Pov Rooftop Novels & Stories

Ava and Carver found themselves seated on the roof of his building. The sun was painting golden highlights on the nearby buildings as they enjoyed their breakfast. The rooftop setting had been transformed into a luxurious garden with neatly arranged planters, sculptures, and a glass table with ornate chairs. It offered a picturesque view of the city.

“Are you serious?” “I’m not your enemy, Silvia,” she said, which was exactly what someone would say if they were your enemy. I turned on my heel and left. No one stopped me. I didn’t go far. Just up. The rooftop of Torreto’s penthouse was a private space most people didn’t even know existed. It was surrounded by black glass, hidden from drones and satellites and nosy neighbors. I stood in the center, wind pushing against my hair, and stared at the skyline.

[Zach, how many are they? I jumped to another side of the roof, looked like the building didn’t have a rooftop which was good. There was only a roof. We only needed to handle two floors without risking the rogue vampires might move the doctor using the outlet on the rooftop. It was our beginner’s luck that the building didn’t have a rooftop. We needed to think about some more tactics if this kind of ambush happened again.

The city below was bubbling with cars and festivity. The rooftop itself was sleek, with dark marble floors stretching toward a long, elegant glass railing that overlooked the city, and large flower pots stood on each corner. Dontrell’s taste. Clean, classic, luxurious. If this were my rooftop, I’d have made it different. No distractions. More security. A place to break bones and spill blood, not admire the fucking skyline. But right now, there was only one distraction standing at the edge of the rooftop’s railings—Andrew.

I asked Zak as we stepped out onto the very windy rooftop. By the time we got there it was already dark, and we could see some stars in the night sky. The rooftop was not dark. In fact, it was well lit by the numerous lights located on the top of the building. Although no one was officially permitted to come up here, for safety measures, metal nets were installed all around the rooftop platform like walls to prevent anyone from falling…or easily committing suicide…I guess. I placed a hand on the metal net as I sucked in a deep breath and stared up at the sky. The wind was slightly cold, and it was very quiet all around us. I shivered a little as the cold wind blew against my bare arms and le

The last thing I needed was him getting hit by falling debris or attacked by some wild animal lurking around. Without waiting for a reply, I lurched back to the fire exit and climbed to the rooftop. Plants, vines, and leafy greenery I’d never seen before covered the area. There were even smaller versions of cocohair trees and holes large enough for me to pass through—or fall through. I searched every corner, and there, at the farthest edge of the rooftop, almost silhouetted against the luminous sunset, was Chevonne. Even her silhouette looked stunning.

Aurora’s P.O.V The rooftop dining area was illuminated by the soft glow of fairy lights, their golden hues casting delicate shadows over the elegantly set tables. The scent of freshly grilled food filled the air, mixing with the faintest hint of jasmine from the potted plants lining the terrace. As I stepped out onto the rooftop, Caroline by my side, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. This place had always been special to me, a quiet escape where Caleb and I had spent countless evenings talking about everything and nothing. But tonight, it wasn’t just Caleb waiting for me.

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I grabbed a wine glass and a bottle of Domaine Leroy, taking it as my willing companion to the rooftop. We are the only ones who have access to this part of the building; Xavier made sure that I will have privacy if I want to take a swim. The pool takes up almost a quarter of the rooftop space. A few lounges already came this morning, still dressed in the protective coat the supplier provided. Across the rooftop, the construction of the greenhouse is almost at its end. As I gazed over the crystal blue water that glows with the underwater lightning, I’m reminded of how excited Xavier was when I showed him the plan I had. He coordinated this with the architect to start the work instantly.