Novel & Cerita Dracula Bedroom

I didn’t know whether to scream or… something else. Later that evening, I tried to study in the common room instead of the library. My notes were spread out, but I kept rereading the same paragraph. My mind kept drifting to green eyes and a cocky smirk. The door to the common room opened. Wesley walked in, basketball bag over his shoulder, hair still damp from a shower. He scanned the room until his eyes locked on mine. He smiled that dangerous smile and started walking straight toward my table. “Oh no,” I muttered under my breath.

“They know they don’t have enough power for that. Dragons could be the right hand to Viktor though. Taking anything they like from this world.” “Why are people so annoying?” I huffed as we enter his bedroom. It was much darker than mine, with black satin sheets and light grey walls. “Definitely a vampire.” I commented looking around. “Do you not like my room?” He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, my favorite place. “I do, just not as my room.” I smiled to him. “No flowers or bright yellow crap.” “I might be able to handle that, but no black. Who has black in their bedroom.”

The bed, however, was neatly wrapped up with a warm, peach colored blanket with at least five pillows surrounding the headboard. As I stood gawking at my new room, I heard Draven ‘tsk’ before giving me a slight push inside, sending me stumbling forward. I swiftly turned around and stood up straight before regaining my posture, realizing that I was still in a mansion full of blood-thirsty vampires. There was no time to admire or gloat over my new bedroom.

A jolt of electricity run through his hand at the extreme coldness radiating from the silver handle. He took a deep breath and opens it. The room that they found themselves in was decorated purely or a vampire queen. Marble black and white floor, a dark goth queen bed with sheer black drapes on the corner of the room and across of it is a balcony looking outside facing Dzhimara. The bed itself has red fabrics beneath the black cover, red ribbons decorating the top pane of the bed bringing colour to the black drapes. On the bed was Eve who wore her black strapless dress.

"This is your bedroom." I stated with my eyes scanning the art on the ceiling. It was a painting of what looked like a fight. It didn't look like two sides against each other, but more like it was just everybody fighting each other. His room could've easily been the home of Dracula.

I would guess it being pure gold. This must be the biggest bedroom I have ever seen in my whole life, and it's lavishly decorated in purple and gold drapes. The massive bed sits on a raised platform in the middle of the room, underneath a gold mirrored ceiling. It makes me wonder just how rich these royal vampires are.

Asked Edwin starting into Diego's eyes. "I'll be back as soon as possible," Diego said leaving the room. Lucius room was spacious, and almost empty apart from some macabre paintings on the walls and the master bed in dark wood with carvings of strange creatures like gargoyles, watching over the sleeping vampire, is skin with almost translucent, red veins were visible through the skin, his lips blood-red, his hair black as the moonless night or the chalk. the arms were crossed on his chest, like a corps ready to be buried.

When we reach, Vance releases me and pushes them open so that I can see the room beyond. To say that these vampires lived lavishly was an understatement. A large chandelier hung from the center of the room and was surrounded by a large mirror that reflected everything beneath, from the bed to the dressers to a grand piano that sat in the corner. The floor beneath our feet was covered in lush red carpet, and a large bearskin rug sat under the king-size bed. “Come inside,” Vance orders, stepping aside. “Don’t just stand there.” Nodding, I take a few steps forward and continue to take in the area around me until my eyes come to rest on large blackout curtains. Just one pull of those and Vance w

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.

Which one could be the one? He should have asked Princess Evergreen the name of the bedroom that belonged to Quincy. Feeling frustrated, he noticed some noise in one of the bedrooms. Darryl walked over carefully and entered it. ‘Whatever. I have to check the rooms one by one.’ Once he stepped inside, Darryl’s body trembled when he saw the scene inside. He could not help but gasp. He saw all the tables and chairs in the bedroom were engraved with golden dragons. This was the Empress’s room?!