Stolas Bathroom Novels & Stories

"Now enough of the questions. Please hurry and clean up otherwise I will have to get someone to assist you and I assure you, you won't like that." Thalia understood the threat clearly and didn't hang around to find out how it would be carried out. She scurried to the door that the blonde woman had pointed to, blindly letting herself into the bathroom and collapsing against the door as it shut. If Thalia hadn't been so terrified, she might have appreciated the luxurious decor of the bathroom with its walk in shower that took up one call and the club foot bath that could fit a whole family in it. Even the tiles oozed grandness, with its sandy marbled effect covering every inch of the walls and

My chest heaved as I exhaled, eyes darting over the bathroom's simple layout. The tiles were spotless, gleaming under the soft glow of recessed lighting. A simple shower stall stood in the corner, its glass door streak-free. On the counter beside the sink, neatly folded towels and small bottles of shampoo and body wash awaited me, their clean, floral scent a reminder of how desperately I needed them.

She stepped slowly, and her gaze moved around. One bed measuring 200 x 200 centimeters attracted Velia's attention. The classic-modern design gave a flawless perfect impression. Velia enchanted. The cold was present and made her shudder. She closed her eyes, hoping that all the scary shadows would disappear from her mind. Velia's steps continued. She passed a huge wardrobe and ended up in a stunning bathroom. Dominated by the white of natural marble stone, it was a bathroom that would fulfill the ladies’s dreams for an unforgettable bathing experience. There were a soaking tub and shower, the garden, and all the facilities.

“Please, for my sanity, Florence,” I stood nervously, the soft glow of the overhead light. The bathroom was cozy, adorned with rustic wooden walls and a large, intricately carved mirror hanging above a ceramic sink. A plush, cream-colored towel hung on a wooden rack nearby. The shower was a hollow space of dark marble and clean glass with a six-foot-long rainfall shower head embedded in the ceiling above it.

I quickly entered the bathroom to take a shower The bathroom is quite big, it has a short hallway because the closest door is connected to it, by the right of the hallway is a door to the closest and accorss it is a door to the bathroom. The floor and the wall of the bathroom is tilted with white which has a tinged of black on it. There is a jacuzzi at the mid side, a white sink by the left above it is a mirror, by the side of the sink is a mini cupboard containing toothbrush, tissue and other toiletries. A bathroom scale,waste bin and a deluxe set of color-coordinated towels with a complete towel heater. The main toilet is at the midst of the bathroom,beside it is a hanged toilet paper, a b

The bathroom was all white, just like the villa. The floor, adorned with meticulously laid marble tiles, gleamed like a mirror, reflecting the elegant fixtures and fittings that adorned the room. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the centerpiece, an oversized, freestanding bathtub that sat regally in the middle of the chamber, its sleek curves and gleaming chrome taps which promised a truly indulgent soak that she could not wait to take.

“Hold that thought. I’ll right out.” In the bathroom, she found several rooms. She’d never seen a lounge in a bathroom. With a sofa and lots of mirrors with small counters. Then a room for washing up, and then a room for stalls. As she went about her business, Tara couldn’t get over how quiet it was in the bathroom if you ignored the soft music playing throughout.

One of her hands held the pillar next to the bathroom door, while her other hand twisted open the bathroom door slowly. The bathroom wasn't lacking in luxury and splendor either. A seperate double shower head with multiple spray options, a freestanding soaking tub, glass paneling and a huge luxury mirror above the sink. The walls were tilted, fully painted white with floral patterns on each tiled wall. The interior was very huge and spacious.

“Fine. Then let’s be practical. Take off whatever you’re still wearing. I’ll prepare the water.” She entered the adjoining bathroom. The space was tight, but Miguel had done a good job: a sturdy plastic chair with drainage holes, grab bars on the walls, and a removable handheld showerhead. Sofia turned on the hot water, tested the temperature, and began organizing the neutral soap, sponge, and shampoo.

He scurried off while Lana pranced into the bathroom. Just like the bedroom, the bathroom was exceptional too. Simple. Classy. Cozy. It had an Antolini Sequoia Brown wall over immaculate granite tiles on the floor, sink, and around the oval-shaped bathtub in the middle. On the left side, there was a large cabinet with three sections. One on the upper part held the towels, bathrobes, and hairbands. The middle held the toiletries and skincare products. The last part held small baskets that had makeup products, hairpins, and hairbrushes.