Pink Aesthetic Book Novels & Stories

It felt good to be back here. The walls were a different shade of pink. On the northernmost part of the wall where the head of her bed was located was covered in a wallpaper with rose pink background and luscious fuschia pink flowers. The westernmost part where her windows were located was painted in the palest shade of pastel pink, almost the same shade as her window frames. The other side of the wall— her workspace and reading area was painted in carnation and every other shade of pink there was. It was mostly an outbursts of pink, her favorite color. She had maintained this color since she was a kid and she didn't see that love for the color dwindling anytime soon.

Both the pre-ruin and the post-ruin, I wasn't ready for any of it. My movements came to a halt when my gaze flitted across the street and landed on the poster of the new Fantasy series I had been waiting on; All the Beautiful Things. It was a trilogy. All the beautiful things are red, All the beautiful things are gold, and All the beautiful things are black. It was more like Romantasy actually. A wide grin crept up my face and I looked sideways, before slipping towards the bookstore even though I knew there was no car in sight. Volxe bookstore.

Dani snorted, "like that has changed.” She sighed, dramatically. "sue me. Pink is such a beautiful colour.” And there was no denying that. But I doubt Kieran would like his room covered in pink. “Why do you have that look on your face?" Allie asked, going towards the window to open it. I frowned, “was I that easy to read?" “You wear your emotions on your sleeve." Dani explained, proving her point. “I'm just thinking about decorating Kieran's room, but I don't think he's going to appreciate pink…or purple.”

Amaya felt uneasy back at the library. Something wasn't right and she could feel it. She was so unrelaxed and everything wasn't feeling normal. She had come to the library to study for her fast approaching exams and everything was going on smoothly until now. Her left pinky finger had began shaking on it's own,a sign she had always had since she was a kid when things were about to or were already going wrong. She tried to focus back on her studying again,but couldn't. She suddenly felt restless.

But my steps halted, I turned around and my gaze fell directly on the book she added back to the shelf. Something in me wanted to see what she read. I went closer to it, but instead of bringing out the book she took, I found myself bringing out the one beside it. My hands shivered as I pulled it out. The designs was still there, but they looked old and faded now. The book was wrapped in a fancy pink cover, colorful stickers were plastered all over it. But the words inside weigh heavier than how it looks. My fingers rubbed the sticker, and I found myself pondering about how the book came up.

pinky asked. "Come with me pinky"he pull her towards the hut. He took her inside the hut that were decorated with flowers,the little hut looks very beautiful. More beautiful,the hut was designed with Pinky's favorite color which is purple and white. "This is beautiful"pinky said, bending over the floor and took some flower into her hands and inhale it. "Wow!"she countinue. "Pinky!"Seth called "Yes" She replied facing him now with a flower in her hand.

Mokunfayo Badmus: He saw why I did. I could see it in his expression, but he didn't look like he was going to call me out for it. " I like the colour I like because it depicts some sort of… innocence I knew I can never attain." Even though he tried his possible best to not give away the colour, he failed miserably. "White. Nice try. " I beamed much to his disgruntlement. An insincere frown appeared on his face to show that he didn't like that I guessed that accurately.

"Look, everyone. I printed your exam admission tickets on pink paper. Isn't it cute?" Our homeroom teacher, Pauline Ashby, stood at the podium, proudly holding up a stack of pink sheets with both hands. Gasps rippled through the classroom. "That's so adorable, Ms. Ashby!" "Pink is so soothing. It already puts me in a better mood." A few girls in the front row were the first to say something, their eyes sparkling with excitement. The boys didn't say much, but none of them objected either.

Everyone always tried to limit her by sending bodyguards to her. The only thing she needed to do was ignore them—just like she always tried to do. Her feet stepped down the aisle of bookshelves one by one. The smell of new pages made her feel at ease—calm and pleasant that she intended to linger there. Usually, she prefers to buy fiction books with the theme of love stories because she likes to spend time reading romance books. However, she passed through the hall this time without intending to find a book there. Her hand reached out and took a book with a pink cover entitled; Pregnancy and How to Deal with It through the first three months.

I see a purple and a bright yellow room, the two of my favorite colors. Wait a minute this room has been decorated. I can smell the paint and the new furniture scent in the room. Wow, this is brand new. Everything in here is. Even this book I pick up by the nightstand then I take a good look at it. It is one of my favorite author’s B.B. Reid's “Fear Me” they bought all the series for me. Wow, I am so in love right now. Sometimes girls want candy and flowers but for me I want books. I gasp and realize this room is all my favorite colors and brand-new stuff and clothes. The weird thing is the clothes are all my size? Down to my bra size. I feel sick and thankful at the same time. I just realiz