Half Circle Coffee Table Novels & Stories

Amanda looked around the cottage. It was devoid of any human presence but it was not, in any way, empty. In the middle of the living room is a low center table made of Maplewood, surrounded by 3 3-seater upholstered couches. Piles of what seemed like glossy paper-bound tomes were on top and at the bottom of the center table. As she saw earlier, the windows were closed but the curtains were drawn to the side to give a view of the garden outside.

It was entirely designed in shades of brown; the Caffe latte style, as I was to discover later. Shades of walnut and bronze blended with each other in such an aesthetic way that I looked about me, wide-eyed. The modern pieces of furniture were also so perfectly aligned with mid-century woodwork, I wanted to stand and gape. The elegant, marble and wood dining table, oval in shape, could easily seat 12 people, I thought, my heart hammering. But St Just was already at the table, drawing out a chair for me and I hurried across. As I sat, my shoulder brushed against his chest and I felt a frisson of …something undefinable. I looked up and saw the way his firm mouth tightened.

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.

As we walked I observed the restaurant, it seemed so beautiful in its decoration, it had months of wood and chairs of the best quality, we walked through the large lower hall and up long glass stairs, arriving at the second floor, we found the same decoration as below, although it was daytime, the lights illuminated dimly, we continued down a narrow hallway as we passed through the tables. Arriving at a secluded room, with a circular wooden table, which had a retro style armchair from the other side; it almost looked like a circular table, two semicircular chairs in front with metal base and from the middle of the table hanging from the ceiling fell three candle type candles. When I was at t

The curtains were up, revealing some expensive French windows where invigorating breeze ran in through. His eyes did not miss the arrangement of the couches; it was in the form of half a moon at one side, half a moon at the other side, such that opposite chairs faced each other. Right in the centre was a polished table that shone of expensive sycamore. At the far end of this sitting area were lots of neatly stuffed books in a shelf; he wished his bookshelves looked half as good as those. The whole place was rugged. There was a little platform at the vertical end, with parted curtains that revealed a table, some seats and kitchen utensils; he couldn't see the table vividly. But he could see t

Henry said, holding the door open for her to come in. Zoe stepped into the room and was dazed by what she saw. The room was breathtaking. It was more like a living room and bedroom combined. The living room consisted of a huge television attached to the wall and two sofas facing each other, and a center table made out of glance standing in between them. Its stands were made of gold, and its edges were designed with silver. The north walls were made of a see-through glass that showed the beautiful view of the city; the night was even a spec to behold. There was a study table in one corner with an apple laptop. He's genuinely a businessman.

I had my expectations, they have definitely been exceeded with such magnificent work. Not to mention the other space, this dining room is modern but at the same time breathes a retro air that gives it a lot of personality. I can notice a large square dining table, a sturdy piece with a comfortable metal central foot, matching the ceiling lamp. The chairs, with tufting, studs and decorative scrolls, are an updated classic.

I can get around quite smoothly without being noticed. I just need to make my way to the front and sit at the high table. The ones who decorated the hall did a good job. Round tables were spread out with a grey and peach colour theme. Assorted floral centerpieces were atop the tables with golden platters placed in front of each seat. There's a golden long carpet leading to the front but to avoid grabbing attention, I decide to move through the crowd so it looks like I'm just going to one of the round tables. My goal is the long table at the very front but I don't think it will help with not grabbing too much attention. Everyone can see me if I sit up there.

They didn't go to the Axton Hotel this time, and Clara was grateful for that. "I don't want to celebrate anything with you." "Well, that's not the ‘thank you’ I was hoping for.” "You know that I'm not thanking you," she retorted. "Whatever, you're graduating, and I don't see anything wrong with celebrating it. So, don't try to ruin my plans, Cla." *** Clara couldn't help but be amazed when she saw a table full of food in a special room at the end of the restaurant. That restaurant had a unique interior where each table was circular with long half-circle seats on one side—facing a large glass window that allowed all visitors to gaze outside.