Onyx Room House Of Yes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Immediately Jonah drops me off, few streets away from mother’s house, I smile and wave him goodbye, my bones already itching to get into the shower. The doors to my house opens on their own leading me to the very spacious sitting room, so much for being rich, my house is like an epitome of space, I don’t do well with crowded areas, the shelves on the wall are hung appropriately, each color, blend to give a modern touch, the glass chairs and table makes the sitting room look even more beautiful, and then the artificial fire place just beneath the television. I twirl round the sitting room till my butt finds the cushion. “his eyes though” I say out loud, the black boy’s eyes are so intriguing

I replied, with zero interest in wasting time on empty pleasantries. He hesitated, shooting a desperate look at the woman beside him as if begging for backup, before finally nodding. He led me down the hallway in silence. Along the way, I caught him whispering urgent, low orders to someone—telling them to alert the others and, most importantly, to call “the other person.” I didn’t like the urgency in his voice. Not one bit. Not in the slightest. The other participants soon began filing into the room. When the door finally stopped opening and no one else appeared, I fixed my gaze on the department head and said curtly,

Taking pity on him, she said, “Come on, let’s go take our stuff up to my room.” Onyx relief was visible in his expression, which made Jaime smile. Entering Tasha bedroom, Onyx studied his surroundings and noticed that the room was a lot like the bedroom in the house she’d been renting in Arizona—pine furniture, gold and cream color theme, satin sheets, and a bed adorned with decorative pillows.

Then again, some wounds scratched the surface and others went skin deep. Everyone was gathered in the unofficial central living room—a clan favorite because of the floor-to-ceiling window at one corner, limestone walls and walnut ceiling—and Nico’s arrival marked a noticeable hush that settled over the previously steady flow of conversation as all eyes swiveled to take him in. Take him in all his ordinariness. A grim feeling of satisfaction unfurled inside him and he held back an urge to smirk as he watched them try to mask their grimaces before he caught them.

With his devilish good looks and a laugh like that, I knew I was in danger even without everything else that had happened before this. "Come on now. Time to eat." Emmett declared as he led me out of the room, leaving no space for argument. I took in the dark green walls that seemed to be a theme throughout the entire house if you could even call it a house. The place was massive, as big as a mansion. A black runner spread through the hall and down a set of stairs leading to a grand entrance. A chandelier that must have cost a fortune hung from the ceiling. It was huge enough to dance on just like the light did on the intricate placements of crystals, allowing the light to reflect beautifully

She smiles as she closes her bedroom door and locks it behind herself. Onyx opens the door across the hall from Judith. “Now, this room is not the first I would have shown you, but I am too excited not to show you.” He insists as he opens the door to our nursery. “Oh, Onyx, it is stunning.” I hold my belly as I walk around the room filled with baby decorations and furniture. “I can put it all together, but I wanted to see what you thought of the color in person.” “I think it is perfect as it is,” I state as I reach my hands behind his head and pull him in softly for a kiss. “I love you.” “I love you too,” I state before letting him go again.

" She started snapping pictures of her perfume bottle, showing it off online. She even began whining about how she did not know what gift to send in return. The other two roommates voiced their envy. I let out a mocking scoff after taking a cursory glance at the packaging. A niche brand from Eulora? Please! The perfume was clearly cheap and not worth much. Only a brainless fool like Miranda would fall for the lie. The scent of the cheap perfume was so overpowering that I had to open a window to air out the room. Regardless, I refused to tell Miranda that her boyfriend sent her something that was clearly bought off the street after what she'd done to me.

With a loud bang, my thoughts snapped back to the present. I looked around. This was the dorm room from my very first day of university. The source of the noise was the bed beside mine—Lucy Windham. She had flung her pillow straight down. It smashed into my thermos. There was water inside; the inner liner shattered on impact. Hot water spilled across the floor, and steam curled upward.

He pushed it open, revealing a bedroom that was larger than Spirit’s entire apartment. A king-sized bed topped with charcoal-grey linens sat against the far wall, flanked by floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the estate grounds. Chris set the kit down on a luggage stand. “The house intercom is right there on the wall next to the thermostat. If you need anything at all (food, fresh linens, coffee) just press the button. The housekeeper will bring it right up to you.” Spirit walked in and stood near the edge of the bed, her fingers still faintly twitching, though the panic had settled into exhaustion.

I pursed my lips and nodded as we headed toward Jaxon’s room. “What’s your name?” he asked as he led me in. Eyes turned toward us immediately. I hugged myself tighter and searched the room. I found him. Far end of the room, a puff of smoke leaving his lips. Sitting on a chair, legs spread, blunt between his fingers. It was darker over there, so I couldn’t see his face clearly — but I knew he’d seen me. His hand lowered slowly. I felt the glare before I saw it. “He’s over there. Thank you,” I muttered to Andy before walking toward Jaxon, who was already on his feet and approaching.