White Room Invincible Novels & Stories

"She's fine. The gown is designed with a thermal resistor that regulates heat, so she is fairly warm in it, isn't that right, Vinca?" Vinca smiled and nodded, causing streaks of anger to course through Shanice's veins. "This bitch, just wait till I find a way of dealing with you" she was seething! "Frost, it's so good to see you. How have you been?" He turned at the voice to see Mr. V and next to him, the last person on earth that he wanted to meet, his aura turning cold suddenly. Vinca found her hand harshly squeezed and almost winced in pain.

Varly asked shyly. "Of course Varly, let's go, Athena," he said happily and invited me to go to the room. I was embarrassed but there was nothing I could do so I just agreed. We left Yans, Varly, and Race there talking. We entered the guest room. A queen-size bed is the only comfort. There is also a bathroom. I rolled my eyes. The theme of this room is all white. "Lev, I'm just taking a bath" He just nodded and sat down.

"That's what they say in novels, a man is dying, but when his lover appears, kisses him, calls his name, and he gets strength and opens his eyes-" Ulric stomped on Cecil's foot while Lydia wasn't looking. "This is the Vip ward, and there is a special lounge inside the room that you can use. If you have any difficulties, feel free to contact us. Vince was attacked by our enemies, we need to go deal with this."

Saka said, the wall of energy is impermeable to Talent, so there is no possibility of someone cheating by relying on his strength, even a Lightning who is very skilled with electricity. Two seconds after Venus scanned her eyes, the wall of energy decays inactivity. Right after Venus crossed the door line, the wall of energy reappeared as fast as lightning. Virzash did the same thing, and finally Mr. Saka closed the steel door. The first thing Venus saw was the recreation room as big as the field; everything seemed silver and some black. In that room are scattered lots of cushioned chairs, sofas, or wooden chairs with matching tables. The floor under the chairs and tables was covered with a c

"We searched the entire kingdom and we didn't find her so we began to check the log of every porthole within the kingdom but they were no traces of entry nor departure" "And how exactly did you arrive at the conclusion that the princess is in the human world?" "During our search we found the guardians of the porthole of the human world lying unconsciously on the floor with messed up memories so we gave them recovery potions and..." "And what?!" "they remembered that the princess was at the porthole last night. That was all they remembered, their memory was entirely erased, they didn't even remember who they were. It was like someone was trying not leave any trace".

I struggle to my feet and fight as much as I can until once again they have me pinned to the floor before knocking me out. I wake up back in the white room with a vial of blood sitting on a small table. I stagger to my feet and over to where the vial is with a note saying 'Drink me!'. As soon as I touch the vial, the room starts with the flashing once more. I down the vial before the room seems to send me insane again.

This is going to be as easy as I think it'll be. I look away from him, the freak, and aim my sight at the flawless white wall. Every piece of furniture in the room is colored white. Everything seems to blind my vision. They appear untouched by nobody. I look down at the tiled floor, and my frame reflects on it. It's a heavenly room, I swear. I'm clean with mine, but this? It's indescribable.

I knocked on the door slightly. "Come in" he said. I opened the door and entered his dark room, I have never entered his room before. The room was very big and spacious, the theme colour is mostly black, black like his soul. I looked at him and he just finished showering, he tied a white towel around his waist as water dripped down from his hair and body. I looked at his muscled body, Everett is very muscular and perfectly in shape. He has perfect 6 packs with a deep v line in his torso, honestly I don't blame the woman that is falling in love with this man he is perfectly made. Even if he was looking hot right now I didn't drool on him, I just looked at him quietly as I held the tray, the o

Something old. “No,” he said. “It isn’t. Because you will always have a choice. They’re just trying to make sure you only see one.” My throat tightened. “So what do we do?” He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he walked to the far wall of the war room—the part that looked like bookshelves to anyone who didn’t know the trick…and pressed a hidden latch. A panel shifted. Silent. Clean. Inside was a safe. He keyed in a code without looking at his hands.

Every breath felt like liquid silver pouring into my lungs, my muscles locking up as the heat tore through my chest. Get up, my inner wolf snarled, weak and desperate. They’re coming. Dragging myself across the tile, I slammed the heavy iron security door shut, throwing the mechanical deadlock into place. I turned the decontamination valve, letting freezing, high-pressure water drench my clothes, trying to shock my system out of the paralysis. I am Chika Whitmore. I don't break for rogue executioners. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echoed outside the vault door, accompanied by a low, mocking chuckle.