Tempat Bed Cover Novels & Stories

Stepping in I was met with the largest bedroom I had ever seen. A California king bed with four posts on each corner was sitting in the middle of the room against the furthest wall. A thin shimmering fabric was secured to each bed post. The fabric was so thin I could see right through it. It was a beige color that matched the large luxurious blanket and pillow covers.

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?

Having not made it past the couch he was unsure of the location of the bathroom, but it was probably off the bedroom. Although she'd left the bedroom door ajar, he still felt as though he was invading her space. Slowly he pushed the door open the rest of the way. The king-sized bed was covered with a cream colored spread, a blue striped duvet folded across the foot. There was a small indentation on the side of the bed where Bella had probably sat to change her shoes or something.

I assumed it was cuffs,butt plugs,nipple clamps and such. There is a couch to one side. I look at the legs of it and see there are straps wrapped around them. On the back wall is a bed that takes up most of the wall. The head board is made of metal with slots to put straps and other things through. It is covered in red satin sheets that look brand new. I’m assuming they change them after every use. The room looks spotless and smells slightly like cleansers. It is good to know good hygiene is kept up.

It didn't feel too hot or too cold. The beauty of the house almost made me forget the intense hunger I'd been feeling. I laid down a simple leggings and shirt on the bed that was covered in a red bed spread with the drawing of a red rose on it. It had two pillows covered in two red pillow cases on it. A half folded duvet was tucked in the sides of the bed. Pressing my face on the bed, I sniffed the soft duvet that had the tender smell of lavender.

It didn't seem comfortable to sleep in either. "It's alright. You can sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the sofa." Chris walked towards the sofa and placed the bed cover in his hand on the sofa. The bed covers that Chris had brought were the ones he normally used at home. He looked at the bed cover on the rollaway bed provided by the hospital. He then removed the bed cover and gave one of the bed covers he had brought to Laura. "Use this one." Chris felt uncomfortable using the bed cover provided by the hospital.

This parking lot is always filled up, even at 8 pm it’s crowded. I get inside pulling out the red cart. Where to begin? I go over to the home decor section, I pick out a slate gray couch cover, plants, landscape pictures, lamps, some cute throw pillows, and a new white bed comforter to lighten up the bedroom a bit. The landlord luckily bought a brand new bed, wrapping still on and all so luckily I don’t need to worry about that part. This is going to cost an actual fortune… I leave the home decor section to grab some groceries, as I exit the aisle I’m frozen by the site in the too-near distance of crimson locks of hair.

The bed itself was covered in a patchwork quilt, made from various colourful fabrics that seemed to shimmer in the lantern light. Alex undoubtedly took his time to make this place habitable for him. I could even see myself spending my weekend here, to get away from the noise of the house and the consistent struggles within the Mafia/werewolf world. I grabbed the box from under the table and hastened out of the room before I could be tempted to lie on the inviting bed. I walked back into the sitting room, only to pause in my steps when I saw him sitting on the couch, half-naked, with his shirt now a puddle on the floor.

All of my bedding and room décor was various shades of purple and I felt those two colors would most perfectly match it. I had also found the perfect rug while we were at the home improvement store. It was a large rectangle area rug with a block pattern design of various shades of purple. It was a little more expensive than I would have normally spent but I needed a rug to go under the bed to prevent scratching up the laminate wood flooring and that one was so perfect that I just could not pass it up.

Reminiscent of a clear summer sky in the clouds. The centrepiece of the room was a grand four _poster bed, draped in luxurious, silky linens that matched the hues of the walls. My heart flutters with butterflies, strong feelings flowing through my stomach as I smile at the thought that my mate must have cherished me to have decorated my room in such a unique way. I must confess he does have a great sense of fashion. “Please wait ma'am, I'll call the girl to have your pedicure done.” I jumped over the family size bed of mine and rolled over like a child. The bed was softer and bigger than what I was sleeping in at the crescent moon pack.