Slytherin Bedding Novels & Stories

her room, and we agreed to meet up later once she took some rest. "It's Bella, right?" Gabriel asked me as we walked towards his room. I just nodded a yes. "Is it short for Isabella?" No, my name is Bellatrix," I answered. "Wow, that's a beautiful name. Your name is from the Latin word meaning Female Warrior." What is this guy, a braniac or walking encyclopedia? I had no clue about the meaning behind my name. I just knew that my grams had named me. "Thanks for the compliment, but honestly, I never took the time to look up the meaning of the name my grams chose for me," I told him shyly. "We're here, I hope this room meets your satisfaction. Give me a shout if there is anything you need," I

She had it decorated in a water theme with she-shells and sea-horses on the shower curtain. “Here is the master bedroom with on-suit and this is the stairs.” There was a door next to the bathroom. When penny opened it, it revealed a massive bedroom. There was a four-poster bed with white lace hanging down. The bed was made with a white down comforter. There was probably a dozen pillows of different shapes and sizes but the one that caught my eye was the one that said, ‘The Jeffrey’s’. It was front and center and was all hand stitched.

The house smelled like lavender and dark chocolate and the hallway was lined with exquisite paintings and masterful engravings ornamented the ceiling. I had only ever been to Bridget’s private condo. But this place… her condo couldn’t even be compared to this place. “Here is your room. I had it specially decorated for you.” She opened a door and I gasped as my eyes looked around the room. It looked like where a queen would sleep. A chandelier hung on the ceiling, bathing the room with an enchanting glow. There was a balcony as well as a private bathroom. “Oh my god! You got me the Harry Potter Series!”

A white fur rug lay beneath it. The bed was large with carved wooden posts and a soft lilac canopy. The sheets were layered in shades of grey and purple, adorned with fluffy pillows and a warm quilt bearing an unfamiliar pack’s crest. Across the room, a wide wardrobe displayed gowns, cloaks, and crowns—some gold, some silver, and some made from antlers. A line of boots and shoes sat neatly by the wall, ranging from soft slippers to sharp-heeled boots. The air carried scents of jasmine and wood. A few rings, necklaces, and a note lay on the dresser.

It appeared simple and tastefully decorated. Sienna was about to close the door when she realized that Harry had been staring at her with a trace of playfulness on his face. She asked, “What? Is there a problem with my choice?” “No.” The smile on Harry's lips grew broader; he didn’t tell her that this was his room. Sienna closed the door and locked it up. It was a spacious bedroom. The bed was neat and clean. It was so tidy that there wasn’t even a crease on the bedsheet. She could tell that the sheets and duvet covers had recently been replaced.

After a long and tiring day, she could only think about rest. The suite had two bedrooms, and all of the bedding was made of pure silk. They were luxury items from Simmons Bedding Company. There was a tea parlor and bathroom in the middle of the suite, and when the fridge was opened, it revealed a variety of drinks. Selena locked the door in satisfaction and tossed aside her luggage before sinking into the plush sofa. "I heard those ladies just now say that this place belongs to the family of that wealthy husband of yours?" Selena looked around at the extravagantly luxurious decor and poked at the oil painting above the sofa.

Lily opened them, revealing a room that took my breath away. The bedroom was enormous, far larger than any I had ever seen. The walls were painted in soft, calming hues, and the furnishings were both elegant and comfortable. A king-sized bed dominated the center of the room, its headboard upholstered in rich, deep blue velvet. The bed was made up with luxurious linens, a combination of crisp white sheets and a thick, sumptuous duvet. Piles of pillows added an inviting touch, making it look like the perfect place to collapse and let the world fade away.

"For some of us, it would be hell." "But..." "It's not negotiable Apple," he hums and I hear the door opening. "I'll see you tonight. I have a surprise for you." By the time my head emerges from my happy, cozy cocoon, Sly is long gone and the condo is completely silent. His room is bigger than the Luna Suite. The bedroom contains a bed large enough for a handful of people to rest in, and the adjoining bathroom is long with three sinks and a wall of mirrors. The kitchen, while smaller than the main kitchen, is bigger than the one I had in the apartment with Hazel.

Chapter 30 Location; Red blood pack Hermione's POV I gasp. My eyes hastily stir open. They stare up a golden coloured ceiling. A huge trio golden designed pendleton dangles up the ceiling. Their continous collision amidst dangling emits melodious sounds. Such beauty it is. I feel the surface I lay on. It's extremely soft. It's comfy nature suggest i lay all day. I lay and admire the undying beauty from the golden pendleton dangling up the golden ceiling.

A serene loneliness crawls over the walls. I notice his bedroom at the end of the long hallway. Without much thought, my feet step inside, greeted by gray darkness. Rizz Sylvester loves black. The four walls of the room are painted black, even the king-size bed and the wardrobe. It's almost like he's mourning. His scent is still lingering in the room. In the corner, a mini fridge catches my eye. *It seems he's hiding treasure.* Curious, I stride over to the corner and carefully open the fridge. Never know what a wolf might be hiding. As the cold mist shrouds me, my eyes widen at the huge collection of alcohol.