Pink Bow Meaning Novels & Stories

Before my crazy grandmother died, she gave me three walnuts. According to her last wish, I cracked open the first walnut on my twenty-fifth birthday. Inside the walnut was a slip of paper. 'Go to the skybridge and grovel at the first beggar you meet' was the instruction written on it. When I looked at the note, I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment. Still, I did as told. To my surprise, the beggar turned out to be an undercover cop. Only later did I learn that I had long been targeted by human traffickers, and the bow had saved my life. As for the second walnut, my grandmother told me to crack it open before I got married. When I put on my wedding dress, ready to marry the policeman who saved me, I happily opened it. This time, there was a crumpled old photograph inside. In the photo, my fiancé was smiling as he strangled another bride.

Sophia. Meaning: wisdom. Sophia Syde, a young, nineteen-year-old who grew up in the shadow of her elder siblings now has to step into the world that provides her an experience out of her comfort zone. With initial hesitation and doubts, Sophia finds her new life fascinating to the point where she takes extreme measures to contain the position in the company. The company that is run by her older brother that is too sensitive about her wellbeing. Sophia has to take decisions, ones that shifts her life to an undiscovered territory of not only living but also personality. A personality she moulds herself into for adaptation in her newfound, chosen life. A life where she has to hurt someone, and trust other. Where she gets hurt by a foe but also adored by a lover. A life where family matters, but they're also the one to hurt her. Welcome to Sophia's happening life.

Elara Montclair , a rebellious young woman skilled in fencing has never believed in fate. Until a mysterious book is forced into her hands… and pulls her into a hidden world of werewolves. A world she never knew existed. A world where she unknowingly comes face-to-face with the man chosen for her by the Moon Goddess herself. Lucien Blackwood , the ruthless, true-blooded Alpha Prince of the Nightfang Pack is destined for the throne. But there’s one condition: he must find his fated mate. Powerful, cold, and feared, Lucien never expected his mate to be a human... yet there he is willing to bow in front of destiny. She doesn’t know who he is. He knows she belongs to him. When a fiery human girl collides with a possessive Alpha Prince, fate becomes more dangerous than either of them imagined. Will she accept a bond she never asked for… or will their clash ignite a war between destiny and choice? The Human Bound to the Alpha Prince, where fate binds, but hearts decide.

Making a contract with the demon is an eternal agreement. Even when your body had broken and shattered, and you were lifeless, your soul would still be bound by the chains in the deepest of hell. *** Aghya’s revenge — Felenia’s mother caused her to bond with the cruelest demon, Lucifer — The Fallen Angel. She became his bride. Lucifer tortured her body many times until she was on the verge of death. However, Felenia always remains in the same condition as before. She should have hated Lucifer because, thanks to the demon, she needs to go through the most painful experience in her life, which was the loss of all her family members. However, another feeling developed in her heart, feelings of love that Felenia shouldn’t have. However, is it love? *** “That’s my way of showing love to you, my bride. After all, the demon does not bow to humans and other creatures, not even to God. So, I hope you understand that.” ~Leoniel~ The Great Demon Lucifer.

Zoya Ironwood was nothing significant. Just a star fighter at Shadow Rings. She didn't have to be significant to survive. Zoya hid her identity as an omega for years. She was mated to Alpha Xander. Everything was fine. Until her whole world collided with Ragnar Throne, the cold immortal Lycan, or in simpler terms, pure evil and destruction. In one day, everything she struggles to build comes crashing down. She is left rejected and alone. She is forced to do his bidding and endure his manipulate ways if she wants to survive. It's almost bearable... But doesn't he know the meaning of personal space? Zoya can't imagine why he is coming close to her. But if she wants her freedom, then she must study her enemy very closely. Playing a dangerous game of love is the only way to end him. But whoever falls first looses.

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."

I’m Aria, a rogue who hates Alphas more than anything. I’ve spent my whole life running from them, fighting them, refusing to bow to anyone. And now the Moon Goddess thinks I belong to the one Alpha I can’t stand? He needs me to survive. I want nothing to do with him but when danger forces us together, resisting him becomes harder than resisting the bond itself. He was born to rule. Cursed to fall. And only I can save him. Alpha Darius once ruled the strongest pack in the kingdom, until a witch’s curse stole his wolf. Now he’s a broken Alpha, unable to shift, his enemies circling like vultures. The only way to break the curse? Claim his fated mate. Too bad that’s me. He’s cursed. I’m stubborn. And the fate of us both may burn if I refuse to claim what’s mine.

In a city of arms and gun fire, where survival of the fittest was the order of the day, where even a wrong sneeze could get one killed. Oriana Vitale, a lawyer is suddenly entangled with the very person she hates with every fiber of her being. The Mafia King Ciro Conti after being an eye witness to a murder committed by him. Her first instinct as a lawyer is to make sure he ends up in jail, but who was she really kidding? Even the President had to bow to Ciro, not to mention a small-time lawyer like her. What happens when she finds herself being forced to become the wife of the same man she hates, become his trophy wife, attend all his parties, all smiles and just stand beside him as the supportive wife she is meant to be. Do you think she'll rebel? Well let's find out. After all, the cover may not always show what is beneath. Note: Dark romance; male lead is a totally obsessed psychopath. ~~Trigger warnings~~

Pinning me against the wall, he gripped my jaw and growled, “You are mine, Ember.” His hand closed around my throat tightly before he whispered venomously, “Mine to break. Mine to destroy. As long as you are here, you are at my mercy.” A devilish smirk touched his lips as he said playfully, “And I am NEVER letting you go, my mate.” ============== All her life, Ember has worked hard to be the next Queen of the South but her life turns upside down when she finds out that she is the mate of the ruthless Alpha of the North, the bloodthirsty enemy of the South. Angry at fate, Ember vows to fight this forbidden mate bond. Alpha Nicholus, on the other hand, is disgusted to find out that the daughter of his worst enemy is actually his fated mate. But in his quest to become the most powerful King, he decides to bow down to fate but when his rebellious mate disagrees, he doesn’t hesitate to unleash his ruthless demons to get what he wants.

When the hospital director called me for the tenth time, I was still stuck in traffic on the winding mountain road leading into the city. A pink Polo driving inexcusably slow was wedged in the middle of two lanes and obstructing my path. The "New Driver" sticker on the rear of the car seemed to insult me. I took a deep breath before slamming on the horn. That was when the car jerked to a stop. A man in a floral shirt stepped out of the car, marched to my car, and pounded on my window. "What's with the rush?! Can't you tell by the sticker that I'm a new driver? If you cause an accident, you're going to have to pay up!" I gripped the steering wheel so tightly that veins bulged on the back of my hand. The director's desperate cries were still echoing in my ears, "Dr. Leigh, the boy is dying! The only information we have is that his father's name is Ronald Baker!" Upon noting my silence, the man smiled smugly before smacking the hood of my car. "Go ahead, drive over the barrier to bypass me if you want! Even the police have to slow down for me!" With that, he slammed his brand-new driver's license against my window. "Look closely, I just got my license yesterday! I'm a legal driver!" I quickly glossed over the driver's license. What stood out to me was his name printed on the license. Ronald Baker.