King Size Overbed Table Novels & Stories

I went in and looked around. His room is pretty huge, decorated with luxurious things. His king-sized bed is placed in the middle of the room and there is a walk-in wardrobe. There is a built-in bedside table with a night light placed on it. The walls are rich in texture adding to the beauty of the room. There are a couch and a glass table on the side of the room. An empty wine bottle and a glass are placed on the table. He must be drinking at the night.

She just ran inside after he turned the lights on. "Wow! Aiden, this is breathtaking," she admitted as she admired the gold decor inside the room. The king bed was enormous also, with four thick golden posts going up in the air. Katherine giggled as she ran and jumped on the bed, lying down, running her hands over the gold silk sheets.

That’s never going to happen. I looked around for somewhere to sit so we could start. There was the gaming chair. And there was the bed. The bed was a California king, which I knew because I'd seen them in magazines and thought they looked like something you'd need a map to navigate. It sat in the middle of the room as big as a small country, covered in white linen sheets that were perfectly made, taking up a frankly irresponsible amount of floor space. Other than that, the room was surprisingly bare of any personality. Expensive, yes, but I thought that was on purpose.

In it was what I would consider a large family-sized dining table, capable of seating about ten people. The king sat at the head of this, and my first thought was that we didn’t see this man on live television anywhere near enough. When I saw him on TV, I always thought of him as a strong middle-aged king in the prime of life. What I saw without the lights and the makeup was a man entering his silver years, and not even with all that much style.

I mumbled. Damn he is good, I found a king single that I like that has heaps of storage drawers underneath but also has a bookcase at the top of the bedhead, a matching bedside table, a set of draws, a desk, chair, bookcase, mattress, pillows. The rest he said I can order online and get them to deliver, this lot he puts what he can in the car as they are in flat packs the rest he has gotten them to deliver at a cheaper cost than normal as the delivery driver wanted a photo with the car.

It was exactly what I imagined it would be. The king-sized bed sat in the center of the room, covered in black cotton sheets with a heavy charcoal throw folded neatly at the foot. Floor-to-ceiling windows, thick matte blackout curtains framed them. Dark oakwood panels trimmed the walls, and a large seascape oil painting hung high over the headboard. Everything smelled faintly of Amber musk and leather, rich, dark, and unmistakably him.

"Because the King's room is one of the most dangerous and needs to be very well guarded." I nodded. "Many things can be hidden..." I said quietly. "Yes." Soren then walked further to the left and I saw that there was a small corridor and then there was a rest and living room there, with a round table in black marble, with wooden chairs in dark red and black tones. The table is already set and the smell of food makes me forget all this opulence. I see that there's a bit of everything and most of it is something I like, so I quickly approach, grab a plate and serve myself.

“It’s great.” She had to remember he was talking about the size of her bed, not her wanting to jump his bones. “Terrific. Let’s get to it then.” He rolled gracefully and stood. Between the two of them, it didn’t take long to switch the beds. Becca glanced at the king-size bed in the guestroom when they were done. It was a little too big for the space but there was a small walkway at the end of the mattress to allow access to the bathroom.

One entire wall is just windows, the windows stretched from the floor all the way up to the ceiling, and through those windows, you could see the city lights of Seattle far away in the distance. The floor was made of polished wood that's so shiny you can almost see your face in it. There's a big cream colour rug under the bed, thick and very soft. His bed is massive. It's called a California King, which means it's even bigger than a regular king-size bed. The headboard—the part you lean against—is covered in expensive cream colour fabric. The bed sheets are tan colour with a navy blue blanket, super soft, but it costs a ridiculous amount of money. Everything is tucked in so tight and neat th

He rolled his eyes. "I hope you know that I don't like this." A frown was quick to form on her face. The whole left wall from the main room's door was glass while the wall to the right hand side was painted in a bright cream color and a big golden chandelier with diamonds was fixed at the middle of the white-colored beautiful ceiling. Small circular but extremely bright white lights formed a circle around the chandelier to further intensify its beauty. Four different wardrobes, joined side by side, rested against the wall to the right-hand side. There was the presence of a patently expensive circular glass table by the right-side of the king-sized bed that was against the glass-wall with two