Shower Nook Novels & Stories

Kat looked impressed despite the fact that she hadn’t even seen the best part yet. “This shower is awesome,” Kat said, smiling and trying to look impressed. She opened the glass door and stepped inside, gazing up at the three giant showerheads. AJ popped his head in. “It’s a pretty big shower,” he commented. “Probably too big for just one person.” Kat giggled and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, probably. What’s this?” She pointed at a digital display that was located at the back of the shower. Kat’s eyes lit up as he explained.

Work doesn't belong in a place like this. The other door leads to the bathroom. It's huge. Bigger than two of my father's bathrooms put together. There is a large claw-foot tub with a window overlooking the water outside. The shower starts out inside, but there is a removable panel that leads outside as well, making it an indoor/outdoor shower. I count at least five shower heads. It's basically bathroom heaven. I go back to the main room where Anna is standing by the door out to the deck. She stands with her hands politely clasped in front of her, waiting for us to be ready.

he said, holding out his hand. Emma followed him into the bathroom and sat against the sink as she waited for him to get the water the temperature he wanted. The shower was one of those walkthrough types, a tiled section of the room that didn't have a shower curtain or a door, it simply consisted of four walls broken by two entrances at either end of the front wall. The showerheads were on the far left, three of them positioned in such a way that they could drench a person from head to toe without the necessity of movement.

Heather stated. “No, not really. I was just trying to make myself a little happier,” Chris replied. Chris opened the door and entered the shower room. Unlike the rest of the bunker, which had the appearance of a prison, the shower room was incredibly beautiful in comparison. The room had a white tile floor with black tiles scattered across. A blue and green backsplash made up the walls on the outside of the shower. The stalls themselves were larger than the average shower. The stall was split into two parts, one part with benches and coat hooks and the other with the actual shower. A shower curtain divided the two sections.

She was out of the chair and the tee shirt on the floor in a single graceful motion. My shower is a bit ridiculous -- it's got a fairly standard detachable shower head up top, but it also has something like a dozen little nozzles on the sides. It might seem a little like being in a car wash, but it's heavenly. When Aria stepped in with me, I found out it's even better with a friend. Especially if that friend has a body you can't keep your eyes or your hands off of.

A massive freestanding tub sits in the corner, claw-footed and deep enough to drown in, tempting. But it's the shower that pulls me in. A glass-enclosed masterpiece with chrome fixtures gleaming like something out of a design magazine. I walk toward it, the journey longer than the entire length of my apartment. Reaching the shower stall, I peek inside, taking in the glossy black tiles and the rain showerhead suspended above. But... no taps? No knobs? What the hell? Okay, how does this thing turn on? I glance around, scanning the walls, and my gaze lands on a sleek, seamless panel embedded in the tiles. Of course. Of course Thorne's shower doesn't just have normal controls. He'd have a comman

I say, stepping into the shower, and closing the glass door in his face. The shower is huge and could easily fit 6 people inside it. It’s done in black marble tile, with a bench on one of the walls. The hot water hits my body as Euan growls low in his throat, making the corners of my lips twitch up in a small smile. I hear the door to the shower open as I tip my head back into the stream of water, my eyes closed, and Euan’s scent engulfs me in the steam from the shower.

Noah The shower stall is barely big enough for one person, let alone two, but I do not care. The cheap plastic curtain has been replaced with a newer, thicker curtain that still won’t stop the water from splashing on the floor. The motel’s thin bar of soap and tiny, cheap motels of shampoo and something that may or may not have been conditioner have disappeared. The Omegas have been busy, and they swapped all the products out for luxury items that I’m sure they didn’t find in this town.

I guess because, like me, they always have to consider the possibility of dying in so many ways. “There’s a bathroom with a shower here.” Kaelin is at the only other door in this square space and opens it to reveal a little add-on with a gravity-fed shower head from a rain tank above. A portable-looking toilet and a basic sink, close enough for the shower head to be pulled down. “You want to use it first. We could both benefit from being clean. I can find some clothes to fit you in those.” He nods at the large box marked ‘women's,’ and I nod.

The one of ones. The shower stall is enclosed with a see through glass encampment. Thick glass that could serve as a mirror. I can see from here that the shower is a rain style shower, with tiny nozzles lining the top half of a wall. There are designer sinks everywhere and the double toilet seats on opposite ends. I can't take it the opulence on the space enough, it doesn't look or feel like a bathroom, but it is. Stephane goes to the sink to rinse his mouth, of course he is not fazed like I am, this is normal for him. Something tells me that if I continue being associated with him for a while, I too would become someone who doesn't get fazed when faced with opulence at this level. I join hi