Tempat Bed Cover Novels & Stories

They entered through there after being checked over by the guards posted. And once inside, Rebecca really couldn’t hold back her gasp. There was a large bed in the middle in a circle shape. The gold bedding was lavish and pristine—the most beautiful cloth she’d ever seen in her life. A canopy hung over it, draped around the edge of the mattress. There were large and small pillows of various sizes strew across the covers. Rebecca barely noticed the rest of the room—there were twin-size beds spaced out around the large bed—as there was a naked woman laying in the large bed.

I strode to the small bed in the guest room, as the room was not as large as my luxury bedroom. I sat on the bed, sweating, and adjusted myself to lay on the bed properly. I lay on my left side shortly after dropping my phone on the bed wooden drawer close to me, but I couldn't find a better sleeping position on the bed. The bed was covered in a blue bedspread and had a blue blanket to cover me up. I threw the blanket away to my left side and tried sleeping on the bed without covering myself, but I was still hot despite the Air conditioning in the room.

"Emma, did you finalize the touches for the cover of Midnight Ravens?" She reached inside her desk, "Yes sir, I was able to adjust the colouring, and recentrer the drawing. Here is the printed version," she made appear somewhat of a magazine, with the cover of his story on the front. Midnight Ravens was a comic story that expelled chapters on random publications such as newspapers and magazines every week. Every week, there needed to be a different cover for the chapter due, and he knew he could always count on Emma. He smirked, staring at his edited drawing, "You're such a blessing."

Clive and Trevor, were occupying a room adjacent to us. I have never stayed in an expensive room like this. The queen-sized bed was wide enough for three people to fit in without any query. The blankets were of high quality, the material felt light and quite warm, and protected us from the chilly weather. The carpet was very soft and was filling almost the whole room. The cabinets were decorated nicely, and the light coming from the window was reflected on the dressing table's mirror just beside the window which was closed, to prevent the cold from entering the room.

I finally took a proper look around the room that was now supposed to be mine. It was bigger than any room I had ever slept in. The bed alone was large enough to fit three of me, even with my size. Its deep blue cover was embroidered with silver thread that shimmered whenever the firelight shone on it. Even the rug under my feet was thick and soft, a stark contrast to the rough, cold floorboards in my old home.

It’s time to search the room for alternatives. The queen-sized bed with its four posts reaching the ceiling, draped in a canopy like the hem of an elegant gown, catches my eye. The burgundy blanket and matching pillows scream luxury. It’s the kind of place I’d fantasize about lounging in. But right now, I hurry to the shelves, desperately seeking anything sharp.

He wouldn't kick me out of his room, would he? I paced in the empty room and worried my lip between my teeth. Trying to calm myself, I sat on the edge of the king-sized bed. I quickly jumped up when I realized I was sitting on the comforter. I had always heard that the covers on hotel room beds are filthy because they are rarely cleaned. I considered ripping the bedspread back to sit on the daily-washed sheet, but decided that would draw even more attention to the bed when Devin walked in.

After crying and sulking for a little bit, I decide to get up and explore the room. It’s a decently sized room. There’s a black four-poster bed. It’s a double-sized bed. There is a matching black dresser. I look inside. There are tons of black nightgowns. Some are simple, and cotton others are sexy. There are a few lacey bras and thongs. Near the bathroom door is a black desk with a matching chair. I notice there is a window, and I dart to it.

She chuckled. “You have to brush your teeth, and take your bath before going to bed, okay?” I patted her hair, and she nodded. I twisted the doorknob, and walked into the room. Zara turned on the table lamp, and walked straight into the bathroom. Furthermore, I followed her to the bathroom, helped her take a bath, and helped her put her nightie on too. I led her to the bed, but then I noticed something strange. The bed cover… the bed cover was actually moving. How was that possible? How can the duvet be moving when there's nothing under it?

Sienna did not know if it was Harry’s instructions, but there was also a thick cotton mattress underneath, which was covered with a light and warm duvet. Everything was prepared meticulously.