Gacha Backgrounds Bedroom Novels & Stories

He asked to which I nodded. I was fine already, just felt a little weak and in need of sleep. Mel came rushing out to us, I pity the poor girl, I wonder why he treats his maids badly. "Did you get the guest room ready?" He asked her and she nodded. " Yes sir" he dismissed her and helped me to the room. I was amazed by the room, on the walls were wallpapers of the Nickelodeon squads and pink paintings. The wardrobe was purple while the floor was made of purple shiny tiles.

I chime and walk out the kitchen. I skid up the stairs and dart into my bedroom. It has the same color scheme as the kitchen, white plastered walls, light grey-washed wooden floor. I have a white 4 poster bed with dark green sheets, a dark green fluffy chaise lounge with dusty white pillows and a fluffy dark green rug with golden details on it. My walls are decorated with a lot of photos from friends and family and in the corner stands a vanity table.

I wasn’t about to ask Shay or her for help, but it was why I spent most of my time on the futon in the living room. The bedroom was all clean lines, because that was how I needed it. The bed with its simple linens, two shaded chōchin lights that were dim, and behind me, a massive tapestry that provided most of the color in the room. It was of an enormous water dragon and had cost me over three hundred thousand to buy at an auction. Of course, if it had been at Sotheby’s, it’d have cost six times more…

It had stirred things that made her feel guilty inside her to the point where she wanted to tell him everything that had happened. When they got to a door, he pushed open the door and they stepped inside. The room was decorated in grey and black throughout, the bedspread, curtains, paints on the wall, and even the frame of the glass door that led to the balcony. It showed the masculinity of the one who owned the room. Unlike other places in the house, it was adorned with simple furniture aside from the king-sized bed. The glass door was opened so, Gabe walked there to close it, then he looked back at her to see her looking at the bed, and his wolf chanted in his head. “Our mate, our mate, ou

Chapter: 2 ****** Eighteen Years Later: ****** "Good morning, Boss," Bogo greeted as he entered the bedroom. He walked to his right and flicked on the light switch, flooding the room with blinding brightness from the chandelier. The magnificent bedroom, resembling something from a magazine page, reflected a wealth of vibrant colors. A cream-colored comforter covered the king-sized bed, complemented by a matching white quilt with gold embroidery framing the large windows overlooking the city.

Marcus says and River shakes his head. "I really \get to run it and be the face of it," River says, barely hiding the excited gleam in his eyes. They exit the room, and River switches off the light in the thought of his electricity bill in Manhattan. They approach another door, and the inside is coated by a stream of blue lights. A lavish bedroom, with every little wile off River's in sight. The matching, cherrywood dresser, which matches the large chest across the room from it. The table lamps on the ornate bedside tables, shimmering with a low-light setting. Even the rug around the bed, speaks of River's need for fancy even while he budgeted and bargained like a beast. In the centre of the

Her room has a balcony that overlooks the forestland at the back just like mine, since we are side to side guest rooms. The large queen size bed dominates the room and is covered with a beautiful white bedspread and on the end a handmade quilt. I know my mother made this when I was a young girl. It’s very pretty with lavender flowers all over it. One day, I might try and make something like this. Ha, who am I trying to kid? I never have time for any hobbies; I live and breathe National Geographic. Maybe when I am older and retired. “He is an ass that is why, Rache. The guy loves himself. He is conceited.”

“Should we… Go inside your room, now?” “I would love that.” Said Gale with a hoarse voice. They were in a hurry to go inside Gale’s room, as he closed and locked his sliding door, Sky nervously looked around his room, it was not as spacious as Soma’s room, but it also had a kitchenette, and a living room with a view of a garden by the window. The bed is in the next room, a large futon with a beautiful oak dresser. “I… I need to wash myself first…” She reluctantly tells Gale, as she feels Soma’s trace still leaking from her womanhood.

The bedroom screamed of luxury and masculinity, every detail carefully curated to embody Alpha Galan's unique taste. "Wow!" A gasps escaped my lips as I instinctively used my hand to cover my mouth. The walls were adorned with sleek, black paneling, contrasted by vibrant crimson accents. A large, ornate canopy bed stood as the centerpiece, draped in flowing silk curtains that cascaded like bloodred waterfalls. My gaze trailed along the room, taking in the plush velvet armchairs, the polished mahogany furniture, and the custom-made art pieces that adorned the walls. Alpha Galan's red eyes shone in the dimly lit room, reflecting the surprised that danced across my face. Hi gaze was fixed on my

She was famished and exhausted but still had energy to prepared herself for Black Mamba She looked around The bedroom that was enormous , decorated in red roses and scented candles . Taapur nervously watched the whole room . It was the third time she came in his room and each time was embarrassing for her but this time , for the first time , Taapur took notice of the room and noted the small things in her mind His room was painted in a black and gray screaming his masculine and Dominating personality . Room was dimly lit , making her panick . She found herself standing a few feet away from a large king sized bed .