Wallpaper Kristen Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Storm walked into Kaden's treehouse and was immediately struck by how it seemed larger than usual. The wooden walls, which should be plain and simple, were adorned with colorful murals and hand-painted designs. One wall even showcased a sprawling mural of a sunset over a peaceful lake, with vivid oranges and pinks blending into each other. And another wall had a charming depiction of a forest, complete with playful animals like squirrels and birds, all brought to life with bright, cheerful colors.

When we couldn’t agree, Dante would have to be the tiebreaker. “Floral, plain, geometric, spots, 3-D effect, or stripes.” I was giving Dante too many wallpaper choices. “Or other,” Clarissa suggested as he and I held up the samples. But Dante was cooking and refused to turn around.

Kristen is clueless about what is going on, she isn't even aware that Natalie is right here, staring at her with that creepy sick smile still plastered to her face. Pulling my gaze away from hers, I return my eyes to my mate who's beside me. I think I'll have to marry her and take her far away from here, where Natalie won't have any access to hurt her. "Can you see that?" Kristen asks with excitement evident on her face, like a child, she cannot even hide it. Her finger is jerked at the painting of a monster with five heads and no arms. Surprisingly the smile on its face resembles that of Natalie because it's creepy.

my laugh becoming more and more uncontrollable. “You should be happy I don’t crave werewolf brain, no one will be safe in this house” she says with a mouthful. As I step closer to her, I notice the intricately designed wallpaper in the room, adorned with delicate floral patterns that add a touch of elegance to the space. The room itself is neat and tidy, with soft lighting that creates a warm and cozy ambiance. “Are the wallpapers new?” I ask out of sheer curiosity and she gives a honest response. “Silver was out for some time and she thinks they’ll look lovely in the room”.

He stood up, his eyes locked on Alistair's as he slowly, deliberately removed his robe, revealing his bare, sculpted body beneath. Alistair's breath hitched at the sight before him. The play of candlelight on Kristen's skin highlighted every muscle and curve with breathtaking precision. It was a sight to behold, both captivating and mesmerizing. Kristen gracefully positioned himself on the massive canopied bed, his inviting warmth infused within its luxurious depths. He looked at Alistair and gently patted the bed beside him. "Come, my prince. Begin the massage." Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, Alistair knelt on the bed beside Kristen. He delicately placed his trembling hands on K

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.

“Thank you.” He led the way and I followed behind him into the house. My mouth fell wide open when I got into the living room. It was big and was painted blue. Lots of wallpapers were pasted on the wall, some were those of the Late King Lukas. Some were of Alpha Everett, and some were of some great werewolves that I couldn’t recognize. I stared at the one of Alpha Everett and sighed. *How can he be so handsome and calm here but have a bloody personality in reality?*