Book Aesthetic Wallpapers Novels & Stories

she asked. "Our room," Sage replied. "Ow!" she muttered and bit her lips. Luxurious, intimate, and serene at the same time, the wall was covered in a sophisticated golden classic flower wallpaper, fresh and inviting. The bedroom created a truly adult space with a soothing color palette and enhanced views of the sky and water. Her bed was soft and inviting, with generously luxurious linens. It deliberately used enormous squares on a scale that would emphasize the twelve-foot ceilings and repeat the squares in the French doors and leaded windows.

Blue has never been my color but looking at the walls in Ms. Nicole's office,I had to admit that it looked pretty good. I guess she used the blue color because it's has a calming effect on people. Normally when you think of the color blue, you think of natural things like the sky, the ocean and all these things have a calmness towards them. It was a smart decision, I already felt myself calming down and relaxing as I sat in her office. The wallpapers also contributed to this and it also made me think that maybe she was a big lover of nature. There were pictures of polar bears in their natural habitat. Flowers blooming in the morning sun. A little girl holding a flower up to her kneeling moth

Too good. I’m not sure how I missed all of this last night, but if I’m being honest, the explanation probably involves the most dangerous mouth I’ve ever trusted with my dick. Or his ass. One of the two. The ugly yellow-and-blue floral wallpaper is still here, which surprises me. I doubt Alessia would approve. But the art Jesus. The art changes everything. The hallway is lined with photographs. Large. Moody. Men and women suspended underwater, naked or nearly so, wrapped in flesh-toned silk that coils around them like secrets. Each piece feels intimate. Personal. Like something you’re not meant to look at for too long.

“But cafés need personality. What’s your brand?” She blinked at him. “Seriously,” he continued. “Are you cozy Parisian bakery? Modern minimalist? Rustic farmhouse? You need a direction before you choose colors.” She walked slowly toward the window, thinking. “I want warmth. Somewhere people can bring their laptops but also hate their dates.” “Then wallpaper might not be a bad idea.” She turned sharply. “Wallpaper?” “Not the old floral disaster kind. Textured wallpaper with subtle patterns. It adds depth to the place.”

Designs are carved into the walls showing witches and wolves working together. For Amora's bedroom, I keep it nice and simple. I make a nice sized bed against the far wall with a side table on each side. I add some flowers to her tables as well to make it feel a little more homey. The bed is grown out of tree roots that connect directly to the side tables. Next, for her bathroom I make it in my new signature style. Her bath is a hot spring that has a stream running through it to take out the dirty water. As a last touch, I make her walls wooden and add some carvings of a mother wolf running with a bunch of pups behind the bed.

The walls were a deep charcoal, almost black, and the floors of polished concrete gleamed underfoot, cold and sleek. Filled with dark aesthetic art pictures on the shinny walls. The living room sprawled out with endless floor space, its minimalist furnishings in deep shades of gray, black, and silver. A low, angular couch rested atop a dark rug, its texture so luxurious that it felt like velvet beneath her feet.

When we couldn’t agree, Dante would have to be the tiebreaker. “Floral, plain, geometric, spots, 3-D effect, or stripes.” I was giving Dante too many wallpaper choices. “Or other,” Clarissa suggested as he and I held up the samples. But Dante was cooking and refused to turn around.

- • Alyssa's POV As I entered the room, I was immediately struck by the beautiful sight before me. The paintings on the wall seemed to blink at me, as if greeting me. The room was painted white with stunning murals hand-painted on the burnt orange and red walls. The furniture was rustic and dark, complemented by vibrant cushions. I had never seen a room with so much furniture and so many hues. The white velvet curtains hid the long windows across the room, leaving only a shy peek. The floor was polished wood, dark and free of clutter. The room looked amazing; it was designed not just to be a room, but to feel like home. I could stay here forever.