Unbreakable Shower Doors Novels & Stories

And there was a narrow little window that looked out over the back courtyard. In one corner there was a simple white porcelain bathtub with one of those old-fashioned shower setups. The kind where the showerhead is inside the tub, hanging from a metal rod, and you have to stand in the tub to shower. There was also a handheld sprayer attached to the wall, the kind with a hose you can pull off and aim anywhere.

I hadn't thought the two of them were serious about giving me a show, but it seemed they were both determined to prove me wrong. The shower in the bathroom was huge, set with multiple shower heads that protruded from the walls. The ceiling itself was one big showerhead, raining water down onto the tiled floor. I couldn't help but notice the shower had no doors. There were two marble steps that led into the shower, to where the water could easily drain without flooding the bathroom. The shower was easily large enough for the three of us, but I couldn't work up the courage to join them. "Enjoy the show, doll." Alec murmured, his hand grazing underneath my chin. An amused smile twitched onto hi

I could stay here forever. After a long journey, I sluggishly made my way to the en suite bathroom. The bathroom was also beautiful, although not as large as the bedroom. The walls were tiled with large format white travertine, while the floor was made of dull brown tiles. The enamel was chipped in the sink, and the vanities were made of dark wood with peeling formica. However, the counters were a brilliant white quartz, and the granite countertops and walnut-framed mirrors were gleaming. The glass-walled shower had an oversized showerhead, and the fluffy towels were neatly arranged on a thrift store chair in the corner, along with a fluffy bath mat and a laundry center. It was absolutely be

That’s better. Deciding that she could really use a shower, she hopped up and headed to the all tiled bathroom. White. Just like the rest of the house. Stepping into the room, her mouth dropped at the sight before her. A massive clawfoot bathtub stood alone in one corner and a glass-enclosed shower was in the other. The shower contained multiple shower heads pointing different directions on two sides and a rain shower head installed above the ceiling She wasted zero time in stripping down to jump into the shower to turn on the rain.

As her older sister, I felt it was my duty to protect her from our strict parents, but as I had been thrown in jail, no doubt my escape would make things harder for my family, I couldn’t help but feel guilty for leaving her behind. With a heavy heart, I sit up in bed and slowly make my way towards the bathroom. The tiles, a luxurious blend of deep blue and shimmering silver, greet me as I enter the room. My eyes are immediately drawn to the massive sunken tub, with its inviting depths and elegant design. Next to it, a large rain shower beckons, promising a refreshing start to my day. I notice a separate door that leads to the toilet, providing privacy and convenience. As I walk over to the s

As soon as I pushed open the heavy, solid wood door, Mom exclaimed, "This door... it must weigh half a ton!" I explained, "Mom, safety comes first. It’s a custom-made, bulletproof, and blast-proof door from D Nation. It can withstand high-intensity impacts." Inside the villa, the living room had high, open ceilings. The decor was minimalist yet stylish. The walls had concealed protective steel plates embedded within, and the sprinkler system and smoke detectors in the ceiling were hidden among the decorative molding. My grandfather reached out and touched the smooth wall, a look of astonishment on his face. "It looks no different from regular decor, but it’s this sturdy?"

The top of the counter was made out of shiny, smooth granite, also in the darkest of grey. Stepping in, I noticed a towel hanger in silver colour, hanging on the glass door of the shower; holding a white towel. Stripping out of my clothes, which was easy because I was only waring one thing. I stepped into the shower and began looking around for the shower head. There wasn't any, but the ceiling said otherwise. Walking over to the side buttons I started fumbling with them and ended up being blasted by water from all angles.

she continues, leading me to another door, "is your bathroom." It’s like stepping into a spa. A sprawling marble countertop holds a sink set in the middle, and there’s a luxurious walk-in shower with a rainwater head and a marble bench at one end. The toilet is discreetly tucked at the other end of the counter. In front of the expansive glass wall, a huge bathtub that looks more like a jacuzzi than a tub beckons invitingly.

The theme was grey with accents of gold and red. I went to the shower which was mammoth compared to my frame of 5'9". It can atleast fit ten people, who needs this much space for bathing. I had a problem figuring out how to control the water flow as it started raining down on me almost in the same second, I stepped in the vincinty of the shower. I was not even aware that showers come with screen touch control system.

A subtle scent of lavender and something expensive lingered in the air—maybe it was the soap, or maybe the room just naturally smelled rich. I padded across the floor, my eyes drawn to the sleek glass enclosure ahead. The shower sat like a throne behind its frameless doors, complete with a rainfall head embedded into the ceiling and a matching handheld wand nestled in a polished holder. Every fixture gleamed in brushed brass, so pristine it looked like it had never been touched by him.