Novel Couchtisch Novels & Stories

So many things are running in her mind that she didn't notice the strange looks they were getting. Nikolai gently made her sit on the couch in his huge cabin. There is a glass table placed in the center of the room with Floor to ceiling glass wall as its back drop. A black couch is placed to the right side of the room with a glass center table. A coffee machine with a couple of cups and a small refrigerator are placed on the left side.

He simply offered his hand, and she took it wordlessly as they entered the house. Their room was as immaculate as always with warm lights, soft ivory curtains, and an elegant king-sized bed that looked like a cloud. But tonight, suddenly something else caught Natalia’s attention. A couch, newly placed near the window. Her brows furrowed slightly. “It wasn't here before. Where did this come from?” she asked softly, almost to herself. Knox, loosening his tie, only gave her a faint, unreadable smile.

It also gave it a street vibes. They were chairs inside the hall but not like a normal chair, they were like couch but still maintained the ideology of a chair and also, when someone sit on the couch, their legs would touch the floor and even could be folded blackly if one wants to. Basically, the intentionality of the choice of the chair gave a cozy Pun party because the couch seemed round but not a circle shape, almost a circle shape.

Caitlin, Wayne, and the stranger in the restroom were the total of his sexual prowess. Hardly enough to attract a sophisticated foreigner. Dale sighed and put away the vacuum cleaner and the other cleaning supplies, his movements theatrical even with no audience. He looked around the rooms, starting with the living room, channeling his inner Martha Stewart with a dash of obsessive-compulsive disorder. The couch cushions were fluffed and displayed to Kirk's specifications, the large purple ones diamond and the small cream one squared, in a pattern along the large cream four-seater. The same went for the armchairs on either side. On the lilac and cream rug in front of the sofa, a brass mermaid

“Want to dance?” “I’d love to.” The room was large, with a white couch and a coffee table to the back wall on the left side, an empty wall on the left side of the house with a large window that was closed behind long white curtains, on the right wall was a large flatscreen television with a cabinet to the other end. The cabinet held a stereo, books, and pictures, along with a trophy or two. It was all clean and tidy without a speck of dust.

"You can sit on the lounge over there while you wait." I pointed on the lounge area beside the bed. There was a flat-screen television in front of the glass coffee table, placed in the middle of the white cushioned couch. There was also a chandelier that hung above it, and cream-colored, fur carpet beneath the furniture. The tiny living area in this bedroom was well-kept and sophisticated.

Tisha shook her head in mock pity. “Come on.” Annabelle said as she dragged her friend by the arm and entered the house, the rest following behind. “ It’s time for business.” The inside was well decorated. There were three couches ,a rug on the floor and a huge shelf full of books. There were a lot of doors that led to corridors. There was verandah that showed the view of a stream at the back of the house. “Make yourself at home.” Tisha said and they all sat down at a couch.

The only furniture that decorated the whole bottom floor was a couch, a few stools at the kitchen counter and a very large bed in the other corner of the room. Looking at how neatly it was made and the candle beside the bed, Mory grinned to herself and wondered if he’d been expecting her. As Haldir took a bottle of wine from the counter and opened it, Mory sunk down onto the flannel lined couch while she took off her hat. Sitting it on the coffee table, Mory pulled her gloves off and put them on top. Watching Haldir move around the kitchen, Mory unzipped her jacket then pulled it off slowly and folded it over the side of the couch.

“Yes. I wonder how you didn't notice it as you entered.” “I was too hungry to notice anything.” “All this is so pretty. And you got everything in pink too?” Alice gushed over the various items. “Yes. The couch is a rare one. It's adjustable and basically adjusts the best positions.” “And you got me books too?” Alice said pulling out the volumes of books.” “I figured that you may be a bit bored by yourself.”

On his right was a complete set of white chaise sofas with throw pillows of various colors and a purple, three seater, camel back couch that was completely out of place. Something told him it was his master's throne, afterall, it was purple. He nearly rolled his eyes. Facing the set of chairs was a brown coffee table placed against the wall with a set of sound systems arranged on it. On the wall above it was a very large TV. On each side of the TV was a shelf shaped like a huge cat lying on the ground. The selves housed different kinds of totems, figurines, seashells and other things Ben couldn't identify at a glance.