Lavi Pink Bubblegum Novels & Stories

Richard said as they were walking to an ATM machine located next to the shopping mall. “Thank you,” Rebecca smiled. “Did mum buy it for you?” Richard asked. “Not really, I bought it last Christmas,” Rebecca replied. “Is red your favourite colour?” Richard asked. “Why do ask?” Rebecca responded. “I’m just asking,” Richard replied. “Pink is my favourite colour, what about you?” she asked. “I love black,” Richard replied. “That’s cool,” Rebecca commented. “I would love to see you wearing pink,” Richard said. “Really? Can I ask you why?” Rebecca said.

Liam stared at the puffy swirl like it had personally insulted his stock portfolio. “It’s… pink.” “Yes.” “It’s… spun sugar?” “Yes.” “Why is it sentient?” I took a giant bite and grinned. “Try it.” He pinched a bit, sniffed it like it was radioactive, then reluctantly popped it into his mouth. His eyebrows shot up. “Oh. Oh no. I like this.” “Told you.” “I could destroy a dozen of these.” “I will monitor your sugar intake.” “You will pry this from my cold, sticky fingers.”

She lowered her eyes and muttered in a small voice, "How could you treat me in this way?" "I think it fits your temperament. What do you like?" Liam glanced at Gemma and asked calmly. "I like pink. Pink is the little princess's favorite color." Gemma said it out loud in a straightforward manner. "OK, I'll keep it in mind." Liam's clear-cut features carried a light smile. Gemma tilted her head, looked at his straight nose and angular chin, and blinked her eyes gently. "It's okay if you can keep it in mind." "Why were you so straight forward?" Liam frowned.

she winks her brown eyes at me as she stick out her tongue to lubricate it. That’s my girl, I love every part of Ava. She’s naughty, sweet, soft heart and open minded. “ But I’m not choosing those slutty colour. Red is a popular colour for sluts, I would go for a sky blue with some sparkling diamonds on it.” smiles parts her beautiful shape of lips.

*Poppy* As the warm bathwater swirled around Gemma in the tub, I gently lathered her hair with fragrant shampoo, the sweet scent of lavender filling the small bathroom. Gemma giggled as the bubbles flirted with her fingers, her laughter the perfect antidote to the long day I had endured. After drying her off and wrapping her in a soft towel, I led her into her cozy bedroom, a realm of pastel colors and stuffed animals that seemed to dance in the soft light filtering through the curtains.

Luckily, she had her trusty ear-popping trick to hand. Leaning forward in a slouch, she dug into her carry-on bag stuffed under the seat in front of her and grinned when she found what she was looking for. She unwrapped the pink strip of bubblegum and sucked it into her mouth, exhaling in relief when her ears popped thirty seconds later. Hallelujah. Grinning contentedly, she felt a pair of dark green eyes on her and swung around to Luke. "Yes?" she asked. Luke shook his head. "You're really chewing bubblegum now, huh?"

“Hmm. I was about seven. My mom wanted to bathe me, but I insisted on doing it myself. She told me to wait in the bathroom while she went to get something.” He paused, laughing. “Me being the stubborn little alpha I was, I decided I didn’t need help. So I grabbed what I thought was shampoo and poured it all over my head.” Kaliyah narrowed her eyes, already sensing the twist. “It was pink hair dye,” Levi said, deadpan. Kaliyah burst into laughter. “You dyed your hair pink?” “Yep,” Levi said, trying to keep a straight face. “It was a gift from one of my mom’s friends.”

When I was done with my shower, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Pink hair. Oh, crap. Take deep breaths, Theo. There's no need to panic. It's just pink. Just bubblegum pink. You can get it out. Ok, it's still there. An evil smirk made its way to my lips. When I ambled into the sitting room, Luke burst into laughter. "What the hell?! Theo you have pink hair! Not just pink but, bubblegum pink! I never thought I would see this day!" He laughed, falling off the couch."Just shut up" I scowled. It only made him laugh harder. I groaned, tugging at my pink hair with frustration. "Dude, you sure look hot in pink" Luke said still laughing hard. I rolled my eyes and went into the kitchen to hav

The little boy’s cheeks are puffed up and his face is turning red as he tries to concentrate. He is trying to picture a red fireball in his mind but it is distorted. No matter how hard he tires, he cannot seem to channel his energy to it. “Concentrate, Lavi,” a gentle voice tells him. “It is hard!” Lavi complains and glances at the woman sitting next to him. She has long, wine colored hair which is shining under the bright sky. Her face exudes an exotic aura but she is sweet with an angelic demeanor. She smiles at him and pinches his cheek.

she asked, her tone casual yet probing. I paused, considering the question. "That's easy, white and pink. She however likes certain pinks only for certain things. For example, for her teddy bears, she can't handle any pink other than carnation pink, candy pink, and bubblegum pink. I don't know, it's something like that. She loves candy pink hair, her dress must not be Barbie pink, and she prefers all her shoes to be one pink color that sounds like a tree's name," I responded, the details flowing effortlessly from my memory. "And Savia?" Lavender prompted, her gaze unwavering.