Blonde: A Novel Novels & Stories

She knew hiding her new hair colour from her would be impossible, but she counted on having more time to think about a way to get away with it. Now, unprepared and startled, panic rises rapidly up her throat as Diaz glares at her, demanding for answers. But Althea can't move and the patience is clearly running out of the brunette's eyes. "You wanted me to dye my hair," answers Althea. She knows how absolutely idiotic it sounds but her lips refuse to move anymore. "BLONDE," Diaz screams. The older reaches Althea in two big strides, and, grabbing the smaller by the hair, he cages her against the wall, a hand on her hair. "I told you to bleach it."

Her wavy dirty blonde hair did not do much to cover her exposed back. A good distraction for the night. All I have to do is smile and use my boyish charms. I watched her until she went to the side where the lowborns stood and turned. "Holy shit, she's gorgeous," my wolf Lan read my mind. Her golden amber eyes shone as bright as stars even without trying. Her rosy-colored cheeks and lips stood out against her fair skin. It was settled. I was getting her contact info. I was about to cross the bridge between the nobles and lowborns when a gentle tug pulled me back. I should have looked around; the only thing standing between me and the gorgeous blonde across was one of my sisters—

The clattering sound of the repeated clashing of the canister and the plastic casing erupted between them for several minutes as her lungs slowly regained their normal functioning. Jayden stood, watching her frantic movement. His observing gaze slowly shifted to her hair which kept bouncing every time she shook the drug. Her hair was of a rare color, a different charm of blonde which was like bright gold or the sun rays filtering through the clouds, a shade that effortlessly demanded attention. The more he stared at it, the more terrifying memories crept to him.

Thank you for reading Wolfblood. This now begins book 3 of the series, Wolfborn, which introduces some new characters and also continues Jasmine and Blake's story. Happy reading! *** GINGER Secrets. Everyone has at least one, right? Mine was that I lost my wolf. It happened a long time ago—it was an accident. It was one of those moments in life that changed everything. You know what I mean. One day, everything was normal, great even, and the next thing you know, your life is destroyed over one bad decision.

Nova Today was the first official day of physical resumption at Blondage College, laughter in the air, and suitcases rattled across shiny floors, everywhere I looked, students hugged, flexed, compared outfits, and screamed like they’d been released from cages. Me? I quietly adjusted the strap of my bag and walked, that's how I've been, the quiet one. Dad’s voice echoed inside my skull, deep and stern, like a warning I’d rehearsed too many times.

He stopped next to me and came out. I didn't stop walking though, he pulled me back by my wrist. "I said the house is yours, I'll move." he said softly. "I don't want it." I said. I let my eyes roam inside the car and I caught the sight of Bianca holding the baby close. I saw the color of the baby's hair. That was when I noticed that Bianca was a Blondie and Maverick had pitch black hair but that baby in her arms had brunette hair. I also have brunette hair. When I delivered off my baby, I didn't really inspect him because I was too weak to keep my eyes open but I know for a fact that it was impossible for a blondie and black haired to birth a brunette.

It was 4 am, 4 and a half hours early for school. I didn't care anyways. I had a plan to make Brette Grimwald notice me and that was the only thing on my mind. I sneak into my mom's room and steal some of her hair salon beauty products along with a few of her makeup. I then went into my aunt's closet and borrowed one of her new short yellow frilly dresses I admire. A large smile appears on my face as I run into my bathroom and begin to dye my hair blonde. I've heard blondes she-wolves have it way easier with the wolves, so, probably Brette will notice me today.

Her lips pressed together in concentration. Then it happened just as she was about to cut through the skin. The woman’s hair. At first I thought it was the light flickering, but no—the body’s dark hair changed, strands shifting into a honey blonde . For a split second, Bengü’s locks glowed honey blonde, then snapped back to black. Aylin gasped, the scalpel clattering onto the tray. “Kenan… did you see—?” “I saw,” I said with my voice low and tight.

“What? “I question in worry and fear after looking behind me to be certain there's no monster there. “Your hair! How did you do that? You were wearing a wig? “She questions, and I arch a brow as I have no idea what she's talking about. “Or is this a wig? “She questions further, and my confusion grows. “What are… “I begin, but stop as a thought hits me. I rush off the bed and to the mirror in her room. And after taking one look into the mirror, I almost choke. My hair… Its color has changed. I'm now BLONDE! It's now the same color as Athena's hair. The color I've always wished it to be. I run my fingers through my silky hair, and my jaw drops at the perfection of its texture. “Why do you look

How that matched her gown I wasn’t entirely sure, but I wasn’t going to call her out on it. After turning the curling iron off, Nova grabbed a hair brush and a small vial from her bag and spun to face me. “Now for the final touch! This will keep Lucille and Kimberly from recognizing you. As gorgeous as your hair color is, it does make you stand out.” Before I could ask how she planned on changing my hair color without the use of dye, she uncorked the crystal bottle and poured some of its contents into her hand. The powder inside looked like small granules of shimmering, golden sand.