Castle Pillow Novels & Stories

The view is endless and the smell of the forest is so calming and peaceful. Walking back inside I look at the massive king sized bed in the middle of the room. The comforter is a crisp clean white with small deep red accents. It’s not a Christmas vibe, but a luxury cabin vibe, very comfortable. I lost count of how many pillows are here too. Yep, I might move in permanently.

Quinnel replied sarcastically and finally stepped into the room. He looked around and was amazed to see everything in here was for one person. There was a white couch in one corner that had 5 throw pillows of colors black and white on it filling the couch that there was no space to sit on except you took off a throw pillow. There was a mirror, very close to an entrance of what he presumed to be the bathroom, that was wiped clean that he could count how many holes was on his face without any difficulty. The bed was a giant king size one with about 5 pillows on each side of the bed that he wondered how people slept with 5 freaking pillows!

She wasn't on a bridesmaid dress diet anymore. “Sorry to hear that,” Cassie replied. “It's probably the pillows. They had the super fluffy ones, but they aren't good for neck support. They really should put firmer pillows in for their guests.” Brianna chewed on her burger but raised a single eyebrow at Cassie. “Thanks, Ms. Hotel.” Cassie ignored her and bit into her cheeseburger. The greasy goodness combined with the sweetness of the bread and the sour of the pickles perfectly. She let out a happy little moan.

The pillow barrier was gone. Sometime during the night, between restless thoughts and shallow sleep, distance had dissolved. Cassienne was now sprawled across Dreston like she belonged there. Her leg was draped over him, crossing to the other side of the bed. Her stomach rested against him, his now impossibly hard manhood which is poking her stomach. One arm curled around his torso instinctively, fingers lightly clutching the fabric of his sleep shirt. Her head lay on his chest, her breathing slow and deep.

“Easy there Agapi (Love). This room is only for you and you only, no one else. I promise you; no other woman has ever been here before.” Feeling the twinge fade, I eventually move towards a tiny path that went directly down towards the middle of the room only for it to split off into a much larger space within the middle. The floor dipping to give it the impression of steps. Four large throne-like chairs each sitting elegantly in gold carvings, as all black leather coverings made my core tingle, my eyes slowly spotting a large satin pillow within the center of the floor. The pillow a rich purple as it sat beneath another large crystal chandelier as if to act like a spotlight for the room, an

CHASE The pillow wall was hilarious in theory. In practice, it was a joke. Seven pillows stacked like a soft barricade down the middle of the queen bed—neutral territory in a war nobody had officially declared. I lay on my side staring at the fabric mound, listening to Sloane breathe on the other side. Slow. Steady. Not asleep yet.

By the time Cass had hauled the last of his life—three crates of books and a duffel bag of clothes—into Luke’s apartment, the moon was high and the air in the Navarro Ridge was freezing. "I forgot something," Cass muttered, staring at the bare mattress in the second bedroom. Luke was leaning against the doorframe, watching him with an impenetrable expression. "What?" "Sheets. My old ones were for a twin. This is a queen." "I have a spare set," Luke offered. "No." Cass shook his head, his stubbornness returning in a sharp, desperate burst. "I’m not being a burden. I’ll go to the Harbor Gas Mart. It’s only three blocks."

I called out to him as he walked by our room. He popped his head in, "Yes, what's up?" "Sorry to bother you again, but do you happen to have any extra pillows or blankets? We're having a bit of trouble getting comfortable." "No problem, let me go check in the linen closet." He disappeared down the hall. Cassandra let out a relieved sigh. "Thanks for doing that. I don't think I could take another night of bad sleep." I chuckled. "Yeah, I hear you. I'm glad my parents are only staying for a few nights."

Third Pov Feeling the warmth, Crystal snuggled into the soft pillow more as it made her feel relaxed and heavenly. 'Why is the pillow smelling so good and so warm? I don't want to wake up today.' Crystal thought and kept snuggling until her wolf said, 'Are you planning to sleep for the entire day?' Hearing C*ssie, Crystal instantly opened her eyes and blinked twice before turning towards the clock.

"Those are the long, round ones." "Right. And some of the square ones or round ones had lace on them. Oh, and we got a bunch of, like, needlework covered ones when we got married." He grimaced. "It took ten minutes to get all those pillows off our bed every night, and another ten minutes to put them back on every morning. Ang had this special basket next to the bed where we stowed them while we slept. Now, tell me, please . . . who the hell needs all those pillows? You're not even sleeping on them."