Eddie Munson Room Novels & Stories

They agreed. This floor is big. Because their practice room is here. There were four and now there are seven individual rooms. Then the recording studio is also here. Three recordings for everyone. There are five individual rooms. The editing prod is also on this floor. So it's really big. When I saw the room Uno was talking about, I entered immediately. "And it's fine if we're only pretending Three months is all we got Try not to fall in love..." That's what opened my eyes when I entered. He was inside the recording area itself. He had his back to me and was wearing headphones.

Edward took out a room card from the drawer of his desk: "You can move in at any time." "I have signed up for the musical actor application for you. The audition has been passed. I will notify you when the re-examination is held." Liah listened to Edward's arrangements blankly, and saw a room card with the words "Blue Mountain Mansion" printed on it. She always felt unreal. She nodded mechanically and said goodbye to Edward again, and walked out of Edward's office like a wandering soul. She was actually going to participate in the re-examination of a famous musical soon.

The moment we parked in the parking lot, a staff member came. “Why is there no security here?” Tong asked. “It wouldn’t be discreet. Do you want everyone to know what we are about to do?” Misha answered. She introduced herself as Edge and led us in. Everything was the same—just no blasting music, no flashing lights. Everything was silent. We were led upstairs to the third floor. There were no rooms, just an open floor. Misha touched the wall. “This is soundproof,” he said. I nodded.

He droned on as he walked us through the floor. “The ground floor has the entrance room, reception, throne room, restaurant with kitchen, breakfast room, music hall, and two bathrooms.” He worriedly said when we passed the ‘throne room.’ I wrinkled my nose and poked my head inside. “We are burning everything in this room, Tesoro Mio. It reeks of Icky Iggy. And we don’t need a throne room.” “Fully agreed. It can be like the multipurpose room you have at the town hall in Incubi. Used for hosting events and the like.” Darren nodded as the tour continued.

After the ceremony, Cassie walked through the building, taking it in room by room. There was a tech lab named after Ethan, filled with VR stations and beginner-friendly AI programming tools. A “Peace Pod” reading room, inspired by Hope’s storytelling circles abroad. And the “Damon Lounge” a quiet leadership room with journal walls and design-thinking workshops. She stopped when she reached the last space a small circular room at the very top floor, all windows, all light. Inside was a single chair and a plaque on the wall. The Unwritten Room For those with a story still being written.

Ellena's voice was as hoarse as Edward's. Both of them had ugly expressions on their faces. Vincent felt uneasy as he stayed inside. He walked out as well. "Mr. Mu is guarding the door of the single woman's room so early. Your behavior is not appropriate." Vincent looked at Edward with a smile. His tone was obviously provocative. Vincent and Ellena stood by the door. They were very good-looking. They looked very suitable. However, Edward felt that this scene was very eye-piercing. He stared at Vincent gloomily for two seconds, then suddenly took a step forward. He reached out and pulled Vincent out of the room and pushed him to the side.

Several monitors lined one wall. Security feeds. Communications equipment. Backup power systems. Medical supplies. Enough food and water to survive for weeks. I stared around the room. "This is insane." Marcus finally allowed himself a small smile. "That sounds exactly like something the boss would say." The heavy door sealed behind us with a metallic thud.

Chapter 25 - Gluttony Gideon Panic room is busier than it has been in weeks. After Lucifer sent Emmett and me out of our little roundup mission, more people kept showing up. Eager to experience the thrill of the seven rooms designed after the seven deadly sins while also enjoying the alcohol and music on the dancefloor.

Edward said, still smiling as he ended the call. He shook his head, amused. “That grumpy fossil…” Turning back to the room, he took a slow look around his newly rented studio. After a moment’s thought, he walked to the far window and stretched his arm as if measuring the space. “Hmm… yeah,” he murmured to himself. “A big workbench right here—for her—that’d be perfect.”

replied the bartender, leading the way to a special room at the back. Edmund and Cassia entered a private room. The room looked a bit simple and didn't look luxurious. The decoration was similar to the interior decoration in the public area at the front. It's just that this room was devoted to visitors who want privacy. The walls were thick enough that the conversation inside was not heard from outside. On one side, there was a minibar with a neat row of alcoholic drinks. Vaguely from the loudspeaker, there was an instrumental tune to fill the mood. There was a round table with several chairs. In front of Edmund were already provided two tall cocktail glasses containing a red-orange drink wi