Kamar Serba Pink Novels & Stories

Chris closed the door. Paige checked out the room blushingly. It was her first time in a love hotel room. Nothing was special about it, except that the room had a pink theme going on. The bed, canopy, and light were pink. The purple and pink colors added a romantic and suggestive vibe to the room. Her heart raced when she saw the pink circular bed. It was as if her heart was beating out of her chest. Chris came up from behind Paige, wrapping his hands around her waist.

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.

The room was decorated in pink and blue. The room was a wonderland of colors and creativity, perfectly tailored for the twins. On one side, the walls were painted a soft pastel pink, adorned with delicate floral patterns and whimsical fairy decals. The bed, covered with a fluffy pink comforter, had a canopy draped in sheer, sparkly fabric, making it look like a princess’s bed. Plush toys, from unicorns to teddy bears, were neatly arranged on shelves, and a little vanity set complete with a mirror and tiny stool stood by the window.

Teresa won't notice, will she? "Will do right away master," Teresa responded leaving a smug grin and I continued my way to the guest room as I didn't care. The guest room was specially designed for Debra. We all knew she was the sole guest to stay in the mansion so the whole interior was designed in pink color. Jezebel told me every girl loves pink. Hope she has the same preference as other girls. Starting with her bed, curtains. cupboard, sofa, bedsheet, the duvet, the whole room was set in pink color. Holding with her with my burnt hands was so painful. I was good at hiding my pain since childhood.

I had contemplated on what to wear and settled on black pegged pants and a plain mauve T-Shirt - which was part of what I had gotten at the store - before Sara had pulled me into her room to help her dress up. As we went on chattering and squeaking like teenagers, I couldn't help but notice how colourful Sara's room was, and when I meant colourful, I meant colourfully pink. From the bedspread and covers down to the seat cover of the chairs in front of her vanity mirror to the floor mat which shone pinkly on the ground, daring you to roam on it unless you are a princess. It was something out of a Barbie world. I looked at my outfit and chuckled. Way to go, Ken.

"I wonder what my door looks like. Hopefully it's as pretty as this one, though I've always been partial to pink." After a good fifteen minutes of wandering the seemingly endless hallways, we each found our respective bedrooms. Helena had yipped happily as she saw the gentle pink door with her number shining brightly in gold. She marveled at the golden trimming that lined the door and rushed inside with a gleeful goodnight to the two of us. Camille's door was a gentle shade of mint green, little vines crawling along the edges, small flower buds protruding in random locations.

Lasci nodded, “I’m glad you realize that. You know where Pru is?” Amorous shook his head, “Nah, but I know Tener and Johnathan are in the other room decorating.” “Decorating?” Lasci opened the bedroom door next to his and walked in. It was like he was in a completely different house. It screamed girly. From the pink curtains to the pink angora rugs, Lasci almost got a headache from so much pink. All that was missing was the furniture. “What in the hell are you doing? She’s not 10!”

Just like the exterior, black dominated the interior decoration of the living room with a little touch of silver that made it appear royal and enhanced its luxurious look. The floor length windows were hidden behind a thick silky black curtain and the chairs were organized properly at the center of the living room. He began making his way up the spiral structured stairs and I followed his lead. We arrived at a secluded hallway with three doors being the occupants of the wing and i could guess the rooms belonged to him and Esmeralda and the other one? Remained a mystery. He opened one of the doors that revealed her room and I narrowed my eyes at the strange color. All my seven years I've only

She announced as they arrived at her bedroom door. There was just about every shade of pink that decorated camie's room. Though it was expected, knowing pink was camie's favorite color, it still baffled her every time she entered this pink madness. "You seriously need to lay off the pink Camie. Seriously, too much pink can cause seizures." She states as a matter of fact. "Ha. Ha. You made a funny." Camille said sarcastically. Camille walked over to her closet, while Ondina picked up a music box that revealed a ballerina in a powder pink dress. She sat patiently on the foot of the bed while Camie roamed through her closet and twisted the broken handle of the music box.

It's the first thing you'd do if you were me and plan on inserting cameras, monitor your victim closely, then break in days later to commit the perfect murder. The second bedroom is large, and the decor is ummm... tacky? For my taste at least. It's like Barbie exploded in here (I'm sorry Barbie, I love you but... urgh) because why in the living hell is every fucking thing the same obnoxious shade of bright pink that should obviously be banned but hasn't? One look, and you'd know it's Mrs. Matteo's room. Pink walls, sheets, curtains, dresser. Jesus Christ.