White Room Invincible Novels & Stories

Miss White smiled and then said, “I’ve already tidied up your room, Miss. Do you want to go and have a look?” “Well, Miss White, you can continue getting busy. I’ll go up by myself.” There were three floors in the villa. Sienna did not take the elevator, and she ascended to the second floor by taking the stairs. The master bedroom on the second floor was warmly furnished, with white gauze curtains and pink drapes. There was a fleece carpet under her feet, and several large and small cartoon dolls of all shapes and sizes were placed by the bed. They were cute and silly.

You have to go alone, no couples allowed and the lights are off you can’t see shit once you’re inside, you are blindfolded and from then on you can end up in a fucking gang bang, or be fucked just by one person, the sky is the fucking limit. The white room is dedicated to couples, only one couple at a time, and they have all the privacy they desire. There’s a curtain and they can close it if they want, but if they want some people watching, they just leave it open and the green light above the window will flash while people are inside.

"Then the oxygen scrubbers fail in ten minutes. We die. You die. And Ivy dies. But if you turn that key, the Palisades becomes a fortress again. You can have her, Dante. Forever. No one will ever see her. No one will ever touch her. She will be your perfect, private masterpiece." Dante looked at Ivy. The erotic tension of the situation was suffocating. He saw the way she looked at him—the fear, the love, the addiction. He saw the "White Room" across the hall, a room designed specifically for her, filled with her favorite books, her favorite colors, a bed of silk and velvet. It was the ultimate possessive dream. A world where she would never be hurt, never be cold, and never be away from him.

I nodded and followed behind immediately, I thought he was going to take me back to the red room, or should I call that a torture room cause that's what it looks like, but I was more surprised when he took another way, we got to a door but it looks more like a computer door because he used his fingerprint to open the door and I also notice that this door looked the most different in this whole mansion though every door here looks magical, I watched as the Alpha stepped into the room and I did so too, unbearable cold washed through me as I step into the room, I was mesmerized and dumbstruck for a second, every fucking thing in this room is white and there's no stain or dirt, this place is mor

🌹 Victoria 🌹 Victoria Fontaine stood in the dimly lit war room of her private estate, the scent of expensive bourbon and aged leather filling the air. The walls, lined with bookshelves and surveillance monitors, cast eerie flickers of light against her sharp, composed features. Despite the chaos unraveling outside, she remained poised. The world was beginning to turn against her, but she had not built an empire on panic. She had built it on control.

He had taken me back into the mansion, through the various hallways upstairs till we stopped at the elevator, then we headed downwards. “Every person of power has one little space, where they work it out, draw information, get answers to political and war issues, or anything relating to the enemy.” He said as we strolled through the hallways, then stopped at the door at its extreme. “This is ours.” he said pushing it open, “The white room” introducing me to blood, torture and hell's portal. It was simply a large dark room, with two chairs, a sink at the farthest end of the room, and a table filled with several tools. Today, I strolled through that same hallway with Caden, Reid and Calum, rea

He might just ask another time if the girl would answer his curiosity. They entered the large room, Damian opened each room with a retina security system. Just like the security he has too. When they arrived at the main room, they were immediately faced with an empty room with several sofas in the middle. They immediately sat there, and together with another figure appeared from the room in front of them. Aldo was dumbfounded, he looked at who the figure who had just appeared was. A figure standing in a wheelchair with an IV in his hand. The figure was also looking at him with a distinctive smile. Aldo shook his head, then looked at Damian who looked strangely normal.

“By the way, ito ang kuwarto ko. Kapag may kailangan ka, don’t be shy to knock on my door, okay?” Pinakatitigan niyang mabuti ang pinto bago dahan-dahang tumango. Nilagpasan namin iyon at ang dalawa pang kuwarto na nadaanan. Tumigil kami sa kasunod na pinto at itinulak iyon pabukas. Nauna nang pumasok si Pearl matapos tumalon mula sa braso ni Jimin. The room has a black and white theme. Very neat and pleasing to the eyes. May queen sized bed, ilang drawers at sariling banyo. He’ll be comfortable here for sure.

hindi ko na natuloy ang sasabihin ko ng biglang may buksan si ethan na door Tinignan ko iyong mabuti Habang inilibot ko ang tingin ko Nakita ko ang white room then may ilang color ng lavender para siyang pang babae, then may upuan table and painting there's a lot of flowers then may five na door then ethan open a one door i look at him its look like sanay na siya "Ito nalang ang akin" then binuksan ni Maxwell ang isang room then nakita ko ang kulay blue na room "Ito ang saakin" marcus the slave said it Its all yours Then sam open a another door its black!! "Akin to" i said it what are you looking at me? "Black yan sam kay Maxwell nalang yan" marcus the slave said it .. duhhh so epal "What? W

Mr Romano", Leo answered. " Take them to the white room", viktoriya ordered. She signalled to the guards and they led Leo and Stephen to the white room. " Where are they taking us?", Stephen whispered. " Just follow them." Ashley was recording their conversations in the vehicle he was. He chewed nervously on his lips, he prayed that they get out alive. When they got to the room, Stephen saw the reason they named it the white room. Every where in the room was painted white even the chairs.