Blonde Face Claims Novels & Stories

The camera zoomed right in on Mom's pain-twisted face and my desperate, frantic expression. "Take a good look, everyone," she said sweetly. "These two tried to scam us for a free treatment. When we caught them, they faked an allergic reaction. And now? Wow, she's pretending to have an asthma attack—acting like she's dying! With talent like this, she should be winning Oscars, not freeloading facials!" The livestream chat exploded instantly with clueless spectators. 'Damn, scammers these days really go all out—risking their lives for a payout!'

Her eyes narrows, “So it's true? There is something?” “I didn't say that.” “You have not denied it either.” I rub a hand over my face again, “I don't even know who I am talking to anymore.” She moves a bit closer. “Look at me.” I do. The face changes again, making me doubt my assumptions and conclusions. It keeps changing, that I'm having a hard time figuring out who exactly is here with me. First a face, this one is wearing a veil. Not dark hair, blonde— strawberry-blonde to be specific.

Khalid arrived with the car at the same time. “You've prophesied quite a number of times in just three months and I can't even remember them.” I sighed. “Who's here, Thalos?” “The ruin or the salvation of the wolf world. She's here.” He said, and I felt a chill run down my spine as I remembered the exact prophecy. “THE FACELESS LUNA IS HERE.”

My face tiring pink at the slight lie. Clearly not interested in my reasoning, she handed me a glass of wine and pressed play on the movie, she had selected ‘Legally Blonde’. A smile grew on my face remembering watching this movie with my mum. Once satisfied with the movie choice, Olive grabbed our sheet face masks and helped me put mine on before I returned the favour and helps her. The face mask was cold against my flushed cheeks, a result of what happened in the shower and the effect of the wine. Between sips of wine and the rustle of crisp packets, we spoke about how Warner was a douche and that Emmett is a much better person. We did agree on the fact that both men were not our type, whi

he continues to jerk his head frantically. “I can bet with my life that he was the one. He had brown hair and sharp hazel eyes. His chin is chiseled and he is handsome but his face looks pale and so does his skin”. I describe . The countenance of doubt vanishes and he takes a new look of surprise.

We are not thinking about that greasy food that I am unable to have for god knows when. "Finally! Took you long enough baby sis, and look at you, you finally developed and don't look like a homeless child anymore! Well done!" Willow exclaimed with her newly dyed blonde hair that looks damaged to the point it is about to fall out at any point, but who am I to say when she is the "oh so beautiful Willow".

“The Lush Acne Cream can remove the spots on your face in three days, and there are no side effects.” “If you were to have a surgery done, not only will it be expensive, but it will also be dangerous. Which one do you think the people would choose?” “Those standing in line to buy the products don’t want much.” “The salon’s membership card income alone has exceeded 500 million dollars these recent days… I heard that the salon’s owner is actually a man, and he’s not really old. I also heard he’s a highly eligible bachelor.”

The brunette woman asked. “Come now; it’s evident that the two of you are alone and have no one taking care of you.” The blue Speedo replied. “Do you have dog eyes? Can’t you see our husband is right there with our daughter?” The blond woman quickly said to use Blake as a shield for these two men. “What husband?” The green Speedo. “Can’t you see? Have the steroids killed your eyesight as well? He’s lying right there.” The brunette pointed at Blake and Elise.

“What makes you think blonde is my interest? They are smart but most of them get lost in the color of their hair than their eyes.” “Over seventy five percentages of workers in the company are naturally blonde.” “We live in America Ebony, it is Legally Blonde everywhere. Scientist proved blue eyes is usually more intelligent than cliché dramas appreciate them.” “Did you just throw a reference at me?” I asked in disbelief as Konstantin raised a brow with a smile. “Did I?” He asked with a façade of shock before I smothered my brows and he pressed the little bell that had Amanda rush quickly to our table.

“Zee lookz… different.” “Of course she will. Look at her hair, it looked as if it had been burnt while she’s away.” “You can’t deny zee `az da zeym ezkin, dow.” He scratched her chin, sizing Blame up as she talked animatedly with Briane and Reigna who seemed as enthusiastic as her. “Only because of Doc Liv.” “You’re convinz to inzult `er, are you?” “Don’t even get me started, Jane.” The fifteen-year-old Jane shook her head before approaching Blame, Michelle at her back, arms crossed, lips pursed.