Fantasy's Furniture Novels & Stories

I wondered if Mama was capable of this type of magic? The room we were in was the size of a normal bedroom, but nowhere near decorated like one. From the floor to the ceiling, wooden chests stood high around us. Shelves were filled with jewelry, charms, books and other expensive items. A pile of jewels sat in a woven basket inside a locked cage - jades, diamonds, sapphires, emeralds, garnets, and gold rings formed a mountain of worth. We could barely navigate ourselves through, there was so much stuff.

"What is this monstrosity doing blocking the primary axis of the foyer?" "It's a chair, Julian. You sit in it. Groundbreaking concept, I know, given that your current furniture feels like it was sculpted by a sadist," she replied, leaning against the kitchen counter and taking a slow, defiant sip of her coffee. "It adds warmth. It breaks up the monotony of your fifty shades of grey."

"At mum's hospital, I've been seeing Zach too much these days." "Same Tiffany's ex?" Yvonne frowned. "What could that bitch be frequenting the hospital for? Don't tell me he has COVID," "You're nasty." Pascal hissed, continuing their stride. "I love you Pascal!" She jokingly laughed, skipping her legs as she followed him behind. -- [Julie's Furniture Store] As the standard for other stores in the country, the store was well packed with diverse designs of furnishings and house upholsteries. Not just couches and dinning sets and tables, but also bedframes and bedstands in unique categories.

Specialty furniture in lavish royal-boudoir accouterments, Cinderella lamps, crown-shaped cornices, tulle canopies, and Rococo children’s furniture. It's obvious that this room belongs to a lovely princess. "What are you doing here?" I jumped back and abruptly closes the door with a loud bang, and a shiver scattered through me. Slowly, I turned to see Dimitri leaning against the doorframe. Shit! I just throw myself at the den of the lion.

The wild west that’s for sure. We finally came to our destination. This furniture shop is a massive warehouse consignment furniture shop so they have a lot of more unique stuff that is harder to find online. It’s very cool. I’m just gonna help Natasha find some stuff here that might fit her tastes. “Natasha, we can put this one by the window.” I said, lying down at a couch. “Dear, we haven’t gone past this section yet.” Natasha chuckled. We totally got one of course and ended up looking at random furniture.

There were even new perfumes on the dresser, all three of my favorites. "Does August the Enforcer think he's going to win me over by providing my brand of perfume?" I knew the question wouldn't be answered. There were even hairbrushes and combs, books and magazines that I could enjoy. What was the man thinking? There was a French door on the opposite side, no doubt leading to a balcony or small deck, a comfy overstuffed leather chair positioned near a floor-to-ceiling window. Every piece of furniture was warm, the wood bird's-eye maple.

The titles ranged from tales of adventure to works of poetry, inviting him to immerse himself in the written word and lose himself in the magic of storytelling. Xavier continued to explore the room, running his fingers gently over the antique furniture and delicate trinkets. He marveled at the attention to detail and the sense of timelessness that permeated the space. It felt as if he had stumbled upon a hidden treasure trove, where dreams and fantasies were given physical form.

Ruby POV I sank into a large mahogany chair, its plush cushions and inviting design exuding an old-world luxury. The fabric was edged with gold tacks, giving the chair an elegant, almost regal presence. Before me, the table gleamed with a dazzling array of clear blue crystals, nothing like I'd ever seen. Everything in this pack house seemed to be crafted from precious stones and metals, a testament to their wealth and power. "Do you like my décor?" Gabe's mother asked, noticing my fascination with the unique table setting.

I muttered with a look of awe and admiration. It was like stepping into a fantasy library. The walls were soft-tone red with flecks of black and white. Shelves and shelves of books were neatly arranged in a circular manner. In the center was a little table with an unlit scented candle and two rows of beautiful bookmarks. Three chairs were alongside. There was also a coffee maker in the corner and a soft looking couch.

Orni didn't understand why everything is red in this room.  Orni started walking around the room and noticed a lot of weird furniture. She has never seen these types of furniture before and wondered why all of these are in VR's house.  " So, what do you think about this room?"VR asked suddenly and Orni was startled by his voice. Turning her head behind Orni asked him surprisingly," What's all these furniture? I never saw them." " These are called BDSM furniture. I decorated this room to practice BDSM with you. Isn't it erotic, angel?" VR whispered in Orni's ear very seductively.