Kamar Serba Pink Novels & Stories

She turned the knob and realized that it wasn’t locked. She was shocked when she walked in. In her mind, men would have minimalistic colors in their rooms—they would usually be gray or white—but Cameron’s room was far from that. It had elaborate decor with warm colors and looked very cozy. A curtain was half drawn to cover the bed while strings of beads surrounded it. The circle window faced the woods, and all she could see was green. Daisie looked toward the dressing table, which was covered with skincare bottles and makeup. She walked over and picked up a lipstick.

I was shown to my room, I stood in front of the bedroom door and looked in. The entire place looked cozy and comfortable. It was really beautiful. The walls were painted pink, the sheets were pink too. Everything was feminine. “Did you decorate this room for a future concubine?." I asked Kalum, he was leaning on the doorframe. “Oh, no. We do have concubines and they are not allowed into the house. We designed this room for our little sister, in case she decides to stop hiding."

The other two men who brought us in here didn’t say a word, instead, they nod at the ladies who respond with another warm smile, and then they start to lead us down a long hallway. They both stop in front of one of the doors and usher us in. The room is decorated in pink and white. Pink is not one of my favorite colors, but the room looks beautiful nonetheless. There are two separate beds on opposite sides of the walls with a floor-length window in between. The curtains are white with black patches and there’s a small television just in the middle of the room with a large wardrobe to it’s right. The room is definitely beautiful.

Because the room was in pink, with cards scattered everywhere, he must have told a designer to do this. He knew I didn’t have a preference for my room as long as it was elegant and rich in blind colors. "This is insane," Maya said, flopping onto the mattress, her pink suitcases melting to decor. "We are going to have the best parties here." "Let’s just unpack first," I laughed. While Maya started organizing her clothes, I slipped away to my bathroom. I needed to wash the day off. I needed to wash Stellan off. I turned the shower to scalding, scrubbing my skin until it turned pink, trying to erase the phantom sensation of his hands on my hips and the sticky reminder of our time in the storage

Unfortunately, there was nothing much in the room it was just an ordinary room with everything in soft pink theme it’s kind of unique colour to choose for an early age man. ' WAIT! hold on for second, does Mr. Walker was addicted to pink colour? ' I’m making an assumption. My eyes are wide open. Maybe this is the secret. I bit my lip trying not to look obvious happy and also tried to cover up my evil laugh. I had to know if I was the only person in this room.

The floor was tiled with black marble and the walls were filled with paintings and pictures. “What don't you girls eat and then go unpack and check out your rooms.” Annette said and gave one of her wide smiles,“I had them decorated pink... yunno, for girls?” “It's fine, ma. My best colours are black and pink, actually,” I replied quietly, hoping Andrea and Alia won't think I'm being too forward,“Secondly, we don't have anything to unpack. We came empty handed.” “Really? I'll add a touch of black to yours then.” She grinned widely.

haha So I'm here now in this dorm, and I'm only with Gen. He also agreed to move because he said he didn't have a roommate and it was boring there. He is said to be a member of the Elite Circle but he did not use his place here. His room is here and I just frowned because the room is pink, well, I don't like pink because I'm gay. I like powder blue or royal blue. "Why pink?" I frowned and asked Gen. I don't want to be rude but crap, this is out of my taste range.

She has the money and she is willing to spend on us. We are given different rooms but close to each other, beside each other, I would say. I go into my room, it's pinky as Helena had ordered, I wonder the stress the attendants go through in furnishing and rebranding the stuff already in a room just to make it suit the taste of the occupant of the room. The light, I raise up my eyes to see, is not even white or gold, but pink. This place looks heavenly!

I didn't have the heart to say 'No', so I didn't say anything and ate the lasagna in silence. As I entered my bedroom, I was enveloped in a sea of pink. The walls were painted a soft blush hue, while a fluffy pink shag rug covered the marble tiled. The bedding consisted of hot pink sheets with a matching comforter adorned with fluffy white pillows. The curtains were also a pale pink, allowing just enough natural light to flood in. The furniture included a white vanity with a pink cushioned stool, a white wooden dresser adorned with pink floral knobs, and a white canopy bed with pink drape curtains. Overall, my room was a girly sanctuary filled with all shades of pink.

I nodded, walking into the building with him. We had checked everywhere in the house. It was all so perfect. The Master Bedroom was lit, totally perfect for us. The Guests' room was also Damn gorgeous. We were checking the third room out now. "Wow!" I said, scanning the room. It was a very big room painted in half-pink and half-blue. It seemed like the combination of two different rooms. The pink part of it was girly and the blue mixed with a bit of purple theme was more of a boy-looking room.