Atlantis Blonde Woman Novels & Stories

It was like I was breathing fresh air and it just makes me livelier for some reason. I looked at the woman responsible for putting me in the pod with a confused look. "What happened to me? Why can I suddenly......breathe?" The woman smirked. "Atlanteans were never meant to breathe earth air. It is polluted and therefore making you vulnerable to illnesses. Here, we get fresh oxygen from the water plants and filtering them in. All we did was contain you in the tube and filled it with the water plant oxygen until we can cancel out the earth oxygen in you." She said and handed me a white hospital robe from the table and fresh underwear. "Here. Wear this and wait outside with the others until eve

I didn't want to show him I was bothered by another she-wolf being alone with him. "Athena, please come in." I heard Erik call out. The way he said my name made my heart flutter and sent a shiver down my spine. I slowly opened the door and stepped in. A blonde was sitting on the lounge chair. She was very pretty, her skin was sun-kissed, and I could see a tattoo of vines and flowers flow down her left arm. She looked up at me with a soft smile. Her eyes looked very familiar. As I studied her face, she held many similar features to Erik, making me relax at the realization that they were related. "Sorry, I meant to come by sooner, but I got held up," I said, looking at Erik before looking back

Puzzled, she turned her head to view her protector, and was surprised to find her own reflection. But Lena soon realized it wasn't truly her. Their faces were similar, undoubtedly, but this woman was far more beautiful. She was blonde while Lena was brunette, pale while Lena was tanned. She had high, prominent cheekbones and a small, slightly upturned nose, giving her an almost elf-like appearance. Her large, long lashed eyes were impossibly blue, a vibrant blend of varying marine hues that seemed almost painted by the very ocean in front of them. "No need to fear the water, my little Lena love. You'll soon learn to swim," the woman said. Her voice was melodious, playful, and she spoke as if

She tilted her head to the side before saying, “Athena, scan her.” From somewhere beside Carter, a woman, clad in dark brown cloak, appeared from the crowd. Her braided caramel light hair and her rounded eyes reminded him of Suna in a sense, although she looked more mature. She walked closer to them. Then, with a gentle smile, she said, “Excuse me for a moment.”

There, nestled among silk sheets that shimmered like moonlight on water, was a woman who seemed to embody beauty itself. She had long, flowing blonde hair that cascaded over the pillows like liquid gold, framing her delicate features. Her skin was pale and flawless, reminiscent of fine porcelain, and her medium height and slim body resembled that of a Barbie doll. Isla had seen many beautiful girls in her life, but this woman was something else entirely. She was ethereal, almost otherworldly, as if she had stepped out of a Renaissance painting.

"Wow! C.A Incorporated really impressed me!" I raised my head when I heard a woman's voice approaching along with the sound of her heels. When I peeked outside, I finally saw Mr. Atanante–with a woman. The woman has white and flawless complexion. She has a waist-length curly hair and she's wearing a short dress. As I watched them. I notice that they were one meter away from each other and the girl was tailing behind. Who is that? Mr. Atanante suddenly halted on his steps, so the woman who's looking around bumped into his back

If her aunt showed up, she didn’t want them to wait. Morning rolled in, and a car stopped in front of Athena’s house. A woman who was just as beautiful as her mother got out of the car and ran inside the place to find Cleon and Athena. To her, Athena resembled her sister in every single way except for her hair; while Iris had dusty blond hair, her husband had the darkest hair, dark as the raven’s feathers. Her eyes narrowed at Athena, and something flickered in her eyes, and little Athena had no clue what it was. “Did you pack your bags?” Blanche asked Athena, who had little Cleon in her arms.

However, it didn't matter, considering we had hot blood and didn't get cold easily. But I complied and huffed. I pulled myself close to him and enjoyed the moment. "Atlas!" a shout from behind made us both look back. A very beautiful-looking woman with blonde hair was approaching us. She smiled at Atlas with her thick, red lips. "I didn't expect to see you here." I watched them, who looked familiar in silence, and it felt quite awkward to meet suddenly with someone who recognized Atlas. The woman glanced at me. "Who is she?" Then looked back at Atlas with a smile.

I think out loud. Before Aiden could respond, I hear a female voice calling his name. When I zero in on the owner of the voice, I’m met with a woman about my height. She has a slender figure but well-endowed features. Her hair is a dark blonde and her eyes are a striking blue. She’s actually very beautiful. “Alpha Aiden! There you are!” Ms. Blonde says, like she is with him. I noticed that she is using his title. “Oh, who’s this?” She asks, looking me up and down.

Slowly, I brought my gaze back to the platform where he was standing; taller, his full body matured a lot, hair styled in a clean cut, his chiseled jaw that I’ve been dreaming to touch again and his pair of bluish-green orbs… the very part that never fails to captivate me. However, my glassy eyes eventually shifted to a familiar woman who appeared to join him up there. Walking gracefully in an elegant silver one-shoulder slit maxi dress, her hair was long and straight as that in a shampoo commercial and it’s flowing glamorously on her back, making everyone look at her in awe; including me. Her features screaming Mediterranean; it’s evident in her almond-shaped dark eyes, dark hair and roman