Fantasy's Furniture Novels & Stories

😋 I'm a good predictor😏 I sat down in the living room waiting for the girls, What exactly do they do in there rooms all day. Jake came down the stairs dressed for a special occasion. "Whats up" I said "I'm going out" he said "Oh, to where exactly" I asked "You'll soon find out, bit for now I'll stay here for a while before going" he said and joined me on the couch Nikki POV "That's perfect, its perfect" I said "I love it too" Alice said "You look ugly Alice" jean said "You're no fun" Alice said I missed them a lot "Do you think he'll like it?" Alice asked and jean nodded

Despite both of them were very real, thanks to the setting, and also since we were on earth, everything seems like a fantasy world that I just made up. “You all see here…this is the world that I called…Fantasma….it’s a world of Medieval fantasy…where there’s a swords, monsters, dragon…and everything that you can Imagine..magics too…I want you all to keep this in mind….these is the setting that I wanted….the vibes had to be maintained as it is…no matter what…”.

The wood furniture looked hand carved with images one normally found in a museum. “Are you okay?” Alessandra asked. “You’re staring around like you’re scared.” Charlotte laughed, walked closer to the fire, and took the one seat she didn’t mind wetting with the snow off her coat. “Your home is gorgeous, but everything looks so valuable and priceless. I’m afraid to touch anything.” Alessandra glanced at Brecc and Eros and broke into giggles. “Trust me when I tell you our furniture can withstand anything. My little one is crawling and nothing has broken or fallen over. You’re fine.”

"Get me something from Graci. A brand new set of living room furniture, and a white pure wool carpet. Bring them all to the Nolan Manor." After looking around, he added, "Don’t forget the exclusive crystal chandelier they made for me. Oh, get two Bruno dresses from next door too. They’re for Mel. And be quick!" Frederick was shocked when he heard that. He had underestimated their intimacy. It was too much! Graci was a furniture brand that specialized in high-end luxury goods. Most of the furniture was made of precious wood, or at least of old mahogany. Any piece from them was expensive.

There is a roaring fireplace that stretches all the way up to a tall ceiling, stone dragons making side pieces of the fireplace, holding it together in the fire. There isn’t much here for an immortal male, but maybe he isn’t a hoarder like I am. I’d only need a hundred years to overfill a room like this in pictures, statues, and furniture. I really don’t like to throw things away. There’s two wardrobes, dark and looming over the room like their owner. A chess set rests on the tip of a counter, and on the wall are a few paintings of a forest. I’m surprised to see a guitar lying against the side of the cabinet, its handle making it look like it’s used often.

Her mansion is purely vintage. The walls are bookshelves overcrowded with books, even the lengthy table in the middle of this space is occupied with books and blueprints of magic—just like how messy a mage could be. I laid the carrier on the table, silently, observing her motions that might seem alarming while she's performing enchantment to Hedwelch and Danteleon.

Above it was a headboard covered with a buttery soft velvet fabric. In one corner of the room, there was a cozy reading corner, complete with a comfortable armchair and matching stool. The armchair is upholstered in a soft chenille fabric, and the footstool is upholstered in luxurious faux fur, making it the perfect place to curl up with a good book or a cup of tea. Who designed this incredibly cozy room? "The young master said that the empty side would be for your baby box," Bella pointed to the empty corner on the other side.

“You smiled while threatening them.” Fair. Unfortunately fair. I folded my arms while glaring at him suspiciously. “You’re becoming annoying in your old age.” “I’m immortal here, remember?” “That sounds fake.” “It’s not.” “You still look twenty eight.” “Thank you.” “That wasn’t a compliment.” Jayden laughed again before pulling me toward the giant couch near the fireplace. The entire room looked ridiculous honestly. Massive crystal chandeliers. Black marble floors. Paintings everywhere. Golden walls. This man was living like a supernatural billionaire king straight out of fantasy romance novels and somehow nobody thought to warn me.

Maybe Zion had had the room freshly painted, although for what means she couldn’t be sure. A huge, cream faux fur rug covered the wooden flooring in the right side of the room, thoughtfully placed before the rustic log burner which resided in the wall. Keeping with the theme, a double mahogany book shelf leaned against the wall in front of her, filling out the space just before the door. Brielle couldn’t be certain, but if she had to guess she would imagine there would be around 100 books neatly stored in there. Besides her was a cream, velvet reading chair that looked out through to the window. It was strangely large, big enough for perhaps herself and all three of her mates to rest on.

Finally, he turned to Adrian, his tone neutral, "Mr. Adrian, please take your seat." However, Adrian did not immediately sit down. His senses, which were always on high alert, had already detected Anisa's movements. He noticed Anisa leading a dozen workers toward the storage room of the restaurant and located a huge wooden box that was about two meters high and three meters wide and long. When the giant box was opened, Adrian saw what was inside—a massive dragon armchair. The four legs, armrests, and backrest were all carved with lifelike dragons of various colors, including red, black, and yellow.