Room Novels & Stories

When the elevator doors finally opened, they walked down the quiet hallway until they reached Room 1208. The door clicked open. The room was spacious, elegant, and warm. A king-sized bed occupied the center of the room. A large sofa rested near the window overlooking the city's glowing skyline. Beside the television sat a polished wooden cabinet with a small minibar and a compact refrigerator tucked beneath it. Mathew set his suitcase down. "The meeting is tomorrow." His voice was calm and professional. "So you can rest tonight." Silius simply nodded. There wasn't much else to say.

“Hikaru-nii?” “Is he in?” Hiro-san asked. “Yes. Shoes.” I pointed to the them. “It’s so dark though.” He observed and stepped in after me. “Hikaru-nii?” I called again and walked into the living room. The only source of light was the TV that had been left on. The man himself was lying on the couch, some 5 to 6 empty cans of beer scattered on the ground next to him. The room strongly smelled of alcohol. I stopped where I was and looked back at Hiro-san. “Looks like he had been drinking."

"Would you really do anything for me?" The softness of her giggle left nothing to the imagination. Hearing enough, Jackson all but busted into the door--stepping in with a loud cough as hurried in to take in the scene before him. To his surprise, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Two pairs of shocked eyes meeting his as he stood there awkwardly. Randy's office held a pristine metal desk, a comfy neutral colored couch across from a large windowpane. The window overlooked the bustling streets below, but surprisingly it was quiet. Most likely filtered for noise from the outside.

Roommates 3 She was two hour into reading the art of story telling when the scraping of chair from close by gained her attention. It was annoying that anyone would do something this aggravating in the library. She tried to ignore it and focused on the writing on the book but then something else got her attention. From her peripheral vision, she could see someone seating opposite her clumsily putting out text book in front of them making a clattering noise. She choose to ignore this also trying to believe that this was the persons first time in a public space and that the person was just nervous.

The second property overlooked the ocean. Modern, luxurious, private beach, Infinity pool, cinema room, and Indoor spa. The realtor finished the tour with obvious confidence. "What do you think?" Marilyn looked around quietly, then shook her head. "It doesn't feel lived in." The realtor blinked. "What do you mean?" "It feels like a five-star hotel." She smiled apologetically. "I don't want to live in a hotel." Raymond said nothing. He simply watched her again, until the third property, which was even larger.

ೋღ🌹ღೋ Richard took me to his private quarters. His suite was much Larger than mine. A giant bed sat in the centre of the room with mirrors on the ceiling. I’d hate to think why he’d need mirrors up there. There was a joined kitchen with a bar on one side of the room complete with a dining table and chairs and on the other side was a large space with another bar, a couch and a pole. I didn’t even have to guess what the pole was far as there was already a woman wearing just her knickers dancing on it.

After telling her, she forwarded towards the directed room. She opened the door of the room. It was dimly lightened but she could see everything clearly. There was a King-sized bed at the centre of the room. A big photo frame was at the head of the bed. But the picture got blurred due to dust. A study table on one of the corner and a walk-in closet. There was a spacious balcony. A Led was attached to the wall and under it, there was a big cupboard full of books. There was also a purple couch at a corner with a big glass window at the wall.

“Do you live here alone?” There was a couch on the right side of the room with a flat-screen TV placed on the wall in front of it. A pool table was placed on the right side, with the kitchen at the of what looked like a small hallway. There were two doors, one on each side of the hallway. One of them must lead to a bedroom, while the other was probably a bathroom or toilet. “Yeah. Corbin stays at the main house.” Phraser shrugged off his coat and put it on the stand by the door. “Do you want anything to drink?”

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my brother said as he banged on my door. We were escorted to our rooms after the overwhelming welcome we got earlier.... a day ago. And Man! The room was other-worldly. I was already adorned with a plain white robe, with an infinity insignia etched onto its shoulder. My room was single, but multi-purposed. With a single voice command, it could be a bedroom, parlor, bathroom, bar and so on. The possibilities of the room excited me. I got off my bed and walked to the door to meet my brother. "Yo bro!"