Mystery White Marble Novels & Stories

The bathroom was all white, just like the villa. The floor, adorned with meticulously laid marble tiles, gleamed like a mirror, reflecting the elegant fixtures and fittings that adorned the room. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the centerpiece, an oversized, freestanding bathtub that sat regally in the middle of the chamber, its sleek curves and gleaming chrome taps which promised a truly indulgent soak that she could not wait to take.

Something in me has stopped asking for permission. The white door swings inward, and I step into the dark, and it lights up. A soft, silver-white light comes alive inside the walls as I walk past. It spreads ahead of me like ripples across water. I know that light, I've seen it glowing beneath my own skin, and suddenly I'm standing in a hall of white marble. It's enormous. The ceiling is so high that it disappears into the shadows above. Huge columns rise like frozen trees, holding it up.

“Okay, let me just freshen up. Where should I meet you?” “Elevators.” I nod again and take my purse to my private bathroom. This room was just as nice as the rest of the…no, my office. It had bright white tiles that had some type of veining init that shimmered in the light. The sink was this amazing white marble with an iridescence, like an abalone shell. Green accents that complemented the view from my window were all around the room. The large picture mirror was framed in sea bleached wood. It’s the only rustic piece in here and yet it fits perfectly.

Imagine how many donuts or burgers I could get with all that money. Livi, who was beside me, was also mesmerized by the design of this room. Now, she was observing a pair of gargoyle statues displayed on the right and left sides of the door. There was a white gargoyle statue with blunt teeth and a radiant smile. I was sure from its shape that it was a gargoyle monster, but since when were gargoyles white and had a cute appearance with a radiant smile? "A peculiar artistic touch," I thought to myself as I looked at the two statues.

With how far back they were going, would it be possible to ensure privacy? Marcus took an unexpected turn at one of the shelves, and the aisle ended with a mural on the stone wall. A gleaming and intricate painting of a glorious city sprawled out between the shelves. The spires of towering buildings were etched with gold, and various gemstones embedded in the rock made the entire scene burst with color. Sidia was momentarily distracted by the work of art, but Marcus brought her attention back quite easily.

As his rules of insight spread out, it was blocked when it reached the white marble floor. Instead of disappointment, Philip felt a surge of joy. Since the white marble had such an effect, it meant that the real hall was under the marble. Philip unleashed his earth element to its limit. With his actions, the real hall under the white marble revealed its true face. Finally, Philip saw the whole hall that seemed carved out of a whole block of white marble. Philip searched all over but could not find the entrance to this hall.

If he can give me a hickey, it's not a big deal to hold his hand. I slip my hand in his. He presses his thumb on the back of my fingers and tugs me up. When I step out of the room. I freeze. This place is heaven. White Mansion! White marble shines like glass so that I can see my face in it. I tighten my fingers around his calloused fingers. I glance at the roof, there is a huge chandelier hanging against the roof. They are shining bright with a slight ray of sun.

I check the labels and I am amazed, they are all size 10, my size. The stitches are also perfect like they belong to royalty. The last words of Kael echoes in my head and I quickly rush to the bathroom. Oh Bloody moon. The bathroom steals my breath the moment I step inside. White marble gleams from floor to ceiling, streaked with gold that shimmer under the soft amber glow of the overhead lights. The air smells faintly of lavender and something expensive. The kind of scent that clings to luxury. I run my palm over the smooth edge of the sink, it’s carved from a single slab of marble, flawless and cool against my fingers. The mirror above it stretches wide, rimmed with golden trim.

The majestic stencil art hanging over the door breathed nothing but elegance and class. “Crap…” I cussed under my breath as I realised just how much I had messed it all up. That was probably the place with the big boys in town and that meant that I had an even wider range of running into someone who could change my life for good. After taking in a deep breath, I breathed out and started walking towards door. I had my breath taken away even more as I was finally seeing what the interior was like. The white marble floors flawlessly reflected the magnificent light from the chandeliers in a way that made it all looks heavenly.

We stumbled into a few rooms that were just as big as the ballroom. One was a massive library with books from floor to ceiling. There was even an elevator to take you up each level. Another was a theater with rows of comfortable leather chairs and a massive wall to project a movie. We continued following the curves of the cooridors, some rooms locked and others were left open to be discovered. The rooms were all astonishing and did not disappoint as we stood amazed at our findings. “ Hey look at this” Ryan said pointing to a white marble statue. We all gathered around looking at this huge masterpiece. It was a woman in a flowing gown that rippled down her body. Her hand was up in front of he