Floating Shelf Bedside Table Novels & Stories

A dining table that held a 16 seat capacity was stationed right next to the living room. Wow. "You like it, little one?" Derek said, breaking me out of my reverie. I swung around and grinned. "I love it." There was a wall that divided the living room to another area. I went around it and gasped. It was the most gorgeous bedroom I have ever seen. The bed was so huge and the head rest had a golden pipping design around the edges. A two small lampshade was perched on both ends of the head rest, serving as a night light. The furniture adorned in the bedroom was similar to the living room. Classic and elegant. I stared back at the bed. It looked so soft and comfy and all I wanted to do was jump i

Poplar wood, MDF, Lacquer, and High gloss “Hunter! Can you please pinch me?” she did not realize that Hunter, instead of putting her down was enjoying every expression crossing her face. There was a study table in the corner with two chairs and a side lamp. The room also had a sofa set matching with the bedroom set. “God demit! F**k!” Hunter started laughing. “No way! It’s a dream! Right? Hunter, I said… pinch me!” Hunter nuzzled her neck with his nose and bit her lightly. “Ouch.”

The decorations also had a touch of white to them . The bed was queen sized and so fluffy that she couldn't resist bouncing on it . She stood on the bed and her feet was rewarded with the silkiest and fluffy material ever. She giggled in delight and bounced. She continued her tour of the room . A comfortable sized reading table and chair stood there elegantly!! All made in white ! . In the center of the room stood a huge beautiful vanity . With drawers beneath it. The top contain some skincare and make up product !! Variety of it !

My cellular phone was on top of the other. The cozy white sofa bed with a matching crystal table was placed near the door with a split or inverter-type of air-conditioner on top of it. A tall lampshade of about five feet was standing at the edge beside the action figures display and bookshelves. On my right side was a clear glass door, with elegant curtains on each side that separated the room from its sumptuous balcony. At the foot of the bed was a vast cabinet and a theater-sized TV. Following the course through the bedroom door was another door that could lead me to the bathroom, I guessed.

But the master bedroom occupied most of the entire floor. A king sized bed in the middle of the room. Behind it there is a cushioned board that sat from one corner yo the other. On one side of the bed there is A mid century modern coffee table just like the ones in the living room. But here they are not three but two. One circular and the other cyllindical.There is also a set of gold lights designed like a treee branch pinned in the corner. On the other side there is just a bed lap and a small table with a plant sat on it.

A dark wooden coffee table stood between the sofas, long, thin and polished to a high sheen. On the back wall were two dark wooden doors and between them was a small wet bar with etched mirrored shelves holding wine glasses and goblets. The walls had several sconce lights of antique brass that looked like bouquets of lilies, the light shades were frosted off-white glass with the tips a dark yellow resembling peddles. The windows were covered by cream-colored shades that had been opened about three inches, allowing the glow from the flood lights to filter through.

A bedside table held a sleek lamp, a small digital clock, and a landline phone. A dressing table stood against one wall, mirror framed in brushed gold, makeup brushes and palettes neatly arranged like they’d been waiting for me. The wardrobe doors were open; inside hung dresses, blouses, jeans, soft sweaters, even casual loungewear, all in my size. A row of flip-flops and flat sandals lined the bottom shelf. I turned in a slow circle, taking it in. No bars on the windows. No keypad on the door. No sense of being watched.

I took out time to go Furniture shopping. I walked into Home paradise furniture shop where I bought kitchen cabinets, a tall dresser, a tufted bed, side chairs with my favorite bright pink color to complement my light pink bedroom wall. A pink sofa, a Canaan oak acrylic console tables and a lot of things to make it feel warmer. After I paid, the house moving agency delivered everything and arrange them according to my illustration.

The coffee table in front of the sofa is a work of art, made of polished marble with delicate patterns etched into its surface. As I looked around, my eyes were drawn to the exquisite chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It sparkled and shimmered, casting a gentle cascade of light and shadow across the sitting room. The cold, velvety titles under my feet felt like walking on a cloud, its deep pile inviting me to take off my shoes and revel in their comfort.

Carrying my stolen prize with me, I wandered out of the kitchen and ran my fingers along the custom espresso wood shelving that displayed her books in perfect, flawless lines, accented by heavy 18k brushed gold bookends and matching high-end lighting fixtures. I laughed softly, dropping the empty plate onto a spotless marble side table, before sauntering into her private dressing room to change.