Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

“I don't know, Ollie. I think I might have screwed up. It said it was supposed to be blonde, but it looks pretty orange. Like, fluorescent orange.” “What?” Ollie sat up quickly. “You're joking.” “I didn't want to say anything, because I thought I could fix it if I just kept massaging,” she said, in a panic. “I'm so sorry.” He stood up on his good leg and spun around to face himself in the mirror. His hair was not orange at all and in fact, looked like the exact color of blonde that he'd been hoping for. “Very funny, Elsie,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “You're not only a physical therapist and a hair stylist, but you're apparently also a comedian.”

"Esther, did you ensure the 'best friend' wasn't following?" Esther laughed. "Lina? She's probably at home crying into a tissue. She’s as weak as Aria." But then, the woman in the palazzo trousers—the blonde—turned around. As the light hit her face, I realized I did know her. She was the head of the legal department at the firm where Timi and I worked. She wasn't just a stranger; she was the one who had cleared the "merger" files. "The money is all here, Richard," the blonde woman said. "But we have a problem. The buyer wants the 'mother' too. To ensure the nursing continues for the first month."

For some weird reasons I couldn't get my mind off Lexy. Like this girl is so fucken complicated and sexy and beautiful at the same time. She has this beautiful green eyes that almost looked impossible, it was like lemon green, but then with a deep shade in the end, you'd think she wore contact lenses but she doesn't. Her blonde straight hair is all over her face and it's long and beautiful and sometimes I fantasize pulling that hair while she's screaming my name. Then she has this killer body. Like exactly what people would do this BBL shit for.

At first, I had thought that I made a big mistake but after she gave birth and I saw her hair go from dark to blonde before my very eyes, I realized that I had hit the jackpot. “Alright then, guess all that is left is the issue of payment.” “C’mon Blaine, stop…” “You can’t keep doing pro bono cases for me, Lacy, we both know that this is causing trouble for you at your firm.” “So far as I keep closing cases and filling their pockets, the partners don’t mind,” she said confidently. “Even at that, this is a big one, I am not taking no for an answer.” She smiled, “Fine, do what makes you happy. I know better than to get into an argument with you. Remind me again why you didn’t become a hot shot

Somehow the tension in their conversation seemed comfortable to him. The chemicals on her hair burned, her eyes stung, but Tessa knew it was part of the process. She blinked rapidly, fighting back tears. She wanted to run and wash it out, not just because her scalp was on fire, but because she didn’t want to go blonde again. She couldn’t believe the guy actually wanted her to relive her past, making her feel exposed and judged. “You’re hurting her, you idiot,” Nathan snapped at the stylist, eyes deadly. The stylist stepped back, raising his hands. “It’s part of the process, sir, I swear.”

"I want to chop it off. Not bald but I want a nice, sexy, reborn type of short hair," "Color?" "Oh it's always going to be blonde," I smirk and I take my seat and she immediately gets to work. I was ready to feel alive and reborn again. I was ready to be happy again.

I murmur but i can’t help but feel a bit sad at the loss of my natural hair. “Luna, how about this hair, it’s so beautiful every woman will envy you!” I stare at the wig but i can’t help but feel disgusted. “Can you get me a set of blonde wigs?” I ask the hairstylist. “Of course Luna Kayla, good choice!” “Ouuuu we’re going blonde !” Nicolas cheers. “Since I’m dying soon why not?” He groans. “Girl please stop reminding -” his phone starts to blare and he rolls his eyes.

They were all blondes. "It's LA," I said in my defense. "Everyone is blonde." Andrew looked at the table behind us in a showy way. Unlucky for me, it was full of brunettes. I gave up and said, "Fuck off." "What color her hair is doesn't matter. I don't care about her. "She's young." I could see them looking sideways at each other, trying to decide who was brave enough to say it. Of course it was Lyndon, since he had studied martial arts and had a permit to carry a gun.

“Listen, I don’t need him here. And this lawyer will have to sign an NDA agreement with me, or I’ll deal with him myself, Wang.” I blinked. “Geez, Zaria.” “You two act like a couple, you know?” Blond’s voice cut through the tension. Jesus. “Blond, can you excuse us, please?” He pushed himself off the wall. “Sure. I knew Zaria wouldn't be comfortable.” He winked again. Zaria shot me a pointed glare. I shrugged. “So what can we do?” I asked Mr. Hale. “Can you break it, challenge it, something?”

“Are you kidding me?’’ I spat, getting up from the seat with my eyes darkening. “Did I ever mention to you that I needed the Alpha's attention, huh? He can be with Maddison for all I care! Was that why you gave me this sick blonde hair?’’ I lashed out, utterly pissed at the mere idea of trying to copy Maddison. Levi could be with her, I wasn't against that. I wouldn't fawn and try to make myself into someone else just to get his approval. I didn't need his approval for anything. “Please calm down, Luna. It's nothing like that.’’ Redrine said, looking surprised. “So what is it then, huh?’’ I wasn't willing to listen to her option; all I wanted was that blonde dye out of my hair. “Why do you