Background Kamar Pink Novels & Stories

The door swings open. Contrary to my expectations, the room is immaculate. The walls are painted a soft pink, and a California king bed, dressed in pink and white, sits in the center. There’s a vanity table with a peach-scented perfume on it—Tom Ford’s "Bitter Peach," I recognize. The perfume looks brand new. A woman must live here, but where is she?

As I lay on my brand new four-poster bed, adorned with beautiful hand-embroidered sheets. I couldn't help but notice the luxurious interior of my room. Grandpa allowed me to change it from pink to simply a luxury dark room, the same as Kylos. I am not the type that likes bright colors. Jasmin loves pink unlike me. The serene environment is so beautiful when looking through the glass wall. Unfortunately, the world outside was abuzz with rumors related to my marriage with Kylo.

Without another word, I opened the door and slammed it hard, relishing the sound it made. I didn't change when I got into the room as I went to the bed immediately. Like Dante's, the room was big yet simple. Instead of the grey and black decor, this room was pink. It had pink floral curtains and at the far end of the room, there was a table and chair. All pink.Trash. I made a mental note not to ask him to give me another room or to repaint it. An Omega came into the room a few hours later and left a tray of food. When she was certain I didn't intend to reply or acknowledge her presence, she bowed and left. ***

I was disappointed deep with in but l tried not to show it on my face hence l smiled back when he did the same after the kiss. So this is my little mate's room. It smells so much like you. Zion commented about my room. Unlike his penthpuse that is in grey and white paints, my room is in all pink. Two of the four room walls are in baby pink and the other two are in dark pink. I suggested the color myself when we moved into the house. Just my closet is in white but the rest of other stuffs are in pink too. Yeah its the one.l replied him. What do you think about it? I added with a question.

Samantha POV Jodie and I have been busy with my room for the past two days. After our shopping trip yesterday we decided to start with the walls first before the furniture arrives. We painted my walls white. It took us three coats to obscure the pink in my room. I don't understand how the hell anyone could want hot pink for their walls. The colour just made me shudder. I decided on a bohemian-style bedroom. I bought all my furniture in light brown. I have this vision in my head of what I want my room to look like.

I sauntered after her and when she switched on the lights, I was stunned to see a beautiful room that had many pink colors in it but it was gorgeous. "Wow, it's so beautiful" "Well, this is going to be your new room from today onwards, I hope you love it?" I found nothing wrong with my former room but it was better than the garbage I had in Mark's pack but now I had such a beautiful suite. The bed wasn't too large, it had two drawers beside it and a large wardrobe at the other corner. It was painted pink and the bed was pink too. "It was meant for Lina but she disliked it because of the color, so I ordered the maids to do a little retouch on it" Cindy told me with a charming beam.

I could see that they were quite happy and excited as Jacob and I held that romantic posture in the vehicle. My room looked beautiful compared to the living room, dining hall and extra huge kitchen with lots of maids. When I saw it, disappointment almost ate me up. Pink theme was evident in my room decorations and I cringed. Pink curtains, pink and white bedsheets and pillow cases, pink wardrobe and a pink shoe rack with a center pink rug, pink table and a dark Hewlett Packard laptop sprayed pink. I rushed to my laptop and punched in my password. Luckily, no one had guessed my password and logged in behind my back. It could have been disastrous.

I stepped in and holy motherfucking fuck of all possible fucks. It was like someone had taken the concept of girly and vomited it across every available surface. The room was massive, way bigger than I’d expected, sectioned into a small living area with a plush velvet sofa, a kitchenette with shiny appliances, and two beds on opposite sides of the room. And the color… it was a relentless, overwhelming assault of pink. Blush pink walls, a hot pink throw rug, even the lampshades cast a rosy glow. I was going to get a fucking cavity just standing there.

He was wiping off his cheeks with a handkerchief. "Come on, open the door," Dad spoke to me softly, and I stretched my hand forward and turned the doorknob to open it. I marveled at the beautiful pink room, which was extremely glamorous and ethereal. "Is this really my room!" My eyes welled up in tears as I entered the beautiful pink room. It featured floor-to-ceiling pink curtains, pink bedding, a pink couch, and pink and white artistic designs on the walls. It also had beautiful colorful lights and a golden chandelier at the top.

She points to my room and then to the bathroom I will be sharing with Kane, whose room is directly across the hall from mine. I open the door and find it has almost as much personality as the rest of the house. There is a large king size bed in the center of the back wall with a white duvet and dark purple accent pillows. All of the furniture is black and there are a few abstract art pieces all following the purple, black and white colour scheme on the walls. I see my bags sitting on the little bench at the foot of the bed.