Novel & Cerita Icy Blonde With Dark Underneath

One girl had dirty blonde hair and green eyes, so sweet and innocent looking, especially with her dainty up-do and girly outfit: a skort and frilly top. The other girl rendered me half speechless, there was no imperfection on her face, and her deep blue eyes were big and radiant. Her hair was cherry red, long and super thick, slicked back into a high ponytail. It was so thick that must’ve been why she had the lower half buzzed off with wicked details added that gradually faded towards her face, highlighting her strong facial features that much more.

Her graceful nose and full lips gave her an unearthly beauty, as if she belonged to some heavenly realm rather than this fractured world. Then there was Lara, the youngest of the group. Her vibrant, orangish bob gleamed under the light, its silky strands a striking contrast to her bold cyan eyeshadow. Her doe-like eyes, accentuated by precise eyeliner and a subtle sweep of highlighter beneath, gave her a personality of radiance that was as captivating as it was alarming.

Because I know that I cannot defend myself even I can. I am Nicole Ashanti Zamora and this is my story. A pointed nose, thick eyebrows, thin red lips, captivating blue eyes, long black hair, white skin, has body curves, tall and almost look like a doll. I am currently looking at the person in front of me. She is five minutes older than me, my identical twin sister.

They are not the same even though they share the same race. A dark elf woman stands at the apex of the ground floor. Height nearly seven-foot and green eyes that matched the same color as Ellensandria. She has an old fashion breastplate that covers her chest and rustic leg plates that cover her lower appendages and middle area. Within her shaking right hand is a short staff with some runes carved inside the head. Though she is nervous, her features suggest that she is calm and collected. The torso armor has blood splatter running along the hem to the collar. Across her delicate-looking face is another scarlet splash. A long and wet tongue slithers out of her mouth. The tip of her wet induced

They’re both gorgeous – not as gorgeous as Amelia mind you. The first is about 5’5” with soft mocha skin. She has thick dark brown – almost black – braids that reach to the top of her bustline and are parted to the right. She has a dusting of dark brown freckles across her cheeks and nose, and those are just the normal things about her. She has these intense golden eyes, and I mean gold. Her irises sparkle like liquid gold and her skin is glittery. Her skin has this natural golden glitter in it that shimmers as the light touches it.

Kacie Wavy black hair fell just below her shoulders, it had grown since the last time I’d seen her. Striking light blue eyes that resembled lightning stared down at me. Circle orbs hung from her ears as they gave off that familiar orange-yellow glow. A black spaghetti dress hugged her curves. It dipped low and her chest was on display. Black and sheer spirals wrapped around her body leaving little to the imagination.

A social butterfly who flitted from group to group, charming everyone around her, making them feel like they were the most important person in the world. And then there was me. I couldn’t help it. I looked at my reflection in the glass door beside me, seeing my pale skin like a stark contrast against the deep shadows of the night. The lack of pigment in my skin had never bothered me as much as it did tonight. My hair, a pale shade of white-blonde, hung limp against my back. My eyes, a pale, almost translucent shade of blue, looked back at me—vulnerable, exposed.

I muttered under my breath and the man just raised a brow at me before turning his gaze back to the glass as a tall blonde walked into the middle of the room. My stomach dropped as I took in her appearance. Her blonde hair was shoulder length with ringlet curls and her eyes looked blue? Green? Hard to tell from here, her breasts were so big that the small corset top She was wearing could barely contain them. Her legs were long with a round butt that you could see because her pink Mini skirt Was the shortest I've ever seen. She's beautiful and every man's fantasy with her curvy body, big boobs and big butt. A twinge of jealousy rose to the pit of my stomach and I swallowed the lump in my thro

ALYSSA Nicole’s pine green hair was unusual, even for a witch, and her mango yellow eyes fairly common as I’ve seen it in a good number of full witches. She was tall, slender, and had her beauty life in line—she was very fashionable too. It was one of the things nature gifted her with—she’d frequently say when she was either complimented or more so, bullied. She wore her dormitory wear and was another person in this school who had freckles, and don’t mind me if I’m determined to make friends with anyone who’s not trying to hide them… unlike me but I’ve not had time to be putting make-up on…

The blonde threw an apologetic glance toward Bianca and followed the brunette by trotting behind her. The brunette dramatically removed the long leather coat that covered her shoulders. She wore a long leather skirt with a high waist and a transparent black lace bareback top. Her top was held up with a bow tied at her neck. The front covered just enough to say that her outfit was daring but not vulgar. But what fascinated most was her incredibly white skin, where purple and green runic patterns were spinning around. The blonde did the same and removed her coat. She wore a black crop top where lace went up to her neck and covered her upper arms. She had wide pants that skimmed the floor. Like