Pov Rooftop Novels & Stories

he exclaimed. Cassian added, "We're standing on the rooftop right now. By right, it should be bright and sunny here." "Well, that's not weird at all. The grape vines here are practically overgrown. That's why they blocked out the sunlight," Zoey replied. "But don't you think the vines are a little too overgrown?" Cassian continued, "The rooftop is quite vast. Under normal circumstances, there should be at least rays of sunlight spilling through the gaps here and there. But not only is the sunlight missing, but this place is also very damp. This doesn't make sense at all."

There was silence for a while before she spoke again. “And how are you two?” I could tell by the hushedness in her voice that she expected a more elaborate answer than the one I had given before, but still, I kept my answer short and precise. “We are fine.” I sat up on the bed and stared at the surface of the pool: clean, quiet, and blue. The entire rooftop on the right wing of my house was covered by water, its vastness extending from corner to corner. It offered a good view of the neighborhood which added to its relaxing feature. I looked at it for a while before returning to the call.

The maître d’ greeted us with practiced warmth and a bow so courtly, you’d think we were royalty. “Mr. and Mrs. Patterson. Right this way.” Brayden’s hand was on the small of my back as we made our way to the elevator and then up. The rooftop was like stepping into a whole new world – like an enchanted forest built by gold-loving fairies. The noise from the traffic below was barely audible from up here, all drowned out by soft ambient music. Fairy lights were intertwined with the vines and replaced the stars which were rendered invisible by the city’s smog.

Not even myself. The elevator door opened with a soft chime, the VIP one that had been ushered by a security guard. The polished metal doors slid apart and spilled a draft of colder air toward me. I stepped out, my eyes scanning the wide area with slow, cautious movements. The rooftop opened before me with the view of an enormous penthouse—glass walls, a pool reflecting the lights around it, a small flower garden swaying in the cold breeze, and the main house with warm light glowing faintly through the windows. Did she rent this place?

Meredith held up the skirt of her dress a bit, exposing her glittering crystal mule stilettos as she finished the short climb to her targeted food arena above. Once she reached the top she realized it wasn’t another floor. They were on the roof. The majority roof was made into one large rooftop terrace, with a few areas off limits for safety and engineering issues and what looked to be a large kitchen located in the center but for the main part it was all open with a 360 degree view.

the momma cried, "You feel so big and it feels so good. Fuck me, please fuck me hard and make me cum." The poppa was sitting on the peak of the roof and staring at the western side of Pike's Peak and trying to figure out what to use for his new roof. Should he use shake shingles to make the house look rustic? No, they were a fire hazard. How about slate or tile? Might be too heavy. Regular shingles would be the least expensive. He wondered what else might be available.

I step away from him, but the heat from his touch lingers on my spine. The roof is, no surprise, spectacularly beautiful. This section is covered by a high pavilion ceiling, and globe lanterns dangle from the beams. There's an entire freaking kitchen up here - complete with a large stone oven - a full bar, and of course the sort of furniture that puts the grungy couch in my apartment to shame. Beyond the pavilion, a pool stretches across the roof, its silvery surface dappled by rain. The surrounding patio is done in gorgeous red-brown stone. The whole scene looks like something I've only ever seen on one of those fancy television design shows.

We walked deeper into the structure, Salvatore staying close, pointing out different areas. “This’ll be the rooftop bar,” he said, gesturing upward. “You still thinking glass railing with integrated lighting?” “Yes,” I replied, the confidence surprising even me. “It’ll play well against the skyline. I ran some solar simulations—the lighting won’t interfere with the views.” He looked genuinely impressed. “You really thought of everything.” “I had to,” I said. “This building was the one thing that kept me going through… a lot.” Our eyes met for a moment, and I saw something flicker there—understanding, maybe. Or pride.

He did not know if she was faking it or if she truly did not care. "Ariel, let us go to the rooftop. My house has a unique structure and the rooftop would blow your mind. The poolside and the other sectioning of this mansion are done in a great way. But you'd like the rooftop of the topmost floor more." Ariel nodded her head in response and he took her there. The glass ceiling of the top floor was the highlight of the building.

Solana's POV "Whoa!" My lips formed an O after we reached the rooftop. I can almost see the whole town. The buildings are so fascinating to stare at. The lights are beautiful. I run to the side and put my elbow on the railing. I rested my chin on my palms as I watched the beautiful scenery. I was right. Being in a place like this is amazing. I would love to live at the highest floor of a building so I can see this kind of view everyday.