Quotes About Pink

ฟางข้าว หญิงสาวหน้าตาน่ารัก ณดล หนุ่มลูกครึ่งตาหวาน ผิวขาวกว่าผู้หญิงหลายๆ คน จะเป็นยังไงถ้าต่างฝ่ายต่างแอบรักกันอยู่ แต่ไม่มีใครยอมพูดออกมา ความสัมพันธ์ครั้งนี้ ใครจะเป็นฝ่ายเริ่มก่อน และจะลงเอยยังไง “แต่ถ้าฉันไม่อยู่ ควรรู้นะ…ว่าจะต้องทำตัวยังไง แต่งตัวยังไง เข้าใจไหม หืม” ใบหน้าหวานหันหน้าหนีปลายจมูกโด่งที่คลอเคลียแก้มนุ่ม พูดเสียงดุดัน เจ้าของตักแกร่งถือโอกาสสูดดมกลิ่นหอมหวานจากร่างบางบนตัก ริมฝีปากกัดหัวไหล่มนแรงๆ อย่างมันเขี้ยว “อ๊ะ เจ็บ” “หืม เสียงได้อารมณ์ดีจัง”

Everyone in the company knows one thing about Ethan Jang. Our CEO has no heart. Cold. Emotionless. Brutal enough to fire someone before they finish “Good morning.” So imagine my shock when I walk into his office at 2 a.m. and catch the “Ice King of Seoul” ugly-crying over a K-drama, clutching a tissue and whispering, “Don’t die, Eun-bi… please…” I should’ve backed out slowly. Instead, he saw me. Now Ethan Jang billionaire, perfectionist, professional soul-crusher — is doing everything to shut me up: bribing me with bonuses, threatening to transfer me to Antarctica, and begging me (yes, begging) to keep his midnight K-drama breakdowns a secret. But hiding it becomes impossible when: • He accidentally quotes K-drama love lines during meetings. • He drags me into a fake-dating scandal to protect his image. • He insists on “rehearsing” romantic confession scenes with me… too close, too intensely. • And worst of all, his cold façade starts cracking — and I’m starting to like what I see underneath. He’s all logic and walls. I’m chaos, emotions, and bad decisions. We were never meant to mix… yet somehow we’re falling into the messiest, funniest, and most unexpected romance of our lives. Because the scariest man in the company isn’t heartless after all he’s just been waiting for someone to rewrite his script.

Come rain, come sunshine. There is no place like home. Xiuying returns to China after spending five years abroad. She is on a quest to buy a daddy for her two children in order to fulfill their birthday wish. Xiuying flipped her shiny silver hair backwards and a wide smile made its way to her pink luscious lips. " Marry me and the 30% shares belongs to you"

The Asara Pack - Related to The Pack's Girl There is turbulence in the Asara Pack this Mating Moon. The males and females are at war. The Mating Moon sends all wolf's blood pumping. But the females have been taught to fear the animal aggression of the males as they claim their mates under the pink moon. But the males know that to continue their assembled pack they must obey the Alpha's decree that mates will be taken under this moon and lines continued.

She was moving closer in a suggestive manner, and it was obvious she was flirting. She asked, "What are you doing?" I replied, "Making you uncomfortable." It was clear that I was succeeding. I took a step back and asked, "What's happening? I just told you I hate you." "Yes, you did," she said, her fingers reaching out and grabbing my shirt, stopping me from backing away. "And that you want me, like I said when I arrived, even though you pretended you didn't hear me." "I'm confused," I responded. "It's simple," she replied, as she began unbuttoning my shirt. Her lips approached my ear and I could feel them on my skin as she whispered, "There are two things I want from a man. The first one is to be worshipped like a goddess." I shrugged the shirt off my shoulders and let her get to work on my belt as I went to work on her shorts. Pink panties. Bright pink. As pink as the thing inside them. "And the second one?" *** Read the filthy story between a teacher and his mischievous students as they attempt to entice him.

On Independence Day, I was on my way to my boyfriend's house when a car slammed into me. The stretch of road was deserted. The collision jammed my door shut, and the acrid smell of gasoline filled the air. My car was about to explode. I scrambled for the emergency hammer, only to find it had been swapped out for a pink toy mallet. Panic rising in my chest, I dialed my boyfriend's number. To my horror, his ringtone sounded from the very car that had crashed into me. He stepped out, arm wrapped around his childhood sweetheart. She put on a pitiful face, tears in her eyes. "Oh no, I'm so clumsy. It's my first time driving, and I hit someone." When my boyfriend realized the victim was me, he didn't hesitate to console her. "Don't worry. She must have collided with you on purpose." I pounded on the window, desperate. "Nick! The emergency hammer's been switched out. Help me get out of here!" His childhood sweetheart lit up with a mischievous smile. "Katie, I swapped it! Isn't the pink hammer super cute?" Disgust flickered across Nick's face. "It's just a little crash. Get out on your own." By now, thick smoke was pouring into the car, and the heat was searing my lungs. I begged him to save me. But the girl only giggled, covering her nose in mock annoyance. "Katie, why are you cooking in there? The smoke is awful." Then she patted her stomach. "Oops, my tummy is rumbling. Nick, let's go home and eat." He tightened his hold around her and turned to leave. "Enough already. Stop pretending. My parents are waiting for us at home." Just as suffocation closed in on me, I slammed my hand against the car's emergency distress button.

Carrie DeLuca, a not quite normal teenager with lots of behavior issues and a seriously fucked-up life, meets the biggest trouble of her life: a werewolf with lots of anger issues and a clear obsession over her... What can she do? Run as far as possible away from him or stay and try to fight him off? "His strong and big hands tightly gripped around my wrists as he forcefully held them pressed against the door and at the level of my shoulders, feeling my bones hurt so fucking much that I thought they were going to snap after just a little more pressure added. Yet despite the sickening pain I refused to shed a single tear, challengingly looking right back into his glimmering emeralds. "I am not afraid of you," I spat between gritted teeth, noticing that devilish smirk tugging at his naturally pink lips. "How about now?" He wickedly whispered, feeling my entire body fill with pure fear and horror as I watched his eyes change from their emerald green colour to an unnaturally glowing golden, hungrily gazing at me. His hand quickly pressed against my mouth, abruptly silencing that scream that was about to erupt. "Don't bother. No one will believe you,"

Naratria Abiyaksa-Si tomboy yang mempunyai julukan preman pasar- saking gaharnya-baru saja memergoki pacarnya berselingkuh dengan Karina Winardi-calon kakak iparnya sendiri. Ternyata kata-kata Altan-sahabat oroknya telah terbukti, "Laki-laki ganteng itu kalo nggak gay ya, brengsek.Termasuk gue!" Itu adalah quotes favoritnya yang 100% benar! Sementara itu, Adzan Akbar Dewangga yang pernah kecewa akibat dikhianati kekasihnya, beranggapan bahwa wanita itu adalah makhluk yang egois dan manipulatif. Mengapa? Karena walaupun mereka salah, mereka akan tetap menyalahkan dunia. Saking muaknya berurusan dengan wanita, julukan gay pun kerap ditujukan padanya. "Gue heran ngeliat penampakan lo. Dibilang gembel ... ya, lo anak orang kaya. Tapi ngeliat celana bolong-bolong dan jaket penuh paku lo, kayak-kayaknya lo nggak pantes jadi anaknya Om Aksa dan Tante Lia. Lo ini lebih mirip landak dari pada manusia." -Adzan Akbar Dewangga "Gue malah lebih heran ngeliat lo. Ganteng-ganteng doyan batangan. Nggak sayang tuh, sama perabotan kalo terus dipake laga pedang?" - Naratria Abiyaksa

Yasmin has survived five years of Cole Martinez’s cruelty—his icy contempt, his mother’s vicious words, and the humiliation of watching him parade his mistress around town. She’s learned to stay quiet, stay small, and never fight back. But two pink lines on a pregnancy test change everything. Cole made it clear he never wants children. If he finds out about the baby, Yasmin knows exactly what he’ll demand. Yet for the first time in years, she feels something stirring inside her that’s stronger than fear—a fierce, desperate love for the tiny life growing within her. Now she faces an impossible choice: stay silent and risk everything when her secret shows, or find the courage to run from the only life she’s known. In Cole’s world, defiance comes with a price. But some things are worth fighting for, even if it means losing everything else. Can Yasmin break free before it’s too late, or will her secret become the final chain that binds her forever?

Out of humanity she saved his life but what did he do to her; instead of thanking her he took her in as his prisoner. But, she had no problem with it. She was more than just happy as long as she could adore this stone faced Adonis from a close radius. Wearing a pink hoodie and holding a candy she would run around, pestering that iceberg like man. "Mr. Nguyen, can you buy me a teddy?" "Mr. Nguyen, can you change the curtains to pink?" "Mr. Nguyen, can I take your heart?" Little girl, are you aware? The man you are fooling around with is the ruthless leader of the Mafia gang which rules over the shady underground community. Seems like she had no effect of this dark identity of this man. Okay, this was bearable! What made them have a jaw drop was when their heartless boss, who hardly let any woman near him, was especially doting and caring towards this little prisoner. It was after she came they realized that their boss too had a heart which was capable of loving a girl. But... Why this little fool who didn't even have an identity. Did she really move his heart or... resembled someone hiding in his heart. A funny and warm story of a dominant mafia boss and... a girl he picked up from street.