Tempat Bed Cover Novels & Stories

“I left a cover-up for you on your bed.” “Thank you.” The long white lacy cover-up would reach all the way to the floor and had flowing sleeves to shield me from the sun if I wanted. It was perfect. At the same time, looking at it reminded me of my encounter with el Patrόn, sending shivers and goose bumps over my skin.

It was his temporary home here in our town. There was a California King bed that seemed to go on for miles and miles, and it was covered with a crisp midnight black comforter, the colour of his suit. With plump pillows, and the soft white sheet, that was revealed thanks to how the comforter was folded, I wanted nothing more than to crawl and bury myself under the duvet and hide my head under the soft and squashy down. There were stylish rugs arranged in artful angles that brought a rich colour to the tapestry of the room. He had expensive oil paintings with an almost edgy theme decorated on the walls.

The room is tastefully decorated in muted tones of deep burgundy and soft beige, creating an atmosphere of intimate sophistication. A king-sized bed, adorned with plush, silky sheets, stands in the center of the room, its pristine white covers gently turned down, inviting us to unwind. A scattering of plump pillows, some piled against the headboard and others nestled at the foot of the bed, promises comfort and support for whatever it is that is to come.

I teased and she shot me a glare that made me laugh out before remembering it was about 3am. Next Charlie puth/wiz khalifa – see you again. She sighed and returned to the bed. ‘This one doesn’t tickle your fancy?’ I teased. ‘One more word from you Rodriguez and I will push you out that window to your thorny friends’. I made a zipping motion across my lips ‘You have three options; share the bed, sleep on the floor or go home’. ‘Why can’t you just get me a duvet or something?’ ‘What? Scared I’ll jump you?’

Eliza returns with a pile of sheets and pillowcases, and she and Ash quickly get to work, stripping the bed and remaking it. The sheets had been dark-grey with a white geometric design on them. Rather masculine in a way, but it suited her aesthetic. The new ones are a dark orange red, almost rust-coloured. But the duvet cover is fuzzy, like a fleece, but with squares shaved into it at regular intervals. The sheets matched the colour, but the pillowcases were all like the duvet.

He grabbed my shoulder while his other hand took our towels, giving me one to cover up my junk telling me that he didn't want his guard to be distracted by my choice of swimwear. He ushered me out of the bedroom and his guard stepped aside before following behind us all the way to the said indoor pool area. It amazes me how the cottage looked small from the outside but then opens up to a large area of an indoor pool with a wine bar, a couple of loungers, and another seating area complete with comfortable-looking sofas. By then, I had an idea of how filthy rich Ghazi was becoming in my eyes. My heart shrunk a little knowing I need not get easily comfortable around him.

The space receives weak illumination from distant neon lights that display pale reflections on the shiny wooden floors. She rests on an enormous king-size bed located low to the floor without a headboard. Black satin material on the bedding slips against her body with each faint intake of air. On the ground she finds a neutral-toned rug which matches the thick padding that allows her to bury her toes while next to her stands a small glass nightstand containing only a bottle of water together with a folded towel. Modern. Clean. A sterile atmosphere dominates the room except for a subtle scent of his presence throughout the room.

Stacey It was a large room, spacious and elegantly decorated with a large four-poster bed taking centre stage. The white linen and plush fur blanket draped over the bed created a cosy atmosphere. A faint scent of vanilla and lavender, likely from the fresh linens, with multiple fluffy pillows and cushions scattered on top. A wardrobe stood on one side of the room, contrasting the dark hardwood floors that were covered by a thick, soft rug.

“And I’ll have something delivered to your room.” ** My room was grand. The bed was gigantic, bigger than anything I had ever seen in my life. It was made in a sky-blue frame, with a bundle of different colored pillows placed strategically on top of it. But the best thing of all was the thin sheets, so you wouldn’t be suffocated by the heat as easily. It had beautiful pillars in the same blue color, which had intricate patterns leading up to the sky of the bed. The canopy was filled with depictions of the sun, of grass and flowers, and everything else you could associate with summer. The bed was placed in the middle of the room, up against the left wall.

This room was different from what the throne room had looked like. Cotton, peach colored drapes covered the bland stone walls and lanterns burned brightly throughout the room. There was only a king sized, onyx platform bed. It was covered with peach, white, gold, and tan throw pillows of all shapes and sizes. A door was open to the right which looked like a huge master bathroom. This kind of custom living must’ve cost a fortune. Teris tossed me onto the bed like a person would a coat before sitting on the edge of the bed. I managed to sit up using one of my hands to keep me steady. I wasn’t sure how I was slowly regaining my strength but I was happy nonetheless.