Cursed Bedroom 소설 & 이야기

he cursed. Looking at me, he motioned for me to enter. Staring at the room, I gulped hard as I took in how widely spaced the bedroom is, a king-sized bed suited in the middle which was laid with a blue and white bedsheet... my favorite color. The lighting is dim and the color of the walls makes it look darker. The curtains are drawn down with only the side table lamp on. I can see another two doors across the room which I'm sure lead to the bathroom and walk-in closet. The whole decoration and design of the house screams luxury. However, Daemon's scent was everywhere swirling around the room and into my nose filling my mind with different erotic images of us at every corner of this room.

the black mist had gotten so thick it was almost solid. "What's in that storage room?" Aria asked casually. Jubal went stiff right away. "Just old stuff from years back." He hurried past the door, obviously not wanting to discuss it. "I really wanted you to look at the master bedroom's esoteric patterns. I haven't been able to sleep well lately." Aria made a mental note about that door and followed Jubal into the master bedroom. The room was huge and fancy, with a massive rosewood bed taking up the center. She saw the problem right away—the bed was sitting directly on the Phantom Line.

I couldn't be wrong about it. We halted in a chamber before he opened the door and showed the... "Master's bedroom?" I parroted, looking at Alucard in disbelief, bewildered. "Is this... what you are talking about, pudding?" I asked as my eyes roamed around while Alucard let me stroll around and scrutinize every corner of this big chamber. It had a king-size bed, and the cream-colored walls had some intricate gold designs that added sophistication and intimacy to the whole chamber, especially upon seeing the S-shaped couch, which was not the first time I had seen one like that one.

Jenny turned back while stepping out. A devilish smile appeared in Austin's eyes while watching her make her way towards the bedroom. • • • Jenny opened the door when her eyes widened and her jaw dropped in shock. The bedroom is complete in red, damn. The room is decorated in red with some BDSM equipment. She looked around the room—it was completely red and horror-style. She blinked her eyes in confusion, and for a second she thought—she had come to some pub. There are red chairs and a huge bed in the color red.

It had stirred things that made her feel guilty inside her to the point where she wanted to tell him everything that had happened. When they got to a door, he pushed open the door and they stepped inside. The room was decorated in grey and black throughout, the bedspread, curtains, paints on the wall, and even the frame of the glass door that led to the balcony. It showed the masculinity of the one who owned the room. Unlike other places in the house, it was adorned with simple furniture aside from the king-sized bed. The glass door was opened so, Gabe walked there to close it, then he looked back at her to see her looking at the bed, and his wolf chanted in his head. “Our mate, our mate, ou

POV: ELISABETH I woke up with a start, looking around and trying to identify where I was. Had I fainted? The room was luxurious, with dark walls and soft lighting from crystal chandeliers. The imposing furniture stood out, featuring a large canopy bed with a dark wooden headboard. The room was decorated with classical artworks, an elegant fireplace, and exotic collectibles. As I got out of bed, my feet touched a Persian rug, reinforcing the atmosphere of luxury and mystery.

In the dim light, a small shape lay curled in the far corner of the massive bed. Grayson crossed to the bedside and hit the automatic curtain switch, plunging the last sliver of light into darkness. "Ugh... Grayson Vale, you absolute scammer, you swindled every cent out of me... I curse your future children to come out cursed too," Isla muttered, sound asleep, her voice sweet but venomous. The room was silent enough that every word carried clearly. "Jerk... absolute dog of a man..." One curse followed another. Grayson lay down slowly, expression unreadable but in the dark, something sharp flickered behind his eyes.

Bastian felt lucky again that the manager could help him keep his salary intact with this replacement room, even though he could not rest easy because there was still one more thing to do, namely his master's order that had not yet arrived. Cedric saw in the front room a wide couch and a home theater with a large screen and all modern technology, so he assumed that area of the room was more like an entertainment room. The center of the room was a big and soft bed with a fur carpet underneath. The only difference between this room and the previous one was the mosquito net above the bed, and the overall atmosphere was quiet, pleasant, and sumptuous. On the right side of the room, there was a w

And she will stop at nothing to look for a way to lift the curse. She had been alone in her dark lonely empty room for a year now. Grandma Aubrey was on the other hand concerned that she might get herself killed at that moment. She headed to her room and opened the door to her doing yoga on her bed. The room was unexpectedly clean, well-kept and cold. It was literally freezing outside and she kept the windows open widely.

I can't let her come in-between my senses of reasoning. I paced to the study room and picked up the book I have on my table. I have not been able to get to another page. I am just at one page ever since. The curse is something I wouldn't love anyone to know about because I don't know how to break it. The curse is a difficult thing and now that she has known, the bond from our fate would act as a catalyst to put us together. I couldn't really concentrate on the book. I will open a page, read small. Before I know it, I am already thinking heavily again.