Pink Knights Novels & Stories

Jenny saw it and sighed "Aah, pink again..." "Pinky, pinky, ponkey if you like it continues you will become a donkey!" Rohit made a rhyme to tease her. "Pfft, Hahaha... " Hearing it, the three of them started laughing with clutching their stomach except for Sofia. Arjun's mouth curved up but he gently patted Sohu's head "Don't listen to them, pink is a nice and special color, which is always chosen by princesses and you are my Princess." Sohu nodded with smiled and looked at them, then stretched out her tongue "Bleh!"

Finally, I got the pink color, not the accurate pink but pink. ••••••••••••••••• H.LOCKHART.

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.

she adds still blushing, I just nod looking at the pink cheeks, I need help, I need some serious help. “As long as you are sure princess,” I say with a smile, she smiles back before blushing and walking away from me, even from her side of the café I could see her looking at me, blushing every time my eyes caught hers until I was ready to leave. I left the money on the table, instead of the five hundred tips, I left one hundred with a note written on a napkin. To help with the shoes.

I remain there alone for a long time, watching the only lamp that exists illuminate very little above my head, at this moment a woman enters the room, she has blood red hair, her skin is extremely white, almost transparent, her eyes are black, on the uniform she wears, a tricolor insignia makes up above her chest, a bird with open wings is what is drawn, she sits down opposite me and then begins to speak in a soft tone. ____________ Ayla Marin, Born on April 10, 2045 new age, daughter of Revans and Laura Marin, has two brothers, Luka and Bianca, sector 4, the military. - She talks about me and then I take a deep breath. ____________ It seems that everyone has decided to research my life late

Because Marie had to leave at that time, and in order to conclude their talk and her beautiful bond with Jean, Marie requested, “Jean, promise me that when we both grow up and get a job, we will meet each other. Promise me that you will stay in touch with me; you have my email and my phone number as well. Promise me that you will keep our friendship a secret, and you will not let any other girl become your best friend.” With a very heavy voice and a little positivity in her mind with the hope of meeting her first love again in life after a couple of years, Jean replied, “Pinky Promise!”

I budged but it didn't do anything. "You are not going there without a plan. We don't even know what she looks like." He said. He does have a point, going there without a plan is suicide. "You don't need to do this." The young boy said. "Kid, the princess of the clan is as important as an elder. The princess keeps the balance of each clan, you guys need her." Zale explained. Zale is smart, good-looking, a little bit innocent, and is kind. Thank goodness he is like this because I have no patience to explain these kinds of things. He is also explaining to the children that I am in a bad mood because of the story they told us. "Anyways, do you kids know what she looks like? Or what her name is?

Nathan and Jude exchange surprise glances. "Good afternoon ma." She greeted. "Good afternoon my daughter." Onome responded. "Afternoon." Payson and Mercy responded in unison. "Who are you looking for?" Payson asked, smiling. "My name is Pink. I am Nathan's friend." "Pink, what kind of name is that?" Onome asked in curiosity. "What is your real name?" Mercy inquired. "Pink. That is what my parents named me." Payson smiled. "He is upstairs at the balcony."

ROSALINA'S POV Pink, red, and purple lights intertwined above us, casting a sensual spell as we continued our passionate dance. Each color seemed to symbolize a different facet of our connection: pink for desire, red for fiery intensity, and purple for the electric chemistry that bound us together.

"Please don't tell me those ungodly things are the flowers?" "Hunter, you need something to break the white." "Break the white with something else," I growl at her. "That is pink." She only but frowns at me and grunts, "They are a soft baby pink." "I don't care how soft they are; they are still pink." "Hunter," she slightly raises her voice. "Please get out my face and go find something else to do." I only but look at Raven and shake my head, "We have created a monster. Your friend has gone stark crazy."