Wallpaper Kristen Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Amber hated her even more. The guestroom had been transformed into pale yellow walls which looked like baby shit, a large platform bed of white silk, modern white furniture which looked like it was stolen from a spaceship, and ugly ass painting of blobs. Expensive blobs no doubt. But Amber’s favorite addition was the Zen waterfall which cascaded down the wall into a basin of rocks. It was a nice touch, but so totally out of character for the rest of the penthouse. But of course, not that it would matter, because whatever Courtney wanted, she got. Even if she had to resort to blackmail and no morals.

The deck looked like a picture out of some glittering fairytale book, so breathtakingly beautiful, glittering in the night. "Yeah," Liam nodded. "Are we late?" "I think so," I muttered, staring at the crowd, shuffling with champagne glasses. "Come on, let's find my brother," Liam murmured. "Sofia, here!" Kristen called and we turned to see her and Sean strolling towards us. "Look at you!" I marveled. Kristen grinned, looking stunning in a white thigh-high slit dress with her newly colored hairs falling in soft waves across her shoulder. Her flawless skin that I always envied shined in the lights. Beside her, Sean looked equally dapper in a wine-red Armani.

she consoled herself to avoid being stressed out. She continues what she's doing in the kitchen then Mr. Luther Gracer's POV: He was just seated in Kristina's place while looking at the design of the apartment she was living in. It's clean and with a feminine touch. "I admired the simplicity of this woman. Simple yet elegant," he thought. While waiting for Kristina, he browsed his mobile phone and searched for her account. He is quite busy staring at her photos as well as her son Chad when suddenly he feels someone is staring at him.

The couches were a combination of cream and black leather, the walls were tastefully done in cream except for one signature wall which was also black, swirls of silver were laced throughout the wallpaper giving it a rich tone. There was nothing overly ambitious in the room, she just had the impression that everything was picked out by a designer specifically to complement everything else, Rosa could see nothing of the real Axel in the room. In fact everything smacked of the cold hard exterior that he liked to portray. It was a facade, nothing more and nothing less. Axel answered the door while she stood in the middle of the cream rug on the floor, part of her had wondered if she should have

Alpha Kenny smiled, “I would love to hear what you have to advise.” After nearly four hours of talking about types of investments, the speed and rate of return for each one and deciding to give Alpha Kenny until the next day to make a decision, I went back to Luna Kyra’s office. When I got there, Luna Kyra was waiting for me. I smiled at her, “Luna, I’ve been thinking about this space and I think I know how I want to decorate this room. I would like to paint the walls beige and have a mural painted of a pair of wolves howling on a hilltop at night with a full moon in the background. I’m not exactly sure of the furniture. I would have to look around and get some ideas.”

||" Kristen Stewart "|| Okay hear me out, I had so many expectations and had pictured so many scenarios about how Damien's living room and house, in general, would look like, but nothing prepared me for the beautiful sight in front of me. God help me, it feels like home, it's so beautiful and homely, and I do not mean the luxurious signature designs of each piece of furniture and painting, I mean the homely feeling that invites and draws you in, making you feel like you just had a warmth bath after a full day of hard work.

Too good. I’m not sure how I missed all of this last night, but if I’m being honest, the explanation probably involves the most dangerous mouth I’ve ever trusted with my dick. Or his ass. One of the two. The ugly yellow-and-blue floral wallpaper is still here, which surprises me. I doubt Alessia would approve. But the art Jesus. The art changes everything. The hallway is lined with photographs. Large. Moody. Men and women suspended underwater, naked or nearly so, wrapped in flesh-toned silk that coils around them like secrets. Each piece feels intimate. Personal. Like something you’re not meant to look at for too long.

“I think this particular restaurant doesn’t even have a kid’s menu. So everything on it is grown up.” “Wow,” Noah said, drawing out the word. Kristen appeared at the door two minutes after we pulled up. She looked spectacular in a lilac dress made of wispy chiffon. She wore simple heels, and her hair hung loosely around her shoulders. Her makeup was, as always, understated, but she had chosen dark lipstick that got me a little hot and bothered. “You look amazing,” I said when I greeted her outside the car. “Like some hot seductress from my dreams.”

She smoothed down the dress and walked to the door. When she opened it, Kristen stood there—breathtaking. She wore a deep purple dress with thin straps and a plunging neckline. It hugged her waist, flared at her hips, and stopped high above her knees. Her legs looked endless. Her lips parted slightly when she saw Rachel. “Wow,” Kristen said, her voice low. “You look…” “Yeah?” Rachel asked, smiling even as her stomach fluttered. “Stunning.” “You’re not so bad yourself.”

She wanted to get the fabric and get back home so she could make sure Arkyn and Alice did not become any closer. Kristen watched the two men that she brought with her sigh and leaned up against the post just outside of the shop. One yawned loudly letting the world know he was bored. She kept her eyes peeled. She ran her hands over the fabric. The word blue bounced around in her head, Alice’s scared timid voice saying it as she looked at her with wide eyes.She frowned, blue was such a pretty color. She herself preferred red but blue was still too good for her. She should wear a puke green color or something brown. She found herself gritting her teeth as she touched a midnight blue dress. Sh