Novel & Cerita Booktok Bedroom

So I take her straight to my bedroom, where no one else can mock her or hurt her… *** The moment we enter my bedroom, I shut the door behind us, muffling the outside noise, leaving only the quiet hum of the fireplace and the faint dripping of water from our soaked clothes. I adjust Kira slightly on my lap. "Hey, you're okay now," I tell her. "You can let go." She hesitates, her fingers still clutching the fabric of my shirt but slowly, she pulls back, her arms slipping away. I watch as she takes in the room, her wide eyes tracing the massive bookshelves lining the walls, the large four-poster bed, and the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook the moonlit forest. "Wow," she murmurs. "Your ro

We aren’t a witch. ‘It hurts like hell though!’ Raine was foaming at the mouth. I sighed and tried to take better stalk of my surroundings. It was a fairly plain bedroom. The furniture was slightly mismatched but all of it was dark wood. There was a door partially open on the right side that was a bathroom, the light on was the only light in the room. On the wall to the left looked like sliding doors for a closet. As much as it was sparse, it did look lived in. There was a laundry basket in the corner that was partially full. A couple books were scattered around the different tables as well.

, Elvin said while putting me down on the floor. His words made so hot, I put my hands in back pocket and gave a sigh while looking at the entire room, it was really nice with this king size bed in the middle and a teeny tiny bookshelf on the floor which had some very old books or diaries maybe because I could actually see threads hanging from some of them. “This room is so pretty, I was not expecting this for a temporary home”, I said with my hands still in my pocket.

When he opened the door and flicked on the light, I gasped softly. The room was huge. The bed was queen-sized, with thick white blankets and a dozen pillows. A desk sat by the window with a lamp and fresh notebooks stacked neatly beside a plant. A soft armchair with a throw draped over it sat in the corner. There were shelves too, already filled with books—romance, mystery, fantasy. I ran a finger along the spines, stunned. "This is the room I prepared for you," Robbie said. "You sure you don't want to sleep in mine?"

"C'mon, it's late. Let's go to bed. We can talk about it tomorrow." I nod, blindly following him as he tugs me around his disaster of an office. I use the back of my sleeve to wipe at my eyes as we walk towards the other corner of the room, where a door is. I didn't notice the door when I first walked in. Benji uses his other hand to tug the door open, revealing a small but cozy bedroom. The décor is similar to the guest room I was staying in, except the grand king bed sitting in the middle of the room. The bed is a focal point of the room, taking up almost the entire space.

This was his chance to make her see that he was the right guy for her. He proceeded to lead her to the spare room he had. Of course, he would prefer she shared his room, but he didn't want to alarm her. Harry led Boma to the guest room, opening the door to reveal a stylish, high-end student space. A sleek full-sized bed with a navy-blue comforter stood against one wall, beside a minimalist wooden desk and ergonomic chair. Shelves filled with books and decor, lined another wall, and a bean bag chair added a relaxed touch.

Even from my vantage point on the floor, I could see both walls were lined with books and large overstuffed chairs with fluffy cushions created the perfect reading nook. But by far the most eye-catching piece was the massive bed positioned along the back wall. It had to be custom made and I didn’t even want to contemplate what that had cost but it would easily accommodate the three of us. It was covered in a luxuriously plush, white duvet and rustic but functional throw pillows. Draped along the bottom edge was a soft fur blanket that I couldn’t wait to feel sliding against my skin as one or both of my mates fucked me. Two growls full of dark promises tore through the room as I stared at the

I imagined how they would taste, How his body would feel pressed against mine. Opening the bedroom door, I ushered them in with my hand. Dark timber walls surrounded two wooden beds which sat on adjacent walls. A large floor lamp shone brightly in the corner. A timber bookshelf rested against the wall. Red leather-bound books lined the shelves, their pages yellowed and worn from being read. “Thank you for your hospitality, Kodessa.” “Your welcome Jackson, I hope you sleep well”. “Goodnight “, I replied pleasantly. “Goodnight, Kodessa”, smiling warming. He sat down on the bed and started taking off his boots.

“Come on, let me show you the bedroom.” Something about his words made my wolf awaken with desire. Why the bedroom? Why not say the whole house? I placed my hand in his, and he pulled me into the hallway. Our bedroom was at the far end of the hallway, and it was designed very manly. “They weren't expecting me to arrive with my mate, and I wasn't either,” Corni said, taking in the masculine decoration of the bedroom. Black bedding, black tiles, a black and golden wardrobe, and chocolate light curtains.

Stone’s—Xavier’s study. “Well, everyone has their secrets,” The room was beautiful, bigger than her entire apartment combined, designed in shades of pink and royal blue and black, there was a bed covered with blue bedsheets, and four pillows against the headboard. Right next to the bed was a wide drawer that carried both a bedside lamp and four drawers. There were two doors in the bedroom leading to heavens knows where, two large windows, one, of course, led to an open balcony that had a magnificent view of the vast expanse of green at the backyard and the other that showed what she assumed would be the aide of the house.