Hot Pink Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Ajax looks like he is just about ready to throw the guys out of the window when more of his friends arrive. “Well, if it’s not too much trouble, why don’t we help?” A petite girl with a hair color that Holly likes comes to join in. I can’t exactly focus on her face because my eyes are captivated by her hair. “Were you born like that?” I can’t help but ask since it piques my curiosity. I remember Holly saying that the color was called pink. The girl blushes at my comment and chuckles. “Does it look natural? Thanks!” She then consciously tucks a loose strand behind her ear. “Unfortunately, it’s not natural. I have to dye it to make it turn like this.”

Rebecca said. “I just want to see if you choose the right colour to favour. Because if doesn’t look pretty on you, is not the right colour for you,” Richard said. “Don’t worry, you will see me in pink one day,” Rebecca said smiling. “Do you know what?” Richard said. “No I don’t,” she replied. “I think you should choose red to be your favourite colour,” Richard suggested. “And why should I do that?” she asked. “Because it looks pretty on you,” Richard answered.

Dominic stared into her eyes and continued to smile. “It wouldn’t have been so bad if they’d been a nice powder pink, or a dark rose. But Romini made them a glowing neon pink. I didn’t know that he knew what that color was. It didn’t work with anything else in the area and it was glaringly out of place.” Raven complained as if she didn’t notice at all that Dominic was flirting with her. Dominic closed his eyes before his chin fell to his chest before he looked up again to her eyes.

‘Speaking of the devil’ ivy said smirking as Natasha rushed to them ‘You guys I’ve missed you’ Natasha squealed as she hugged both ivy and Chloe ‘We’ve missed you too’ Chloe said smiling as they disengaged from the hug. ‘Tasha why the hell did you dye your hair’ ivy asked in horror as she stared at Tasha’s pink hair ‘you do know it’s actually against the rules’. ‘I know besides the teachers can’t say anything since it’s just the first week of resumption’ Natasha replied flipping her hair stylishly ‘besides my new look resembles my favorite anime character’. ‘Uhmm can you b***hes keep shut, you don’t own this place ya know’ a girl says angrily, suddenly the whole place was quiet.

“Babe, you don’t understand! I can’t wear pale pink polish!” “What about hot pink?” “No! That’s even worse, I need like a sassy pink or maybe an angry pink,” “An angry pink?” Emrys questioned as he watched Ostana bicker to Laker about nail polish, I laughed and pushed both boys out of the way. Laker and Emrys reflected each other's faces as Ostana was deep in thought, peering over each polish bottle, her finger twirling a strand of her raven black hair.

In fact, she became even more guiltier at lying to him. The apartment was decorated by Xante. She chose pink to be the main color, and the style was very feminine. Xante looked like she was a mature, lady boss on the surface but deep inside, she was still a young girl who loved the color pink. The furniture and decorations were mainly bought by Xante, and they were in various shades of pink. As for Aaron, while he was the respected vice president of Newmoon Group and enjoying his moment of glory in the world of business… At home, he basically had no say in front of Corinne and Xante.

She knows what she is doing. Those beautiful curves, butter-like skin and radiant glow. How am I supposed to control myself? I am trained to control my mind and emotions but everything goes in vain when she is in front of me. I pulled the gown down her head, covered in pastel pink satin. She scowled when she saw pink on her body, it's not her favourite colour, but she looks the prettiest in pink. She thinks pink is too soft for her aura, but I always tell her that she looks like an angel when she is in pink.

I crave for his touch in my sleep, in the office, whenever I set my eyes on him basically. I really really like this one, and it's so embarrassing. I rushed home to get ready because I'm very particular about how I look around that man these days. Red and black seems to get him in the certain type of deranged mood that I want him to be around me always so I've been incorporating those colors especially. I'm now more of a red lipstick girl when I've flexed nude or something lighter for years.

Harmonia intervened naturally. Maria nodded repeatedly. Harmonia then looked at Monica and asked, “Monica, what did you want to show me?” Monica regained her composure and swiped on Monica’s tablet immediately. “Monia, which of these hair colors do you think looks the best? Can you help me decide?” Harmonia took a look. Red, yellow, purple, green, blue, and gray, were all mixed together. At first glance, it looked like the ‘emo goth’ style.

I mutter. “No, Daddy Rook, just making you pretty.” Pretty fucking foolish. “Whatever the princess says,” I mutter. I stare at the palette Harlow is pointing at, my stomach sinking. Bright, Bold, and unavoidable. It’s all vibrant blues, deep purples, and a neon pink so intense it looks like it could glow in the dark. “Princess,” I start, trying to reason with her, “maybe something… a little less blinding?” Harlow gasps dramatically, clutching her chest like I just told her Santa isn’t real. “Daddy Rook, you said whatever I want!”