Claw Foot Dining Table Novels & Stories

“This way each table can have meaningful conversations. I never liked only being able to hear the person directly on the other side of me.” I nodded, faking enthusiasm. “I love it, Tova. In the spring when we present our baby to the kingdoms, this will be the perfect set up.” She nodded. “I think so, too.” She gave the servants all a bright smile. “Thank you! I really appreciate all of your help!” Half of the men bowed, but the other half looked like they would fall over. I gave everyone a sympathetic smile and led Tova out of the dining room. The tables were all heavy wood bases with marble or granite tops. Those men worked hard.

The woman bowed her head before proceeding inside. They headed to the dining area. The woman carefully put each dish on the table. "Enjoy your breakfast." The woman bows her head before leaving. Cali sat on one of four chairs on the round table. Her eyes roam around the entire dining area, another jaw-dropping interior. The flooring is well-furnished with light brown Marmol. The wall is painted with walnut brown with the touch of black on every edge. It has a built-in display with a three layers cabinet on the wall. Behind the table was a big window. She stood up to see what was behind the big window. Her eyes almost plucked out when she saw how high their unit was.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: BONDING TIME The dining room glowed with warm lamplight as the family gathered around the long oak table. Plates clinked, laughter and conversation flowed easily, and no one noticed how close Claire and her boyfriend Greg were sitting. Claire wore a short pleated skirt that barely reached mid-thigh. Under the tablecloth, her legs were parted just enough. Greg’s hand rested high on her smooth thigh, fingers teasing the edge of her panties.

Seeing them still frozen in place, I thought maybe it didn’t suit their taste, so I held out the half-cooked piece in my hand. "Want it cooked instead?" The three of them flinched violently. "N-No…" Zephyr Noct, the blind priest, suddenly dropped to one knee, his voice dry. "You are the noble Alpha Female. This prey is your trophy. By the rules, we must wait until you have finished eating completely before we are allowed to take what remains." I frowned. "What kind of bullshit rule is that?" Without hesitation, I tossed the meat straight into their arms. They scrambled to catch it, then froze again, unsure what to do.

Charlene and Jessabelle walked around the large dining room with porcelain plates held firmly in their grasp. They wandered on opposite sides of the vast mahogany table that stood proudly in the center of the wide room. The crystal chandelier above their heads caused the dinnerware to gleam in the bright light.

As the non-disclosure agreement was a steep 100 years, as if, I would be alive by then to write the tell all. My imagination went wild as I imagined meeting something with three fingers curling around every corner to surprise me. But it was the opposite as it smelled more like we were in a chemical lab that had just been cleaned recently with some very heavy bleach. There wasn't a speck of dust everywhere. I looked at Dr. Dawson wondering if he had some type of OCD as an alpha. I could make that one of my investigations in the future, but as I wondered this, Dr. Dawson stopped abruptly and opened a door, I hadn't even noticed was there. It was the same texture as the wall, so it didn't e

Vely's tone now turned stern. “Bring her!” Vely next ordered the two female servants behind him. “Okay.” “No! Don't come any closer! I don't want to eat dinner with your master. I'd rather starve to death here.” Claire shouted and tried to get away. But the two servants didn't seem to care. Their hands forcefully dragged Claire's hand, pulling her to go downstairs where Noah was currently sitting behind a spacious dining table by himself. There was a lot of sumptuous food spread out on the table.

Dylan and Cecelia were having dinner sitting on both sides of Ralph as he occupied the main host chair. Klara sat on the opposite side and placed her hands on the table with a thud making loud noise as the plates and cutlery shook with her actions. Cecelia frowned glaring at Fiona. Didn't she know manners? Can't she see that they are having dinner? Ralph and Dylan didn't react but ate their food calmly. Aurora served the food to Fiona hurriedly as her body was sweating sensing the tension in the dining room. She only hoped Fiona not to provoke Ralph as she didn't want a havoc in her dining room.

The large table was already laid out, and there were twelve chairs around. “Are there more people joining us for the dinner, Aunty?” asked Ella, as she could see that there was enough food for a hundred humans to eat on the table. “I have invited Alpha Gabriel, Beta Leon, and Clara to the dinner. Gabriel is my 'to-be son-in-law' and Clara is Lara’s best friend, so I keep inviting them often to my place. They might be arriving any moment," said Mrs. Rolex as she examined the hot pot to ensure that Alpha Gabriel’s favorite dishes were cooked well.