Novel Möbel Novels & Stories

The elevator’s hush hadn’t faded before tension thickened outside Lavielle Marrowen’s office like rolling storm clouds. Jonas Reed braced both palms on the polished marble opposite the carved doors. Sweat dotted his temples—part nerves, part vicarious embarrassment. “That tiger is about to remodel the furniture—using Mia.” Arlo Keene, unbothered as ever, scrolled his tablet without lifting his eyes. “Desk is obsidian-core with carbon-steel struts. We’ll hear the screws beg for mercy before it snaps. Director’s thorough.”

Mabel would have been bummed but she'd understand. Mabel had eschewed the modern minimalism so popular with her brethren in favor of hand-crafted furniture and rich jewel tones. Turkish and Persian silk rugs covered the gleaming floors, and lush velvet drapes framed floor-to-ceiling windows boasting panoramic views of Central Park and the city’s iconic skyline. I passed two sitting rooms, four powder rooms, one screening room, and one gaming lounge before I entered the long, skylit gallery where the actual exhibition took place. For the first time since I arrived, my gaze didn't search for my date. I hadn’t spotted Mabel yet, but she was most likely…

I took a deep breath, and stepped in, Nova at my heels. The living area was spacious, with wood floors, and an old couch that was once red but was fading into pink, the corners tarnished with black markings. There was a throw rug in the center, my eyes trying to decipher the design. It looked like a bear, but a moose could also be the design of it. Nova flopped on the couch, kicking off her shoes, and Zomb drifted off to a small fridge in a tiny area that looked like the kitchen. I could see some pots, pans, and dishes piled in the sink. Zomb frowned, but pulled out two cans of juice.

Moo Shang also agree to Moo Sheng suggestions . " Okay ... It's good both of you know how to help people with your space ability . " Elina sighs . " Okay... let's go back to our room . You need to rest now ." Adrian Said to Elina . After their parents walks out from the triplets suites ,Moo Shang and Moo Sheng make their way to the furniture mall . Moo Shang plan to keep more types of furniture in his furniture warehouse especially beds , sofa and dining table . He also wants to add the electronic equipment like fans ,heater ,aircond and kitchen electronic equipments like rice cooker ,oven and water heater .

Inside it smells like wax and neoprene and wood shavings and salt, and the boards hanging on the walls are beautiful, functional objects in the way that tools sometimes become art through pure honesty of purpose. The cellar stairs are behind a door at the back of the showroom. Down them: cinder block walls, a cement floor, a dehumidifier that runs constant, two futons, blow up mattresses, built-in shelving along one wall already stocked—water, flashlights, a hand-crank radio, canned goods in orderly rows. Yes, definitely seems hurricane rated. They carry bags down. Mia carries the dollhouse herself, both arms wrapped around it, and places it on the low shelf beside the couch with ceremonial

Or maybe there just wasn't anything here that people thought was worth taking. Either way, no one had been here before her. Furniture filled every corner. Classic designs, modern pieces, luxury builds, minimalist styles, futuristic concepts… Furniture from around the world filled the space, designs bold and wildly varied. If you could imagine it, they could build it. Nicole didn't stop to pick anything up. She headed straight for the top-floor furniture museum. The power was out. Darkness swallowed everything, leaving only the echo of her footsteps in the vast, empty hall.

She really didn't want to be noticing how elegant and lavish the place was but the eye eyes what it wants. Every antique and piece of furniture was designed to blend in with the theme; a rivulets of black and grey. If the colour wasn't a dark black then it was a drab grey, on all of the Möbel. It suited him, she found herself thinking and reprimanded herself immediately thereafter. She didn't know anything about the man, and it was vital that she kept her thoughts to herself where he was concerned.

He replied, curtly. Jodie enters with a tablet, she wears a short tight dress that exposes her curvy hips and a red shiny lipstick. “Mr. Morello,” she grinned. “We have found a new project to form an alliance with. It is reported that the company had made a lot of sales this time, but the CEO of the business still remains anonymous.” Dominic raised a brow, “What company is that?” Jodie stepped forward. “The resin gallery. They deal with products like jewelry, perfumes and a lot more.”

As a powerful figure in the commercial world, Chairman Moore was desired by countless ladies, desperate to be with him, and yet Mandy had never seen him interested in any woman throughout the years. However, when the chairman explicitly asked her to find out about that woman, she obliged and compiled detailed information about the woman in the shortest amount of time. “Got it.” Henry Moore acknowledged with a deep voice and nodded with an indifferent expression, hinting her to leave. Mandy bowed respectfully and left. Henry had an extremely spacious black-and-white themed office. His leather couch and solid refined wood desk were unique designs created by famous European designers, the furni