Hunter X Hunter Themed Room Novels & Stories

They understood the pack's dynamics more than I did. "Is Rhea alright?" I directed my question to Hunter. "She's going to be just fine," he responded, his smile reassuring and calm. Kael guided me into the largest room I had ever stepped foot in. Its interior took my breath away. Dominating the centre was a massive king-sized bed adorned with an assortment of plush pillows. On either side, floating nightstands held modern lamps that cast a warm, inviting light across the room. A cozy sitting area featured a sofa and two armchairs, creating a perfect spot for relaxation. Adjacent to the bedroom, a walk-in wardrobe boasted floor-to-ceiling mirrors and custom-built cabinets, meticulously organi

I knocked again and after waiting and getting no response, I entered myself. His room was technically all black. From his curtain drapes, to his center rugs, to sofas and even bedsheets. The only thing white in here is the walls. On noticing the walls, I saw drawings. So many distinctive drawings either in frames or pinned freely to the wall. Exactly where Louisa got her talent's. Hunter was a perfection with a pencil, these are the kind of art they sell for millions at auctions and yet here they are being used as wall decor in Hunter's bedroom.

I pick up the floral jacket from my bed and put it on before walking out of the room. I match to Hunter's room. I knocked on door to find it open. Hunter? "I called and enter the room. What! Is hunter crazy? Who paint his room black. Gosh. It would have been worse if there isn't some shade of cream coloured paint that was dotted. It looks weird for a room. "Hunter? "I called again seeing no sign of him in the bedroom. Feeling daring I move to check the bathroom. It was empty. I sigh and walk out of the room. I walk down the hallway.

I replied. “Alright. The bathroom’s that way.” Xander pointed to a door on the right side of the room. I nodded and entered the bathroom. After completing my morning routine, I stepped back into the room, taking in my surroundings. The spacious room boasted a king-size bed and soft white furnishings that exuded comfort. A golden chandelier and a wall-mounted TV added a touch of luxury. The silver and ivory furniture, along with beautiful paintings, created a serene atmosphere. The floor-to-ceiling windows showcased a breathtaking view of the forest.

Hunter laughed when he opened the door to the room, a laughter that echoed with a hint of mischief. “I think you're going to hate this.” I approached, and upon seeing the interior, I understood the reason for Hunter's laughter. The room was a disconcerting blend of exaggerated romance, filled with details that only a love-struck couple could appreciate. Swan-shaped towels, rose petals carefully scattered on the bed, and soft lighting contributed to the intimate atmosphere. However, Hunter and I were far from being a couple.

Emily explained that when they moved in here, Hunter chose to first room closest to the front door because he believed he needed to protect his pack by leading from the front. “We thought you would like to start decorating as soon as possible, so there was no time to waste.” Hunter’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts and we looked at the room. I couldn’t really imagine what it would look like when it was decorated since I hadn’t even thought of it just yet. I turned and smiled at him, thanking him with a quick kiss before turning my attention to the pack and thanking them.

The wall was slid to the side and light was coming from inside. Hunter tilted his head to tell Rashid to move in behind him. They were careful as they snuck inside the room. Once again they threw themselves by the wall as their fingers tightened around their guns. Hunter counted to ten before he glimpsed beyond the wall-door furtively. There were wigs, cosplay silicone masks, a long mirror with bulbs fixed around its border, lots of makeup scattered around the floor, both broken and intact. Hunter's eyes popped out of their sockets. It was as if he’d stumbled straight into a dressing room from the backstage world of a theater.

It feels like I am walking on a cloud due to the memory foam bottom. My bed is on one of the moss walls and takes up the entire thing. I found on this shopping website a wicker type hanging circular chair that you can roll to sleep in and it kind of resembles a birds nest. I think I would like that better and want to hang it in front of the forrest wall to feel like I am sleeping in the trees. Sebastian picked out a wax burner that has the scent "Forest Floor" in it and it smells very similar to the woods and is a very comforting scent that fits perfectly with the theme of my room. I was nervous moving into the house after what happened last time, but Jaxon said my room is made completely of

Celeste howls in my head and I feel the heartbreak coming from her. I follow Harrison upstairs and stop outside a bedroom that is no doubt Malachi’s. “Dahlia, this is my room. Come see.” I smile as I look away from Malachi’s bedroom and walk into Harrisons. I smile as I take in his room. He has Avenger’s wallpaper and bedding. His toys are in tidy bins under the window. His wardrobe and chest of drawers are by the wall next to the door. Malachi has done a brilliant job. It’s a shame he chose someone else over his pup.

I was my own worst critic, and he could break through that when nobody else could. “I love the idea. What if we had themes for the different rooms?” he proposed. “I’d love a galaxy theme for the bedroom though.” That would actually be a really cool idea. The possibilities would be endless. I was not an overly artistic person, but I did love bringing things to life. “We could do one that incorporates Moira’s stream and mountain trail that Zen loves. The bathroom would be a great choice for that one.” Zen pushed forward and gave me his wolfish grin. “I love it. Thank you.”