The Bed Novels & Stories

There was also a living room with this cute couch. “Please don’t tell me you’re planning to let me sleep on this tiny couch?” He had this judging gaze at me. “Don’t bother thinking that way. Even I won’t fit in that seat.” I walked towards another door and the bedroom greeted me. The queen size bed was against the smoked glass acting as the divider of room. There’s nothing else there aside from a small cabinet and a dresser. “Caleb, can I ask you a serious question?” I sat down on the bed and placed my back pack on the floor.

"I was just imagining. This must be what it feels like when we officially live here together." He leaned forward slightly, gesturing in the air as if pointing to his own vivid imagination. "Waking up in the same bed every morning, getting ready for the office together in this room, then going downstairs for breakfast before heading to work in the same car. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" I shook my head, letting out an annoyed sigh. "Your imagination goes way too far. Stop acting so childish!" Stepping toward the lavish vanity table in the corner, I looked at him. "Can I use this vanity?"

“Let’s get our things settled down first.” He released me and walked somewhere. A few seconds later, all lights were on, and I was surrounded by an expansive bedroom with hues of wood and black walls. It was bright because of the elegant fixtures and details on the ceiling. The impeccable king-sized bed was elevated one step from the floor and had black sheets blended with a white mattress and duvet. There weren’t pictures on the walls, but he had a minimalist neutral-colored portrait at the top of the bed’s headboard. “Wow.”

I guess it will be our room. I opened it. The room does not contain so many things inside but the bed is insanely wide. There is a lampshade, a sofa bed, and a weird chair. I don't even know how to describe it but it's similar to a chair at a gynecologist's clinic. "Why is the bed too....wide?" I asked him. This is more than a king-size bed. This is customized! "You're a bit restless in bed, a bigger one is needed." He answered me.

He raised an eyebrow, "Well then of course you live in this sort of shack, that's barely an income." She felt attacked by that comment, and although shaky, said, "We don't mind living here." "Of course you don't mind," he shook his head and rolled his eyes, "it's the cheapest place you can live in. Anyways, where is he?" She pointed towards the couch, and when Draven made his way around, he chuckled, "He's a slob." Eric was a weird sleeper, his body always finding a distorted position and this time, since he was drunk, he was drooling and disturbingly moving in his dream, aggressively.

It was tempting. "I bet that rug would be super comfy." She thought to herself and finally moved her eyes to the bed. It was so big that she swore it could contain four people. The bed was covered with white sheet and a black duvet, and the four pillows had shades of black and white pillow cases. The bed stood in the middle of the room with three single couches on the right placed next to each other. On the left side of the bed, she realized that it wasn't just a wall but a glass one and because it had the blinds drawn from one end to the other, she did not notice i

Rupert has already let his men bring the suitcases inside so I didn't have any trouble for taking my comfort wears out and went ahead towards the master bedroom. My own bedroom was literally massive! The King-sized bed and its fluffy mattress were beckoning me to take a nap, but before doing so, I explored the room a little. I went to the bathroom which already had all the toiletries that I instructed Rupert to keep here. Finally, after freshening up I jumped into the bed and took a very much needed nap. The buzz of my doorbell let me know that Rupert was here. I almost slept for three hours. I was feeling a bit groggy but good.

I can see the mountains that are in the distance and the forest that is surrounding this house. My bed is a king-size bed. It has an upholstered bench that is at the end of the bed. It is a very light pink with wooden legs. My bed is close to the floor but still has space underneath the bed to put things or put myself. The comforter is white with a fluffy rose gold blanket that is across the bed. The pillows are white and rose gold. Both of the nightstands are made of the same wood as the bench's legs. One nightstand has a vase with lilacs and both of the nightstands have lamps that.

He made a menacing portrait, framed by the doorway he barely fit through. “Pardon the intrusion,” Edward said in a gruff voice. “I was trying to locate my son.” It was then, as she followed his gaze to the bundle beside her, that she realized Crispen had crawled into her bed during the night. He was snuggled firmly into her side, the covers pulled tight to his neck. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize …,” she began. “Since I tucked him into my bed last night, I’m sure you didn’t realize,” he said dryly. “ ’Tis apparent he made the move during the night.”

Martinez’s POV The room was warm, lit only by the golden glow of the bedside lamps. Rodah was asleep. She was curled on her side in the middle of the massive mattress, her black silk robe twisted around her small frame. Her breathing was steady, her face calm in the soft light. The heavy SIG Sauer lay on the nightstand right beside her hand.