Pink Promises Novels & Stories

“Here, wrap your pinky around mine. “Maddie instructs. “That’s it. And now we shake.“ “What is this for exactly?“ “The idea is that if you break the promise, you break your pinky.“ Maddie informs me. “Hence, pinky promise.” It breaks? I look up at her at the violent idea. It’s surprising to hear. “Does it? “ I’m not even questioning how it does- maybe magic? “I’ve never broken a promise, and my pinky’s still okay. So probably. “Maddie smiles. “Here, “Maddie holds her finger with mine, and we shake. “Now it’s a promise. I will do all I can to get you away from that dreadful Mykhol. “

look from Pim. "What?" Craig shrugged his shoulder. He really don't understand anything right now. He does not have any idea. "You see, there's this infamous band called 'BLACK', and they'll be coming here to shoot a music video. Guess this school's popular huh?" Pim said uninterested. Craig narrowed his brows to how unenthusiastic Pim is. "Hmm- so that's how is it? Any information about the band?" Craig asked which only earned a snort from Pim.

She kicked the innocent ground to express her annoyance as she put on the mask per command. Pink gnashed her inner wall while paying attention to any possible movement. Her power; flower attribute; had generously distributed across the entire area. From high to low areas. Any sudden movement created by those people could be felt by Pink. The flowers were some kind of nerve that alerted her but wouldn’t pain her if they were destroyed or cut. That’s how fair her power was. “Jenny!” Jenny shut her mouth when Pink gave a low warning. Pink peeked at the royal family and their relatives.

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

She called but Pink couldn't bring herself to give a reply. "Look at me Pink... C'mon!" Jasmine urged. "Pink?" Jasmine drawled when she noticed she wouldn't even raise up her head to look at them. Slowly, pink raised up her head... Jasmine couldn't recognize the Pink sitting in front of her... Her face looked puffy and stained with tears.. They were dark circles round her eyes.. Jasmine felt pity for her. "I'm... I'm sorry Jasmine.." Pink spoke up, choking on her tears. "I.. I was selfish,, I.. I didn't know what came over me. I'm really sorry.." She burst into tears.

I got to the pink dress and stopped. "I like that one the best." I screamed and turned around to see Adam standing directly behind me, laughing. "You scared me, you jerk!" I swatted at him and he caught my wrist. "You're cute." I rolled my eyes. "I didn't even hear you come in." "I'm very stealthy," he said, winking. "You look beautiful by the way." He lifted my hand up to his mouth and kissed the inside of my palm. "Thanks," I said, pulling my hand away.

Her radiant smile illuminated her face, and Mystro felt his breath catch in his throat. Elaine was adorned in a breathtaking pink dress that cascaded down to her knees. The delicate fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her natural beauty. The dress seemed to have been designed specifically for her, as if it was made to highlight her best features. It was a shade of pink that mirrored the blush on her cheeks, a color that mirrored the blossoming flowers of spring. Mystro's eyes widened, and he found himself momentarily speechless. He had seen her in various outfits before, each one accentuating her charm, but this pink dress held a magical allure. It transformed her

''Ondo said, '' There are fireflies that show me images of sight, it is not as clear as your sight, but I can still see objects and people,'' Zara said, '' Also something the color change. ''Zara said, '' Change color?''Ondo ''Yes, the world is mostly green, which means it good, but if it was red, that means dangerous. Purple is for poisons. It goes for people and plants,'' Zara said '' What color I am ''Ondo

I stepped back, looking once more, eyes searching the crowd, the counter, the little hall behind the bar. Nothing. Just a wall of movement and clinking glasses and the steady hum of a bar in high gear. "God," I muttered, "I'm going crazy." I massaged the bridge of my nose, seeking to get my bearings. This was not the reason I was here. It was just a night out. A diversion. I looked down at the drink that had been placed before me. Bright pink. Definitely fruity. It had sparkles in it. He used to put sparkles in my coffee when I was stressed.

maybe meet again. ................................................................ In an isolated room sat a man with a dirty smirk on his face. The information he got was enough to let his mind go dirty to all levels. His personality was a dark ,scary circle where you could easily get lost. To blacklist someone from his life, he easily used his enemies . It was like killing 2 birds with 1 arrow. His enemies got killed and his work was done. He picked his phone , planning to end the fate of his most despised yet loved nemesis.