روايات وقصص ضمن Onyx Room House Of Yes

At three in the afternoon, I drove down to the Peninsula Hotel. The moment I reached the entrance of the lawn, a familiar voice in conversation caught my attention. “Aiden, the floral arch design is made of champagne roses, just like the setup I told James about. “The crystal stage looks more stunning in reality than in the design mock-ups.” Through the flower wall, I saw Sarah looping her arms through Aiden’s as they stood on the lawn, appraising the venue with approval. My heart stopped for a brief second. Inhaling deeply, I took strides over.

Bentley scowls and I scoff. The door slams open and we all jolt looking up to see and entirely pissed off Onyx. His eyes scan the room and the second they land on me, I can see the tension release. It’s not much, just a simple falling of his shoulders before he rolls them back and focuses on the scrawny Patrick and scared as shit Bently. “I heard a rumor…” Onyx says, sauntering into the room. Atticus follows behind him. “That two guys were dragging a female to their dorm room.”

After Artemis had shown me the nooks and crannies of Mount Olympia, and the mansion, she took me to her room. Her room was well furnished, and had several paintings of wild animals. There was an opening which made the roof a see-through. You could see the skies through it. Her room was decorated with white and silver. Her queen sized bed, had a silver bedspread on it. "What would you like to eat?" She asked. I didn't have any appetite for food, I was too excited to, I was in a whole new world, a whole new level, and a whole new reality—with gods.

The place was quite impressive. As they entered the room, Myla couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the surroundings. The walls were pristine white, adorned with LED lights shaped like vines in the corners, casting a gentle yellow glow that exuded pure joy. The furniture matched the theme, all in white, and a very light yellow center rug added a subtle touch of color. A large flat-screen TV graced one wall, and surprisingly, there was a chandelier, which was both fitting and unexpected, not quite what she would have imagined for Noah.

My jaw dropped as soon as the door opened. There was a very big staircase leading to the rooms of the house. It was really big on the inside and there was a living room on the right area and a mini bar on the left to unwind but there are so many curtains everywhere, it's a combination of black, dark blue and silver curtains covering the glass walls. Well, half of the house is made of glass but there is no shade of light, only darkness. "Welcome home, Mrs. Xiu, this is my hell," Rodney said

I carried Sapphire up to our room and looked at all that she had done in the room with the helpers. The walls were gold, silver, black, white, green, and green marble, just like our desks. Our dressers, end tables, and bed frame were all made from oak trees. The carpets were gold and black plaid style and the curtains were silver and white with little green and blue designs. The bed was a California King and took up a lot of space in the huge room. The bedding looked like the walls, making me smile as I walked to the left side of the bed and placed our queen down onto her feet, so we could all change into our sleepwear. Slipping into bed, I wrapped my arms around our mate, Onyx doing the sam

I whisper to her, then turn to face Orion, who narrows his eyes and furrows his brows before turning to look at Jaxon, who looks like he’s just seen a ghost. “Can you show us our rooms?” I ask him, but he doesn’t say anything, just stares at me with his eyes wide open. Jaxon clears his throat, walking towards us. “Dylan, your house is still—” I chime in before he can continue. “They stay where I stay.” He pauses, looking at Dylan, who’s carrying Mira, then back at me. “Is she mine?” Orion asks, his voice low and shaky as I swallow hard.

Bohdan asked. “Not very often, but sometimes a rich industrialist will come and pay to have an armed escort down here. It’s usually a huge deal when they do and they have lots of armed guards. Now that you’re here, I’m sure we’ll have a lot more of them showing up. I bet they give you a room of your own.” “What do you mean a room of my own?” Bohdan asked. “There are three building here, one is filled with the Mormons, the other with miners. The third is torn to pieces and is filled with rats and shit. Most of the vampires use it as a toilet.”

It was lovely to look at, but there was no way out. "Good morning, Iris," a smooth, toneless voice resonated through the room. Iris jumped, nearly tumbling off the edge of the mattress. She searched the corners of the room, but she was alone. Then, she remembered. It was Onyx, the artificial intelligence that lived in the marrow of the house. Onyx was the brain of Silas Vane’s empire. "The internal temperature is exactly sixty-eight degrees," Onyx continued. "The windows are locked for the morning security cycle. The floor has been heated for your comfort. Mr. Vane is waiting for you in the dining hall. Please get dressed and prepare for the day’s schedule."

“This place is fuckin’ Hogwarts on steroids.” Niall’s Room – Modern rustic. Whiskey barrels turned side tables. A telescope aimed out a stained glass window. He tipped his coffee to me. “I’m never leavin’. Ever.” Cat & Declan’s Room – Literal Barbie Dream Room. Velvet pinks, soft creams, and a four-poster bed that could fit five. They were laying on it, giggling, surrounded by shopping bags and boxes of shoes. “This room is me,” Cat sighed. “It’s fuckin’ me.”