Atlantis Blonde Woman Novelas e Histórias

"At least." Arm slung comfortably around her shoulders, he turned back to the woman he'd come in with. She could've been a runway model, with perfect skin and all that glossy brown hair. A fitting match for Sean's golden boy looks. Taking in Sean's besotted expression as he looked at her, Athena could only smirk. "This must be the mermaid." He beamed and crossed over to kiss the woman's hand. "Damned straight." The woman flashed a bemused smile. "You told her about that?"

Her hair was packed in a ponytail and her dress was not only revealing, it was almost see-through. Her fair skin was attractive and I couldn’t deny that she was extremely beautiful. Yet, a part of me wasn't comfortable with the way she threw herself over my mates. My heart picked up at a quick pace and I began to struggle to breathe. I couldn't comprehend the horror that was unfolding before my eyes. “Who is she and what is she doing with our mates?!” Aria demanded, her voice was a blend of fear and anger. The strange woman's finger rested on Atlas’ chest, stopping at his nipple region before poking it gently, “You must be so tired. Your food is on the table. I was just telling the maids to

"My Luna," A six-foot-blonde bob woman approached her, smiling brightly with all of her pearly whites. Except there was a lipstick stain on her teeth. Ophelia observed her for a moment with a slightly parted mouth, her gaze lowering. "Lady Athena." "The pleasure is all mine to brush you up, once more," Lady Athena was still smiling widely, thankfully her stained teeth weren't visible this time. Ophelia couldn't even point it out because she felt it would be sort of rude. It wasn't her duty.

She placed a finger to her own lips, signaling for absolute silence. "Shhh." I squinted through the gloom, my heart hammering against my ribs. The woman was unnaturally still. As she leaned into the small patch of moonlight filtering through the cell’s ventilation grate, I saw her face clearly. She was young, her skin an incredibly fair, porcelain tone that seemed almost luminous in the dark. Her hair was a striking, doll-like platinum blonde, and her eyes were a piercing, vibrant shade of amber, a brilliant, sun-drenched color I had never seen before. She looked entirely foreign, possessing an ethereal, Western grace that felt out of place in the brutal landscape of Goma Island.

That shade of vibrant, fiery colour was not something you see often. Yet… he somehow knew. He could not feel it. This was not… The jerking stopped and the woman brushed the hair away from her face. Free of the hoodie cap that almost swallowed her face, Raymond saw that she was a young lady. Definitely not Athena, with her icy blue eyes, angular face, and a deep V forming between her brows as she stared at the blue sky tinged with a hint of storm. She slowly rose and Raymond could feel almost everyone around hold their breath.

He scowled, he was with a beautiful brunette and they seemed to just be arriving at the mall. “I…I…” Athena didn’t know what to say, she looked at TB and he was still having the time of his life chatting with the woman and she looked back at Frank and the woman with him, she was dressed in a white pants and lovely blouse, her hair was up in a ponytail and she had beautiful bangs. Athena gulped staring at the woman, she looked so beautiful and she couldn’t stop the tears blurring her vision. Although she was dressed okay as well in a blue pants and brown top which TB said highlighted her eyes but she still felt inferior in the presence of that woman.

I said, my voice gravelly. “Very well, Mr. Atlas.” Another image began to appear. “One last thing. This is the witch you will be looking for.” Another image was sent to my cellphone, I stare at the image then there was her picture, it was Elena but one thing I never miss is her long not too blonde hair, something more of platinum white. Her red lips were full and cheekbones sharp, giving her an exotic look when combined with her glowing, beige skin. Lastly, her eyes captured my attention. A light blue with a darker outer ring framed by long, thick lashes.

This was so unlike him. Athena came back to the girls and found Abigail introducing the other women she saw with her earlier. She couldn't see their faces clearly before. She saw the girl Savannah, she was beautiful with her black hair and fair complexion. She was Asian, probably Korean. She was cute. She wasn't very tall but she had a beautiful figure. Athena smiled at the girl and averted her eyes from the other woman. The woman whose name she came to know was Lily, was beautiful. She had a pair of ocean-blue eyes, dark brown hair, fair skin and an oval-shaped face. She was quite tall, probably one or two inches taller than Athena. She was beautiful. Too beautiful to be exact.

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

“Oh no, not again!” Scarlett groaned inwardly. “Can’t I catch a break for just a few moments of peace in this life?” With a sigh, she searched for the voice that had interrupted her and soon discovered a pair of mesmerizing ocean-blue eyes locked onto her. The owner of the eyes was a woman with flowing blonde hair, dressed in a dazzling blood-red gown and adorned with a matching mask that concealed her face. Standing at an impressive 5’9” with an hourglass figure, she exuded an air of goddess-like allure. No wonder there was an alluring charm hidden beneath the mask.