White Leather Headboard Novels & Stories

It was a bedroom worthy of a queen. There was an enormous bed with a white wooden headboard, all carved in delicate work of intricate flowers. The bed was made with white sheets and a white comforter and many white pillows and cushions, looking inviting and comfortable. Under the bed, spreading around it, there was a fluffy white rug, very soft. From the ceiling hung white curtains, full of drapes and lots of fabric going from ceiling to floor, and along with these curtains hung many threads with countless crystal balls of varying sizes that sparked light throughout the room as if everything was glowing, giving an ethereal atmosphere to the room.

It’s the headboard, it gives one last sad creak, like it’s disappointed in us, then settles into a crooked lean against the wall. Alexander is still inside me, arms braced on either side of my head, chest heaving. I’m flat on my back (well, as flat as thirty-eight weeks allows), legs wrapped around him, both of us sweaty and wide-eyed. For a full five seconds neither of us moves. Then he looks up at the mahogany monstrosity, his ridiculously expensive, custom-made, “never-going-to-break” headboard and sees the clean split running diagonally through the left panel.

He then shouted out, “Freya, are you coming in?” I quickly snapped out of my beauty overloaded daze, and made my way into my new room. The color scheme was much the same, an off white, almost cream color, with duck egg blue and gold. There was a massive Queen size bed up against the back wall. It had cream bedding with duck egg blue damask design on it. The headboard was cream with a gold-painted trim. Behind that, on the wall was a panel with the blue damask pattern on it, and the edges were lit up with LED lights.

The walls were coated in a calming shade of midnight blue, and it is discernible on the wooden floor the labyrinthine ethnic patterns that were etched into it. Sleep is the only thing and first popped in D’Andre’s mind to do when he saw such comfortable soft mattress. Covered and all dressed in clean white linens that codified the lofty pillows is the king-sized bed that became the centerpiece of his room, plus the mahogany wood made headboard was perfectly crafted, rubbing his feet on the plush fur throw rug that was located at the foot of the bed.

Now he was taking stairs, he stopped before a door on the first floor and opened it with great ease, with Abi still in his arms. Abi was mesmerized. This was the master bedroom with a California King bed in the center. It was a modern contemporary four-piece platform bedroom set. Which was sophisticated and versatile. It had a platform bed, a lighting module. There was also a walk-on platform stand with four LED lights. Its drawers had metal side rails. And the headboard was ultra-wide. My My! As a furniture expert, she knew the material used in it. Poplar wood, MDF, Lacquer, and High gloss

I said in amazed and kept staring at this room This room was indeed like a royal room…. a enormously large grey and white colored wolf skin carpet was placed on floor while a huge king size bed was placed in middle with flavor white vanilla scented comforted and cousins, a fine painting of ‘Tallis’ royal castle in golden detailed frame was hung right above this bed on wooden wall behind it… there were two wardrobes on right side which were made out of pure bamboo tree…. and completed with handles made out of pure gold. Also there were two waist length drawers on either side of bed which were again made out of bamboo tree along with a small tea table placed right near round glass window…. a w

King Silas dotingly whispered as he caressed her little snow-white cheek. "She got your eyes, dear!" his loving wife whispered back. They were in their room surrounded by pure shining gold curtains and walls with wild vines of flowers. Their ceiling was coated with the shades of white wolf history from the beginning to its present. In the middle of the grand plafond was a traditional crystal chandelier shining brightly under the moonlight. The king-sized bed where the mother and the daughter were currently lying was covered with an immaculate shining pure white silk mattress and a shimmering gold blanket.

Now it's making me think about what they want with a poor girl like me from Massachusetts. The bed is enormous, with the most beautiful mahogany oak frame and a tall, elegant headboard. I've never had a headboard before never even had a bed this big. On either side are matching nightstands, each with a large lamp perched on top. The walls are freshly painted in a soft, creamy seashell white.

Slowly sucking in air, I released a muffled sigh. I was warm but slightly uncomfortable. My eyes groggily opened to reveal the sight of a headboard. It was a cushioned upholstered headboard with a diamond tufting and traditional camelback shape made with a black denim like material. It was a nice headboard, but it was not my headboard. How peculiar...

The black fur thrown over the chaise was soft and luxurious, and the deep red suede headboard that went almost up to the ceiling was quilted in large squares which dominated the room. The bed was the most enormous Millie had ever seen, she guessed nine feet by seven. Her face pulled a scowl at the thought of laundering sheets the size of those and hoped they had a current laundry account. Turning her attention to the rest of the room, she noticed two doors at the far end. The first one was his bathroom, black and white marble with a freestanding roll-top copper bath and on the other side of the room was a waterfall shower that you could fit a football team into to with room to spare, the who