Pink Knights Novels & Stories

[FIVE YEARS AGO..] “Pink boxes, pink ribbons, pink cards, pink flowers.. Why everything is pink?” Carmina asked with a creased on her forehead. “I heard pink is not her favorite color” she added as she gave Sebastian a look. The guy stopped from arranging the flowers inside the box, surprised at what he just heard. But then, he shook his head and went back to what he was doing. “All girls loves pink,” he depended. “I don't like pink! Stop stereotyping. Not all girls loves pink just like not all men are cheaters!” Carmina quickly retaliated.

I guessed his situation was rubbing off on me. "You're welcome. What is your name again?" I asked him awkwardly. "Flamingo," he replied, and at this point, I couldn't help but laugh. Deadly nightshade is a real challenge. I never thought there would be a day when I would hear a man refer to himself as a flamingo, especially a Nayaki one. They love their masculinity more than anything and despise pink as a color, preferring purple, blue, and black. But hearing a man call himself a flamingo? A bright pink-colored animal? I couldn't help but laugh.

Raj asked. Calvin and Cleopatra raised their hands simultaneously, their movements perfectly in sync. Eyes widened around the table as it became clear their cards matched, the Eagle symbol gleaming boldly between them. Katie’s lips curved into a satisfied smirk; she had finally secured the color box she’d been hoping for. “White with a pink edge the CEO and Cleopatra,” Pheebs murmured, a mix of awe and amusement threading the words. “Yeah,” Katie beamed, her eyes lighting up with triumph as she lifted her card slightly. “I’m the pink edge.”

taking a deep breath I raised my voice making sure I was audible. “From here on out, I, Noella Cindy James, am your queen. This city was labelled unwanted because of our forced status of being rogue. but here me now, that will no longer be. the unwanted city will no longer be unwanted anymore, oh dear no, we are going to form a pack, much more powerful than the packs that disowned and abandoned us for no reason. This pack will become a kingdom and will be ruled under me. The queen of Rogues. Everywhere we go, we will be feared, they will bow down to our feet, they will respect us. We will take over those packs that seem beneficial to us, we will be ruthless, we will be bloodthirsty. We will

She started walking to her school,,it's almost 10am in the morning,,but she still have to go,,probably the second lesson is going on already. She keep on humming to herself as she walk,,it's a song sang by her favorite girl band called Pinkies,,they are made up of five beautiful girls namely Stella,Ivy,June,River and Winter but Ivy is her bias. She's the face of the group,she's the prettiest and also the best dancer while Stella got the nicest voice. Pinkies are the most popular female group,everyone love them. ****** Seoul,Korea Airport** "Did you inform anyone about our arrival?" Trent asked their manager seeing the crowd waiting immediately they got down from the plane,,They were beginnin

Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward. Elias called out, "I'm not fooling you. Actually, it's not the yellow flowers, but in this forest, there are some insects that specialize in eating raw meat. It's hidden under big flowers, not tiny flowers like that." Elias laughed again, and Venn laughed with his master's cheerfulness. Amity watched the prince's figure from afar. It's really been a long time since the prince had such a happy moment. The grip of the throne, the hostility of Prince Douglas, made the prince's heart harden, gradually forgetting this simple and ordinary joy.

But she is always gentle and nurturing when I need it. Her name ‘Morganite’ originates from a pink gemstone. I love it! The colours pink and rose-gold have always been the colours I feel my soul has a connection to. When I got my wolf when I turned sixteen, I knew why. Morganite is a stunning wolf. She is a pink champagne colour. Just another way to believe that the Moon Goddess has everything planned. “Yes, so you keep saying.” I sigh softly.

"I was told you were coming in." Chloe glanced up out of surprise that someone would dare speak to Alpha with such a tone, only for her eyes to widen at the sight of the woman standing before them. Black hair was pulled up onto a neat ponytail which only served to highlight high cheekbones, straight nose and dark pink lips that were currently turned down at the corners in a frown. Sharp black eyebrows were currently pinched in the middle and steel blue eyes glared at the alpha like knives glinting wickedly.

“It's a good day to start our game and what a surprise that Prince Kohen would be joining us today. Your highnesses, there will be a total of five rounds in this game. The one who will win the most wins the annual royal game!” Everybody clapped while I was busy sketching Kraven, making sure the details were precise. Prince Kraven is wearing blue, Kohen is wearing black, Prince Xyrus is wearing red, Princess Ofelia wears orange, Princess Toreen wears pink. The leader had to take the role of sketching Kohen because of his sudden appearance.

Her name appeared in my mind. After a moment, the nerves in my head finally stopped stretching and twitching as if they were about to tear my skull apart. I bent down to pick up the box. It was made of black walnut wood, crafted with meticulous care. Its polished surface gleamed with a deep, warm brown tone. On the lid, delicate carvings formed the shape of forget-me-not flowers — small and fragile, yet symbolizing eternal love and memory. Each petal seemed to have been carved with endless patience, curving gently around a circle representing immortality and connection.