Fantasy Bedroom Novels & Stories

Perfect. Before retreating to my bedroom, I pass through the war room. It's lined with dark runes glowing faintly, wards, curses, enchantments. In the center, a black crystal floats above a pedestal, pulsing like a heart. My connection to the Demon King. My promise, still waiting to be fulfilled. I ignore its whisper tonight. My bedroom is the only room that resembles anything remotely mortal. A bed with dark sheets, a wooden dresser, and a broken mirror that shows more than just your reflection if you stare too long. The walls are etched with old runes and faint claw marks.

"This is France's room." Sonia moved forward to open the door, revealing a child's bedroom that was both luxurious and welcoming. The walls were painted a soft blue, decorated with murals of clouds and airplanes that seemed to float across the ceiling. A large bed dominated one side of the room, surrounded by bookshelves filled with children's stories and educational toys arranged with care. Fabian entered and gently placed France on the bed, pulling a soft blanket up to his chin. The boy stirred slightly but didn't wake, his face peaceful in sleep.

The thought of Ares sent shivers throughout my body, and it wasn’t the good kind. I walked through the room. It was beautiful. The bedding matched the floor, gold and white. The bed itself was also white and had four large posts with a white sheer canopy draped over it. There was a large dresser as well as a stunning armoire, both also white in color. The bathroom was freshly stocked with white fluffy towels and everything a girl would need, including makeup. It had a huge white stone walk in shower. The marble counter tops were also solid white. Everything looked so pristine and clean. Ryder’s mother is amazing, she really went the extra mile to make sure I was comfortable here. I will hav

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.

Lights blazed in the sconces, driving the dark away as I went deeper in. The furniture was odd, with carvings of dragons as well as star constellations I had not noticed before. Dragons in a circle surrounded a broken crown hung above flames, the implication oppressively uncomfortable in my chest. When I went up the second floor, the panel swung open to my room. Warmer, as well as the comfort of the familiar, but shocking in size. The four-postered bed, made of what looked like petrified wood, had bedding in every imaginable shade of ember red to smoky gray. A corner desk had new parchment along with magic quills, and shelves were lined high with ancient, blank tomes to be inscribed.

My hair had begun to fall out of place from its braid, and I had to push long black strands from my eyes to look around the room. The room itself was nothing but beautiful at first look. High ceilings, and tall windows set with sheer blue curtains gave a view of the castle’s courtyard, where colorful tulip gardens, and bubbling fountains gave a serene vision. The stone floor of the room was cold and hard, but giant plush powder blue rugs were set up around a small fire-place, and surrounded a small cozy looking fuzzy blue couch. A dark wooden coffee table sat in front of the couch, and had a sparkling glass lamp in the center of it. A large four poster bed was set into on the left corner wit

He knew I would crave him; that was why he had acknowledged the bond to send me on edge, and he succeeded because I wanted him. It was the heat talking, but I couldn’t control myself. I wanted to touch him, too, and I gently raised my hand to wrap around his waist. However, I stopped when we turned left and walked into another door. It led into a large room. It was a bedroom, and I noticed it was pretty large as soon as we entered. The walls were covered in deep red paper with gold flowers, a little faded but still pretty; at least it wasn’t white like the hallways. There was a big window with small glass panes, and I could see the houses of the faes from afar—a big stone fireplace on one wa

Adalina I walk around the luxurious bedroom that is my prison. I take in the grandeur of the room, with its high ceilings and ornate moldings. The walls are painted a soft shade of cream and adorned with intricate gold frames. The large four-poster bed takes center stage, draped in luxurious silk sheets and fluffy pillows. The room is filled with furniture made of dark wood, with intricate carvings and plush velvet cushions. A chandelier hangs from the ceiling, casting a warm glow around the room.

Holy fuck. This bedroom is ridiculous. It’s as big as most suburban houses. A large four-poster bed sits in the middle of the room with luxury furnishings. The walls are covered in a dark, textured fabric, charcoal wallpaper, and the bed linen is all different shades of grey, while the pillow cases and sheets are a crisp white. There’s a room to the left that has a leather lounger and ottoman, and three doors sit around the bedroom. I turn my attention back to him as he waits for me to take in my surroundings. “I need you naked,” he purrs.

"You too Ruvyn for letting me borrow your room." After dinner, Jimmy got out of bed to take a look at the wizard's room. The large four-poster bed was standing majestically in the middle of the room and was covered with a purple velvet coverlet. An elegant tapestry rug on the bare floor, portraits of wizards were hung on the wall. Two chairs stood facing each other near the fireplace with a small table between them. He approached the library to choose a book to read, there were so many that he didn't know which to choose. He ended up taking one whose cover had caught his attention, purple velvet, which seemed to be Ruvyn's favourite colour.