Stolas Bathroom Novels & Stories

“No, it’s just something I’ll have to get used to. I don’t mind it when we’re together.” “Together-together or together?” She asked, waggling her eyebrows. “Together-together, like sexy times. Bathroom, I’ll be right back.” Annie said as she made her way to the door, turning the knob and pushing it open. Stolas stood outside, the tray propped on his hip as his hand was lifted to the knob. “Hey you.” “Hey yourself.” He said, his lips quirking up into a half smile. Annie stepped back, letting him come into the room before she made her way to the bathroom.

Lila, after spending too many nights at the Holmes House, had her own separate little basket in the bathroom for her own toiletries and essentials. The bathroom itself was covered in a slate grey colour, tiles on the floor and on the walls, the ceiling left a bare white with one central light bulb, hanging down from the centre. The toilet, sink, and bath were mercifully left a white colour, to avoid blending in, a window sitting just over the mirror which looked down into the sink from the wall, with a little cabinet off to the side next to the complex which housed each of the baskets for everybody. The shower and bath were cordened off by a slate grey shower curtain which held the power of

Alice Lucian had a thing for large bathrooms. Hence, our bathroom was huge with pedestal sinks and fancy looking faucets on one side. A bidet, a toilet and an enclosed shower stood on the other corner. In the centre stood a sizeable luxury whirlpool tub, with white marble floors that gleamed dully in the dim light. The tiled walls were pure white and edged with accents of blue. A low mahogany bench held white fluffy looking towels across the room, while potted plants were placed strategically to further enhance the spa-like atmosphere.

Soft, ambient lighting created an intimate atmosphere, while large windows allowed the moonlight to filter in, casting a gentle glow. Elaine gazed around, taking in the tasteful artwork that adorned the walls, the cozy sitting area by the fireplace, and the stunning en-suite bathroom. Mystro led her into the bathroom, which seemed more like a private spa retreat. Marble countertops gleamed under the soft lighting, and a sunken jacuzzi tub promised moments of pure indulgence. "And here, is the spacious toilet," Mystro chuckled, opening the door to reveal a lavatory fit for a king. The toilet was indeed spacious, with gold accents and complex tile patterns on the floor.

She leaves in a cloud of rank perfume. Clarissa appears in the doorway, beckoning. "Hurry." I nod to Nico and step inside. The bathroom's nice. Pink mostly. Six stalls, only the far one occupied. Small hand soaps cover the counter with an assortment of other feminine hygiene products. I poke at the offerings and Clarissa glowers. "We don't get half this," I mutter.

I guess it is for Kingston Inside the washroom were white cabinets and countertops tops ,a white towel was placed on it.The bathroom had white bath linens.The high quality products made everything perfect.Scented soaps and lotions complete the aura.My eyes moved to the toilet.I also saw the sink and bath tub.It was a beautiful washroom. I got under the shower which was installed with a designer glass door I guess.It's almost a see through .The water made in contact with my skin as I thought about what happened between I and Kingston.

In one corner of the room, there was a large bathtub made of white porcelain, and besides it was a glass shower with multiple showerheads. On the other side of the room, there was a long wooden countertop with several sinks, each with its own mirror and cabinet for storage. The countertop was cluttered with various toiletries, such as moisturizers, facial cleansers, toothpaste, and brushes. In front of each sink, there was a plush, fluffy towel hanging from a golden rod. Beside the sink area was a separate room for the toilet, with a sleek white toilet and a bidet. The room also had a large mirror and cabinets for additional storage. Along the walls, there were shelves filled with neatly arr

'I must be really tired…' Joan thought while she entered a room following Susan. The room was strange. Not something that she had ever seen, that's for sure. If she would have to describe it in one word, it would be clean. Shine smooth white walls and a smooth white floor and ceiling. Marble. That was the name of that type of stone. Joan could see a metallic tap and faucet on the wall with a stone counter with a bowl indented on it under the tap and faucet. At the counter's side, hanging on the wall, there was a soft blue towel. There was a strange white bowl on the ground too that had some kind of lid over it. "This is the bathroom, Joan. You can take baths, do your necessities, and wash yo

she continues, leading me to another door, "is your bathroom." It’s like stepping into a spa. A sprawling marble countertop holds a sink set in the middle, and there’s a luxurious walk-in shower with a rainwater head and a marble bench at one end. The toilet is discreetly tucked at the other end of the counter. In front of the expansive glass wall, a huge bathtub that looks more like a jacuzzi than a tub beckons invitingly.

Her eyes widened as she stepped inside. The bathroom was grand. Marble floors stretched from wall to wall, cool and spotless beneath her feet. A freestanding bathtub sat by the window, deep and white, catching the light. Beside it a rainfall shower enclosed in glass took up an entire corner. Thick white towels were folded in neat rows on a rack. Expensive toiletries lined the counter in perfect order. Her eyes moved slowly across everything until they landed on the small detail that made her stomach tighten. Every single item bore the same sleek black letter L.