Icy Blonde With Dark Underneath Novels & Stories

Skye Adeline buried her flush face against my neck. I chuckle, then I heard Elena shout. "BAMBINA!!" I look up to see Nyx walking towards us. She's wearing an all-black outfit. Black high-waisted slacks with a black lace bralette top along with a black blazer and belt. Completed with black stilettos and shades. "Elena!!" Nyx hugged Elena, then took off her shades. Damn her blue and purple eyes, are so beautiful.

He never gets away with doing flirty things towards girls. Even though she compliments us and Su, she is truly the beautiful one. Her long blonde hair shines silver in the moonlight. Her royal blue eyes give you warmth when she smiles. Freckles across her nose and under her eyes, lightly placed, unlike the bright orange ones that center Simon and mine. They're splashed down her neck and shoulders. Running down her arms across her pale skin. She is not pale like we are, but you can see the Irish she holds. If she wanted to tan, a few burns later and she would have a light suntan brewing. Add a sun-kissed look to her and her round bosom, and you'd have the all-natural look of what every teenag

"Hecate!" A girl rushes forward from across the ballroom, her eyes wide and expressive, a lovely shade of olive green, shimmering like the surface of a pond on a sunny day. Her hair is long and a dark brown, almost black, curled, and a black crown sits atop her head, elaborately decorated with shining silver diamonds. Her dress is a dark, deep blue, off-the-shoulder and sleek, clinging to her frame tightly. I frown at her slightly, wishing I knew her name, wishing I could respond to her clear excitement.

I shake my head in frustration as I flip the page. There she is, making the rest of what I was going to say irrelevant. A perfect close-up photograph of our baby sister. Iokaste, the leader of The Dark. She is looking directly at the camera, innocence and happiness exude from her youthful features. Her sparkly silver hair is up in a topknot, and her large, vibrant violet eyes practically pop off the page. This picture is in color, but she is wearing dark gray lipstick. Presumably, trying to distract from her perfect, fair skin being marred by the thick keloid scars on her jawline and sides of her neck.

~ (72 years earlier) Aren’t you a pretty little thing.” I purred, as I admired the glitter shining from the infinity symbol standing vertically, my newly administered mark, upon the side of this woman's face. I wasn’t even sure of her name, but I didn’t care. She was a vision of loveliness, a petite and delicate beauty with a presence that belied her small stature. Her blonde hair, styled in a chic bob cut, framed her face and accentuated her striking features. Her deep blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, shining brightly with a warmth and kindness that drew me in. Her tanned skin glowed with a healthy, sun-kissed radiance, adding to her natural beauty and effortless charm.

“What are we waiting for then?! Let’s go inside and save whoever we can!” Mr Dante nodded agreeably, “I can’t let you in though… I don’t know how safe it is, and your father would have my neck if anything happened to you on my watch.” “I don’t care about anything else right now, Mr Dante, someone important to me is in there… I need her out here now!!!” “Describe her… then I’ll find her myself.” Mr Dante interjected. “Brunette, not the dark brown brunette, she’s in between auburn and dark brown. Her eyes are light brown, pouty lips, pointed nose, innocent baby face…” I rambled on, unable to get my thoughts straight.

Except it wasn’t touching the ground; her dress ended above her feet, so her red heels and perfectly manicured toes were seen. She had the same olive skin and facial features as Nikini. Her eyes being dark brown had ringlets of gold outlining her pupils; her nose had a slight sheer from her makeup and a light layer of pink blush on her upper cheekbones. Her lips were a natural pink shade, however, she glossed them over with a clear lip-gloss.

Although to call him shorty language will not turn. Beautiful face, big blue eyes the color of ice. Not transparent, but closer to turquoise. She observed such beauty only once - on Baikal. Dark lashes, straight nose and perfect lips. Absolutely perfect. With a clear, even contour - the lower one is a little fuller and more appetizing. "Vampires," the girl thought doomedly, "they are always perfect." Elya ran her eyes over the snow-white shirt straightened out of black trousers, and finished her inspection with black patent leather boots with slightly tapered toes.

I sighed to myself. She squinted her eyes in anger. Even though she's a natural blonde, her eyes were dark brown. I always found it odd, but that's Gabz, she's an odd girl. She has a fiery spirit that matches her attitude perfectly. She has a perfect body, with her tiny waist and smooth, doll-like skin. Not only that, but she won all the pageants she entered over the years. She's the girl that every guy wanted a taste of. I stood up, and I was hit with the pressure of that god awful headache. It clawed away at my skull.

I said, my voice gravelly. “Very well, Mr. Atlas.” Another image began to appear. “One last thing. This is the witch you will be looking for.” Another image was sent to my cellphone, I stare at the image then there was her picture, it was Elena but one thing I never miss is her long not too blonde hair, something more of platinum white. Her red lips were full and cheekbones sharp, giving her an exotic look when combined with her glowing, beige skin. Lastly, her eyes captured my attention. A light blue with a darker outer ring framed by long, thick lashes.