Emo Bedroom Novels & Stories

It had everything they required to survive and to not be found. Edwards’s space was on the upper level, a long hallway with three rooms and two bathrooms. His bedroom was the largest, with the king-sized platform bed he’d made himself from logs retrieved from the woods. There was a large flat-screened television mounted to the wall across from the bed with all news channels, local and international, programmed to its memory. Another room was private and remained locked at all times, the key kept on a silver link chain in a black velvet box on his nightstand. The other room, the one reserved for whom Edwards had never quite figured out, contained more custom-made furniture, including a queen-

“I think he’ll grow strong here. Loved. Free.” They stood like that for a long while—just the three of them, wrapped in warmth and moonlight, unaware of anything stirring beyond the ridgelines. **** **EMBER** The house smelled like cedar and honey. Sunlight pooled through the tall windows of the old Nightshade home, casting gold across the hardwood floors. Ember stood barefoot in the living room, holding up swatches of fabric while their son slept nearby in a woven cradle, soft breath rising and falling. She looked at the lace in her hands — soft, ivory, delicate — and smiled.

I squint my eyes, biting down the lower side of my teeth. " No Elen, maybe I haven't noticed. I have been too occupied lately with Emerson, you know?" Her brow climbs up her face. That's right, my bad for asking so much from her. She hasn't had free time around, all her attention has been on this cutie in my arms. " Well bye, I'm off to my room. Emerson is also saying bye." I laugh kissing his chubby cheek before I finally climb up to my room. I put baby Emmy on the bed, building an edge around him with my pillows, in case he tries to roll off. Since his crib is not in my room, using my pillow is the next option.

She was not at all ready for the first image she met inside the room. The room was tastefully furnished with fine linen curtains and a big mushy bed that had rose petals scattered on it. Edmund sat all comfy on the bed, sipping from a glass of red wine. He wore nothing but a small pair of shorts. His chest was covered with curly hair. Two pink nipples stood out on the hairy mat on his chest. Emily stood frozen at the spot. Edmund's body was a beautiful work of art. He rose to his feet when he saw her entering the room and led her in. Then, he slammed the door behind him and stood before her, his towering frame rising above hers.

It’s classy and quiet and has this sophisticated feel to it. “Holy shit, Margo,” Emma exclaims, stopping in front of me once we walk through the front doors, almost making me walk right into her. “This place is huge!” “It’s stunning,” I agree, my eyes looking around the first floor. It feels cozier than you’d expect for a house that has seven bedrooms. But it’s decorated beautifully. It’s got a coastal theme mixed with some modern accents that really make the place feel homey despite the size.

She wondered now why Liam was such a fan of minimalism when her house was so cluttered it was starting to resemble one of those places from the TV show about hoarders. Other than the bed and the two end tables, the only other piece of furniture was the wing chair propped in front of the floor to ceiling windows and sliding door leading to a spacious balcony lined with a hot tub and a couple of deck loungers. A massive mirror hung on the wall in front of the bed, and for the life of her, Eden couldn't understand the reasoning behind its placement— "—Here you go," Dave said, interrupting her train of thought when he came back into the room with Liam's travel documents.

Pulling away she looked around the suite. A large living room with several couches and chairs took up the front area. A dining table for eight separated the room from a luxurious kitchen. Emily made her way through each room and finally walked into the master bedroom. An extra-large bed was the centerpiece with a grouping of plush chairs next to bay windows in the shape of a wide "U" setting off the beauty of downtown Denver. Emily looked out over the skyline completely amazed with the city. Eventually her eyes traveled back into the room and she spotted the walk in Jacuzzi in the corner. It was easily eight feet wide and five feet across. White marble with gold streaks and gold fixtures mad

My ceiling has a sun right now with clouds but will mimic the real night sky. My king sized bed has four tall bed posts that have ivy carved into it, lightening bugs are in jars around the room. They can be released or used as a lantern. The bed is covered in purple silk sheets and emerald green bedding with golden whimsical embellishments. There is so much more to explore including the en-suite bathroom that has a mini waterfall and is even more romantic than Oisin's bathroom. "Do you like it?" My mom sounds nervous. "I love it. It's perfect." I'm looking around still stuck in the doorway stunned.

The bedroom was dim only the soft orange from the streetlamp outside sneaking through the thin curtains. Adeyemi’s bed was big enough for two to sleep comfortably, three if they didn’t mind getting tangled. Four was pushing it; someone would end up half on the floor. That was kind of the point tonight.

She promised to secretly take photos of me and share them online. Just today, her latest video included a photo of me waking up at 7:00 am to put makeup on. Her caption said, "My love-addled dormmate must be desperate for love. Look at her waking up early just to doll herself up for her boyfriend because she's scared to lose his affection. "She's not at all like the rest of us who don't bother making ourselves look good for a guy. We are able to carry ourselves with grace and embrace our natural beauty."