiar scent that wafted through the air confirmed my suspicions about the owner of the room. To my left, the shelves were lined with an impressive collection of books, offering a glimpse into the owner’s interests. Beside it, a slightly ajar door hinted at the bathroom I was seeking. Stepping into the bathroom, I was greeted by a spacious and luxurious space. A large bathtub dominated the room, inviting me to soak away my worries. A separate shower provided a more invigorating option.

It's a gesture perhaps from the daughter, a sweet child whose favour I'm glad to have earned; her goodwill could ease my stay here. At the far end, a brown armchair draped in white and a bookshelf showcasing genres aplenty invite cosy moments of literary escape or creative endeavours. Unpacking in the capacious brown wardrobe, I meticulously arrange my belongings. The bathroom, a sanctuary of indulgence, boasts an array of washes on a pristine white sink, accompanied by fragrant roses and a lavender-scented candle. A gold-framed mirror oversees neatly arranged essentials, with a walk-in shower completing this lavish space.

Then rising to her feet, she headed for him and got one finger in the hem of his shirt. “Bring me to the shower,” she breathed. The bathroom was pure decadence. Slaty from floor to ceiling, double rainfall showerheads, eucalyptus sprigs secreted behind a frosted glass panel, towels folded into lotus blossoms. Lena stared at the room like she’d fallen from the pages of a magazine. “You weren’t kidding,” she murmured. Jace’s grin was pure trouble. “If any professor deserves the best, it is Professor Hayes.”

Her eyes widened as she stepped inside. The bathroom was grand. Marble floors stretched from wall to wall, cool and spotless beneath her feet. A freestanding bathtub sat by the window, deep and white, catching the light. Beside it a rainfall shower enclosed in glass took up an entire corner. Thick white towels were folded in neat rows on a rack. Expensive toiletries lined the counter in perfect order. Her eyes moved slowly across everything until they landed on the small detail that made her stomach tighten. Every single item bore the same sleek black letter L.

Maybe I should take Alexander's advice, 'If you try to do something impossible, you'll only go insane. I moved through the room again, glancing through the open door, and feeling around for a light switch. When I found the knob, I turned it until the lights lit up an immaculate space around me. I was shocked to see a beautiful room filled with a large shower and an impressive white porcelain tub. The bathroom was completely different than the bedroom a few feet away. It was filled with red oak wood, golden colors mixed perfectly with black and white. The sink was white, the walls were black, as was the flooring, but the tub and shower were both white. I walked over to the tub, running my fin

Always well organized with my books neatly arranged on my small book shelf. I walked lazily inside my bathroom. My bathroom is all blue. I'm not a very big fan of the colour 'blue' but my house is dominated by that colour. I don't hate the colour so I'm okay with my house having that colour. I got in the shower and cleaned up. I took my time in the bathroom today. I spent extra time to wash my long brown hair. Getting my fingers under my natural curls was difficult but I did it.

The bathroom made it the best room in the house. First off, the bathroom was about as big as a bedroom. There was the small toilet room off to the side and his and her sinks. The over-sized tub overlooking the ocean was certainly a selling point to the awesomeness of the bathroom, and despite having enjoyed several baths in it, was still not the best part of the room. The shower, far and away, was.

They rushed to the bathroom, dragging Rhea in and saying, "You need to see this bathroom. It is beautiful." Rhea stumbled slightly, laughing softly as they pulled her across the thick, hand-woven rug and through the carved marble archway. When she stepped inside, her jaw dropped. The bathroom was vast, lined with polished white stone that caught the dancing reflection of the crackling fire from the main room. At the center sat a deep, sunken copper tub large enough for three people, fitted with heavy brass levers that gleamed under the soft ambient light. "Leo, look at the brass," Tess whispered, running her fingers along the smooth metal. She turned back to Rhea, her eyes wide. "The water c