Kamar Serba Pink Novels & Stories

I internally gag trying to hide my horror. “I had the room redone for you.” as she walked towards the windows pulling back the drapes. I cringe trying to force a smile “Oh, you shouldn’t have.” Jean just smiles “It’s no problem, I’m glad I could help.” Pink is literally my least favorite color as I try to stomach the sight of the room. Walls, ceiling, rugs, bedding, curtains, furniture, accessories, basically everything is in different shades of pink. How on Earth can someone like pink this much. Then I stop myself, oh yeah we aren’t on Earth anymore. Thinking back to my home and family a sad feeling aches inside of me.

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.

“Do you normally sleep in this room with its pink color scheme?” He laughed and shook his head. “No, I had the staff change the decor to something I thought you would like better,” he told her. “I hope you like it.” “It’s beautiful,” Eve said, looking back at the room. The walls had been painted a pink-hued cream color, and the pink carpet was the shade of the sunlight on the clouds as it began its journey to the horizon in the evening. The furnishings were cream with gold trim, and the bedding matched the carpet.

I walked out and followed Viktoria's scent until I reached a pink door. I knocked before I entered. The pink colour assaulted my eyes. Every single thing in this room was pink. The bed along with the princess canopy on it, the bed sheets, the pillows, the desk, the chair, the carpet, the rug. Literally every fucking thing. It looked like barbie took a shit in here.

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.

Angelo hated that it was all covered in glamorous pink. Angelo first took a deep breath before he went inside Aimie’s or rather now his room and directly went towards his bed- that was also brightly in pink. He first took the phone- that was on the bedside table, swiped it open, and laid on the comfy pink-colored bed.

He decided to renovate a room for Clara, making sure everything was in her favorite color, pink. The room was nothing short of a pink paradise, with everything from the walls to the carpet to the bedding in various shades of the rosy hue. The bed, wardrobe, desk, seat, fur carpet, pillows, and sheets were all in different shades of pink. The room was so pink that it was almost blinding to anyone who entered. In fact, there were so many shades of pink in the room that it seemed as if Trey had gone overboard with his affection. He took his family to the mall, where he went on a shopping spree and bought all the princess dresses and other pink-themed accessories that caught his attention.

My lips are parted in amazement as I tug my hair from my face. Let's do this. “What the hell?” I can't help the words tumbling out of my lips as the door to my room creaks open. The room is large, but every single piece of furniture is pink. The bed, drawer, closet, and down to the damn TV. What the hell? I hate pink, that's Ariella's best color– oh crap. “You don't like it? Don said it was your favourite color–” “Of course, I love it. Thank you.” I cut him off, swallowing the lump of disgust I feel rising up in my throat.

, he says with a smile. “No way”, I said in disbelief as I ran off toward the stairs. When I flick the lights on, I’m frozen at the beauty and attention to detail of a room that was clearly meant for my comfort. “This is so pretty”! The room walls are pink. The furniture is a glossy black material. The floors are dark wood and the curtains and bed sheets are pale pink! There is a fluffy bubblegum pink rug under the bed! “Wow, you really intended for me to live here! Why not bring me here instead of the colonial''? He shrugs. “If it was just me, you, and Gabby I would have”!

I know she would like it as well. Once we get to the club, I enter the sex store next to it and purchase what I need. We head back to the club and Kyle sits in the VIP while I head to the room I'll be using. They have a room for female domes. The room has white walls, but the walls have fluorescent pink lights, so the room looks pink. The huge room is lined up with black trim. The bedding is pure white. Just like the other room, it has all the same stuff, but it's all-white instead.