Radiant Pink Novels & Stories

Then, he tried to suppress his restless mind. However, no matter how strong a person's essences was, the pink energy around them still kept drilling into their bodies. It was one thing for Zephyr Khan to be able to forcefully hold on at this moment. However, the pink light seemed to have a stronger effect on women. As time went by, the two women's faces became redder and redder, and even their breathing became more rapid. The two women's beautiful eyes flickered, and at this time, they had become extraordinarily hot.

she asked, her tone casual yet probing. I paused, considering the question. "That's easy, white and pink. She however likes certain pinks only for certain things. For example, for her teddy bears, she can't handle any pink other than carnation pink, candy pink, and bubblegum pink. I don't know, it's something like that. She loves candy pink hair, her dress must not be Barbie pink, and she prefers all her shoes to be one pink color that sounds like a tree's name," I responded, the details flowing effortlessly from my memory. "And Savia?" Lavender prompted, her gaze unwavering.

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.

I couldn't stop gasping silently and staring at everything that caught my fancy. The living room's curtains were divided into two sets. The thin cherry blossom pink curtains with ultra pink coloured sakura print were the first. From how the curtains poured their pink light into the living room, I could tell that was their use. The curtains were really thin. Anyone can see into the house through it. The second set of curtains pinned to the walls was dark red. They were thicker, softer, and velvety. Most things in the living room were glass and pink. It brought out the beauty of the white walls.

I surveyed the space, a sense of unease settled over me, the feeling that something was deeply wrong hanging heavy in the air. This place might look decent enough, but I knew in my gut that it was far from safe for Aurora. And I would do whatever it took to protect her from whatever dangers lurked in the shadows. She doesn’t know that I am not her worst nightmare. There are far more dangerous people out there. Inside the apartment, I couldn't help but be struck by the overwhelming presence of pink. It seemed to coat every surface, from the walls to the furnishings, infusing the space with a soft, rosy hue that was unmistakably Aurora's favorite color.

All you need to do is call us, Then I am back in the old pack house, Saint and Roman are chucking insults at each other as I allow my magic to flow. For the first time the pink mist flows from me, I can’t help but smile when I realise the mist is the same as Denu's, just her’s is black. I push it to work its way around their legs. Both men turn to look at me at the same time, Saint stands smiling while Roman stands mouth open, eyes wide.

I quickly concluded and she laughed “no he's not. He's just the guy who loves pink. He's also known as the pink model and it looks good on him” she said and grinned “okay, so tell me about the girl” I said and crossed my arms to listen “she's WiniRed. That's her nickname because her favorite color is red. She's the bad girl. Some say she has pride but she's still the one with most of the fans” “and why is that?” “because she shows them love. She's only proud towards other celebrities”

I pointed out, pushing the tablet gently back to him. “Is that so?” He said, meeting my eyes. I was fuming with anger, but I tried to calm myself. I will not cry in front of him, especially when Blake is not doing anything except banging the table. “You are only seeing pink in the design, but you seemed to forget there are fifty shades of pink.” I stood up. “Pink lace, piggy pink, baby pink, cherry blossom pink... Do I need to continue?” I asked. He scoffed. “And your point?”

, he questioned. "I am The Pink Devil. Before you ask, which I know you always do, let me explain who I am to you. I am the glamorous dark queen from hell that punishes worthless men. I named myself The Pink Devil because one of the negative stereotypes for women is that they love the color pink. People consider the color pink as sweet, weak, gay, and useless. I hate how people use the color pink to dehumanize women as weak and useless beings. So I became The Pink Devil to show that women can be mean and have dominance. Plus The Devil could break all the rules and live how it pleases. Also I did not dress up sexy to please you, I did it to make myself look and feel good.", she explained. "Wh

I should’ve been prepared for the pink princess bathroom. The walls and vanity were soft pink. The sink, toilet, and tub were white. The floor, shower, and sink were white marble with gold veins, and all the hardware was gold. The pink aside, it was a nice bathroom, and I appreciated the glass shower surround because even though the glass was steamed, I could easily see the outline of Hana’s naked body facing away from me.