Omori Rooms Novels & Stories

The people went around each corners of the palace to check and admire the surroundings,and to their surprise the rooms they got to know by the help of Sonia,each of the rooms door was plastered with a beautiful inscription of their names,that is each of the people's names were written boldly at the entrance of each of the doors,indicating that the particular room was meant for each of the people,so they know which one was theirs. Monie found her room,as shown by the inscription written on the entrance of the door,and when she entered,it was like a beautiful little palace,every where was spacious,the bed alone was so soft and wide,that one will think he or she is sinking inside the bed,the ba

I’ve never seen anything like it. The woman carries me up several staircases and down many halls before coming to two large, ornate doors. She gently pushes them open with her foot and once again my jaw drops to the ground. Is this my room? It’s the largest room I’ve ever seen, you could fit all the ranked suites at the packhouse in this one room. The walls are an orange-red shade with large orange-red pillars spaced down the right and left-hand sides of the room. Red chiffon cascades from the ceiling and pink chiffon hangs near every pillar. Large, gold bell-shaped lanterns are spaced between each pillar and that’s not the most extravagant part. There’s a built-in pond in the middle of the

Pushing aside my weariness of the set up, I slipped into the seat directly opposite him while skeptically surveying the hidden room. Surrounding the old wooden table we were currently seated at, which I realized after I'd say, lone fibres sticking out of the flat surface, only lightly. The room was lit, the light beginning to deeply irritate me. It was then I noticed the dark coloured furniture scattered around the edges, with a gigantic growling lion head plastered on the wall diagonal to the table, which was rather fitting for the archaic aura it gave off, especially with him seated opposite me like the king of the jungle himself. He looked at me like he knew something I didn't and I hated

She bit down on her bottom lip, following behind him as he shoved one door open and stepped in first, scanning the space with sharp, feral precision before gesturing for her to follow. The room was small and dingy, with a fireplace in the corner covered in snow coming in through the chimney, broken pieces of furniture lying around and a cabinet in what looked like a makeshift kitchen, but the roof was still intact for the most part. Without a word, Orion crossed to it, rummaging through the shelves. They were empty, except for a few wooden utensils and a single rusted can of baked beans. He picked it up, examining it in his hand before glancing over his shoulder.

The room around her was large and dim and she did not recognize the curtains or the furniture or the particular way the morning light was coming through the gap in the drapes and falling across the floor in one long pale strip. She turned her head and looked around properly and then everything caught up at once. Orion's room. She knew it without being told. The room had the same quality he did, large and unhurried and dark in its colors, nothing ornate, nothing that was there just to be looked at. The furniture was heavy dark wood and the curtains were deep green and everything was exactly where it was supposed to be without being arranged. She had never been inside this room before and she

Damien says, bowing. He walks off to the other side of the restaurant, leaving us to be escorted by the hostess. We are led to an isolated compartment called a tatami room. Again, traditional style with white opaque windows set in a black frame. She opens the sliding doors to a sparsely decorated with black and white accents.

Yet despite that fact, the room inside the folded space looked no different from a normal room, although the one that they have right now did not have any door or windows at all Its walls were painted with the color of ivory white, making the room looked more spacious than it already was. The room was already spacious, to begin with. In fact, it could fit all six of them inside without them getting cramped. There was barely any furniture inside the room aside from a single wooden chair and bed, and it only made the place looked rather empty. On the corner of the room sat the single bed that Monami used during her recovery period. When their eyes finally landed on the bed, that as the only ti

He droned on as he walked us through the floor. “The ground floor has the entrance room, reception, throne room, restaurant with kitchen, breakfast room, music hall, and two bathrooms.” He worriedly said when we passed the ‘throne room.’ I wrinkled my nose and poked my head inside. “We are burning everything in this room, Tesoro Mio. It reeks of Icky Iggy. And we don’t need a throne room.” “Fully agreed. It can be like the multipurpose room you have at the town hall in Incubi. Used for hosting events and the like.” Darren nodded as the tour continued.

I looked back at Laurence and saw that Toru had woken up from the movements and was watching us with interest with his furry little body curled up in his kimono he had transformed out of. "It's a pleasure having company," he mused as he lead us into his modern home. There was a huge fountain with koi fish inside as we walked into a night room. A TV and couches were placed off to the side. He lead us past it and into an elevator where he took us up to a hall on the fourth floor. He lead us down it and stopped at a door. "This is where Charles and Pierre are rooming." He pointed to a door across from it. "That's where you'll be rooming, Rosario." He walked down the hall a bit and to the next s

“Let’s go. My fiance is still busy and I’m planning to retire early for the day.” The maid lead her inside while the other three followed from behind. The interior of the house looked more expensive compared to how it looked from the outside. “Your room, madame.” “Thank you. Can I invite you inside? I might need your assistance since I still don’t know my way around”, Oriana requested to which the maid gladly obliged. Oriana plopped down on the bed and placed the briefcase beside her. “So, any update?” “Within our six-month stay, the only room that is suspicious is the one where the he stays. We’ve tried our best but his room answers only to him. Hacking into the system is impossible and sne