Blonde Face Claims Novels & Stories

"Okay, I've listed down the areas for improvement. We can use this to make you more popular than you are." "Yeah but." Blaze tapped the paper. "Why did you write face? You think my face needs improvement?" She frowned. "I can't believe you think I'm ugly." "No," I said. "I don't think that. I've written it for another reason." She leaned away and crossed her arms. "Then say it." "Say what?" "That I'm beautiful." She batted her lashes and waited. For some reason it was hard for me to just say it loudly while she was looking at me like that. My face turned hot. "I'm waiting," she said in a singsong voice.

smiling sweetly. Their reaction was hilarious. They were dumbfounded and shocked. ' how ' they were repeating as I looked at Olivia who colored her hair blonde. Our family's natural hair color is black with light shades of brown in it. Her face is deep with a scowl and she is jealous. But there is something in her eyes that proves to me about my thought that she is experiencing some deep pain which made her uncertain about herself.

She blushed. Someone else stare right back at her and that someone was so beautiful. The blonde wig fits her almost tan olive skin and she looks beautiful. Elsa knew she look beautiful but then this new Blondie that was staring right back at her is different

His brow snapped, and she swiftly explained her side when she caught that action. “There were fifteen girls in total. I'm only one person. Say I get into a fight and my entire face is brushed against the wall which mind you is made of glass, what then? I have to make you six billion dollars. This face is the money maker, right?” She moved her hand around her face to drive the point home. Luca stared at her, completely dumbstruck for a second there. “Would you have been able to fight off fifteen guys, Mr devil?” She continued when he didn't say a word.

I said and he raised an eyebrow. " How sure are you? " He asked and his partner frowned at his question. " Don't tell me you're buying the stupid lies the little girl is telling you, man. You're too old to be fooled by a little child," his partner said but I cut in. "Yes of course I am sure. In fact, It recipe is capable of making your hair grow as long as your bosses hair. It's very good for the skin too since it's an oil gotten from an healthy fruit," I said.

“She also told us to record it while at it.” I pressed my hand against my mouth. How could someone be so cruel? Who could hate me this much? “Name.” “I-I don’t know.” “Description,” Klaus stated flatly. “She wore a mask so I couldn’t see her.” The frown on Klaus’ face deepened. The man immediately panicked. “She was a blonde!” A blonde? Could it be it wasn’t Victoria? Maybe she wore a wig. Klaus’s gaze narrowed, something flickering in his eyes. “Hmmm.”

The moment she mentioned Giant’s Limited she noticed the change in the lady’s expression, her lip thinned and her eyes became hostile as she said. “Bunch of thieves, taking advantage me" “Taking advantage” Elena asked, her focused on the blonde as she tried to understand what she meant. “I took a loan six months ago and you guys are already trying to get the place from me" The Blonde said throwing up her hand and scratching her hair with one hand afterward. “Six months ago" Elena said, confused as the date didn’t tally with what was on the document she had reviewed a week ago “Are you deaf"

“I got your test. The pregnancy test. I tried to find you, but you were gone.” Sutton swallowed hard. “I’m not sure why, unless you wanted me to sign an NDA. I think the people you hired owe you a refund.” “And your hair...” He gestured vaguely to her head. “It’s different.” “This is my natural color,” she said. “The platinum blonde was for modeling.” The ends still showed a lighter color, the rinse she used often fading. “Your eyes are blue, not green.” Luca looked like he was stuck in car headlights frozen unsure about which direction he should take. “So everything about you was... not real?”

He knew that he couldn't keep it away from her anymore; it wasn't right. “You were naturally born with light blonde, a color that was mistaken to be white,” Bartram revealed, making the two in the room's jaws drop in astonishment. “I kept on dying your hair because it brought too much attention to you, but I could do nothing about your eyes.” Luna's mouth was hanging open as she heard that. She had thought that she was a black-haired lady. It turned out that she was blonde. “If you had been with your blonde hair, you would have been discovered earlier. Also, you were stronger at birth and could tell what was going to happen in a few minutes.”

the blonde reporter said. At the corner of the screen, there was an image of a lady whose eyes were blurred out. In one frame, her face was very smooth and beautiful, tagged before using the BlueMoon skincare product, while in the second image, her face was burnt—charcoal dark, like something forgotten on a stovetop—and it was tagged after using BlueMoon skincare products.