Blank Pillow Covers Novels & Stories

The floor is in a shady gray that's a tad bit lighter than the shade of gray of the wall behind the bed. The wood holding up the bed is covered in gray silk shiny material that is tucked underneath the bed in the space in between the bed hoister and the smooth gray floor. The bed is covered in white bed covers with four fluffy pillows encased in white pillowcases leaning against the jet black head board. A white duvet with rose colored center covers most of the white bed cover. Two pillows with different shades of purple, blue and gold arranged in an array of arrows lean against the white pillows. In front of the bed is a small ash coffee table with newspapers on it.

The room is tastefully decorated in muted tones of deep burgundy and soft beige, creating an atmosphere of intimate sophistication. A king-sized bed, adorned with plush, silky sheets, stands in the center of the room, its pristine white covers gently turned down, inviting us to unwind. A scattering of plump pillows, some piled against the headboard and others nestled at the foot of the bed, promises comfort and support for whatever it is that is to come.

The fabric was the kind of soft that came from a well used blanket. He obeyed his orders. He pulled the blankets back and a rush of lavender hit him. He inhaled the pleasing scent and let his eyes close. He lay down and the pillows had a faded scent of lavender in them as well. The bed was almost too soft, the pillow too plush. Wren didn’t think he’d be able to sleep, not when he was laying on something so different that anything he’d been on before, but it didn’t take more than a couple deep breaths of the calming, soothing scent and Wren drifted off to sleep.

Meg-hen: You are not the only one with a priestly friend and no, boys do not take up even a quarter of our conversation. Me: whatever you say. Goodnight captain Meg-hen: This was the easiest way to make money. I smiled and placed my phone on the bedside drawer before snuggling deeper into my pillow. Falling asleep had become easier since I told Meghan about Freya and the night terrors have reduced considerably.

I wondered, looking around the place. The luxurious room was completely empty. A king-size bed with high posts, covered with white silk sheets hanging down, dominated the space, and the scent of orange filled the air. Shivering, I quickly entered, rushing to the bed. The satin sheets weren’t warm, but a white quilted blanket on the armchair caught my attention. I grabbed it quickly, casting a glance around. The bungalows for couples were better. Much better! I wrapped myself in the blanket, tearing off the wet dress that chilled my body. I threw it on the floor, and without thinking much, took off my panties, seeking comfort—I truly needed all of this, I thought to myself.

It is rather clean-looking, considering it is white. To the left of the door is a leather chair, of which is of no particular use, besides hanging half-used clothes on it. Past that, center-left is a rectangular window overlooking our backyard garden and swimming pool. It is a pleasant view for a cold room. Center-left and far-left is the queen-size bed, with white and grey covers, and white and other colors for the blanket. The blanket in particular has a floral design and is heavy. The pillow has a white case and nothing else to it. The frame of the bed is wooden and beige in color.

Eliza returns with a pile of sheets and pillowcases, and she and Ash quickly get to work, stripping the bed and remaking it. The sheets had been dark-grey with a white geometric design on them. Rather masculine in a way, but it suited her aesthetic. The new ones are a dark orange red, almost rust-coloured. But the duvet cover is fuzzy, like a fleece, but with squares shaved into it at regular intervals. The sheets matched the colour, but the pillowcases were all like the duvet.

"Emma, did you finalize the touches for the cover of Midnight Ravens?" She reached inside her desk, "Yes sir, I was able to adjust the colouring, and recentrer the drawing. Here is the printed version," she made appear somewhat of a magazine, with the cover of his story on the front. Midnight Ravens was a comic story that expelled chapters on random publications such as newspapers and magazines every week. Every week, there needed to be a different cover for the chapter due, and he knew he could always count on Emma. He smirked, staring at his edited drawing, "You're such a blessing."

I mumbled. Leaning over pulling my tablet out of my backpack, I started looking online for sheets, etc. I found a lovely bedding set. I bought everything that I had seen on the bed too as I loved it, I didn’t tell dad as I have used my own money for this one. It’s all light blues and purples with cool flower patterns, I know the picture that I had found was for a double bed but I believe with the king single the two European size pillows will fit, can never have too many pillows on the bed makes it comfortable to watch tv or work on your computer.

I smiled up at him, looking up at him with hooded eyes. Before I knew it I was tossed onto a comfy bed with way too many decorative pillows, although I could think of another use for some of them. I'm sure Fiona would murder me if she knew what I had planned to do to these beautifully crafted pillows. The bed had white sheets with a white jacquard comforter and a green plaid fleece blanket folded at the end of the bed. The four-post still had a headboard, which I I knew we would be making good use of. The light, almost lilac colored, canopy hung above us and clung to the posts, falling all the way to the ground.