Pink Knights Novels & Stories

Evelyn POV After a while, the door stopped banging and I stepped away from it since I was blocking it by pulling the knob. I took a breath of relief and walked away from the Pink door. I cringed internally, even the PINK color is triggering me now. I hate PINK now. I passed by a good distance between both those doors. I thought the PINK Door won't be much threatening but it sure is. What is it even representing? Love? Like? Cherry blossom tree? Ah no it had roses. The flower I hate too now.

“Shaelith doesn’t like pink. I try to get her what she prefers.” The woman scoffed. “Who’s their father?” I blinked, confused. “Sorry?” “It’s obvious you’re raising the devil’s children, Which child dislikes pink?.” The words hit harder than a slap. I swallowed the rising anger, forcing my voice steady. “Can I please just get the black ones too?” Her face remained unmoved. “I’m sorry. We only sell the pink.” That was a lie. I could see the black version sitting neatly on a shelf behind her, but she made no move toward them. She was making a point, a cruel, unnecessary one.

The group of girls sitting and talking about something. "Uno is good at fighting but I think he is not good to become future Alpha," They stopped talking and smiled in my direction as Rose and I passed by. And continue again. There were lined doors running straight from left to right. We stopped at the center door where a name Pink and Lucy placarded. Rose knocked three times and waited. After a moment, a girl with pink curly hair reaches in her neck, dressed entirely in pink, pink short short, pink shirt, swung the door open with an exuberant smile.

Only a few wolf pack guards watched over the gifts. Since the Blackthorn Pack's banquet only invited dignitaries, no one would risk sneaking around. Caldwell had assigned them, and they let Priscilla enter without suspicion after she nodded. Priscilla walked through the gift-filled room with her hands behind her back, barely able to find a path. Gifts covered every surface, leaving only a narrow walkway. Four large boxes of pink diamonds sat open, each stone round and radiant. The unique luster of these pink diamonds far outshone ordinary gems.

wanted to tell my friends to pick the pink card but that would be cheating and I didn't want to do that. The party got into full swing and it was time for Min and I to open up the pinata. we held the stick together and hit the pinata hard. It was a pink and blue pinata that matched the theme of the whole party. After the first hit, pink threats flew everywhere and the girls except Rachel groaned at their loss. Rachel was team pink and she had won. "I told you, ladies, she's going to have a baby girl but your sorry asses wouldn't believe me and now you have to buy me food.

After greeting the two busy gamers, I sat down with Pink Ranger and kept her company. Though Gray would never reveal her best friends' secrets to me, she talked about them all the time. Which meant I was aware of the basics when it came to each one of them. Like I knew that Pink Ranger worked in Acanthis, an international shipping and logistics company based in our city. A successful business that her girlfriend (who was currently screaming childish profanities at our TV) was set to inherit in the future.

"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."

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

"I can't... I can't..." "Yes, you can!" Kieran's voice, fierce and certain. "You're a Nightshade. We don't break!" One final surge of agony— And then suddenly, blissfully, it was over. I stood on four legs, panting and disoriented. The world looked different. Smelled different. Everything was sharper, clearer, more intense. I glanced down at my paws and froze. They were pink. Pale, iridescent pink, like cherry blossoms or rose quartz.

#winks. Here's my contact info: +234816070856... I really hope you get this. Just know I'm expecting your... Your crush, Tim. I scoffed. What did he mean by crush? Who says I'm crushing on him? I went back and read from the beginning. I can't quite remember but I'm sure a sheepish smile was playing on my lips. Something felt off so I counted the digits of his phone number only to discover one digit had been torn out along with the rest that had been torn out.