Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

They went to a upscale hair salon called The Hair Company. Bradley did all the talking while she sat in the salon chair pretending the way they discussed her like she wasn't there didn’t bother her. An hour later, Elayna’s locks were no longer above the shoulder or blonde. Her hair was back to the long, raven black locks that curled slightly at the ends. In the end she was back to wearing her red lipstick and fake eyelashes. He was changing her back to his ‘perfect’ toy.

And as for Andrei, well… let's just say he's about to make some 'generous' business offers to ensure their safe return. The door bursts open and in walks a blonde. She's not just any blonde — she's a blonde with a capital B: bold, brazen, and beautifully calculating. She strides into my office like she owns the place, her long legs eating up the distance in heels that could double as lethal weapons. Her hair is a wild tangle of golden locks, and her eyes are a deep blue. We're both driven by a personal vendetta against Andrei, and I can already tell this is going to be a partnership made in heaven — or hell, depending on how you look at it.

In addition, regarding the leak of Sabini Group case files, I will formally file a lawsuit against Dante Romano and my former assistant, Lucia Bianchi, on charges of misappropriation of trade secrets. I had just said that when my vision suddenly went dark, and I fell straight backward.

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.”

"How much do you want me to cut off?" "All of it. Any of the blonde. Just get rid of it. I'm never going back," Alex said with a flourish of her hand. Lexi giggled. Jimmy leaned back on his hands. A small smile twitched at the corners of his mouth. Lexi stood behind her and held out a long chunk of bleach blonde hair. Some of it real and some of it extensions. "Are you sure? It's going to be pretty short," Lexi said. "It's fine. It's not like I'm trying to attract a mate." Alex dropped her eyes and stared at her hands. An uncomfortable silence fell on the group and a sadness filled the air. Lexi continued to saw at pieces of hair. The blonde strands fell to the floor about her.

“But I love your short hair as well. It suits you better. Besides, I’d always wanted to see you in short hair.” Gabby nodded, a low hum sounding from her throat as she enjoyed the massage I was giving her. “I love your hair more.” She whispered at last, her voice low. “I always wanted to go blonde, but it never was my color. I looked too pale in blonde.” “You dyed your hair blonde?” I blinked in surprise. She nodded. “Once, in high school.” She shrugged. “But it was immediately apparent that blonde just wasn’t my color. So I never dyed it blonde again.”

I couldn't speak. “Yes,” He said, caressing my straight blonde hair. “I learnt that you're brunette but my Uncle forced you to go blonde. I want you to go back to your natural color and I got products to help with that especially since the excesssive bleaching has begun to cause some damage. If you prefer to stay blonde, then it's fine by me but I just want you to know, you don't have to be different anymore. You have the choice to be whatever you want.”

She would never—never—allow him to have a good life! … Early in the morning, Leila was busy styling her newly colored hair. She used a semi-permanent hair color conditioner on her hair. She usually does this based on her mood. Right now, she’s in the mood for the color pink. Since her hair was platinum blonde, the color turned out vibrantly. She wore a simple blouse and denim shorts. On the way out, she carried a canvas tote along with the other gift bags she brought for her friends. KNOCK KNOCK

Stupid rules, but what choice did I have? I’d had my share of arguments with Valen over tanning, but I protected my hair myself—it was far too precious to me. Long, thick blonde curls with a natural shine, slightly wavy by nature, already reached the middle of my hips. You could say it was my signature look: expressive brown eyes and naturally blonde hair.

One of them has blonde hair and other one has dark brown hair. "Hi, I am Lisa and she.." Pointing at the blonde one "She is Amanda.. We work in legal department.." Lisa informed her.. "Okay?" Victoria nodded, slightly confused because of their introduction.. What would she do with it! "How can I help you?" She asked..