Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

“Look Analeigh, we both know it’s hard as shit being a woman in business, but you are more than capable of handling it. Be firm with those men, tell them that you’re not gonna take their shit and then take their jobs instead.” “No one takes me seriously there, Scarlett,” Analeigh whispered with tears in her eyes. “They see that I’m blonde and attractive and they assume my daddy got me this job or something.” “Do we have to watch Legally Blonde again?” I asked. “Cuz I will.” “I think that would be really nice, honestly.” “Ooh, can I come?” Lincoln asked. “Come where?” My best friend, Lulu Dejoria sat down with us. She pushed her brown hair out of her face revea

Her long ombre hair reaches down to her waist, and her looks were complimented with a cute baby blue embroidery Bardot dress that compliments her eyes. The two boys have blonde and brown hair which makes them delightfully dazzling to look in their way. They both have light brown eyes. The boy with blonde hair has a pair of reading glasses on his face which gave him a gentle demeanor. While the boy with brown hair has a cocky and arrogant kind of look on his face which lets you know the troublemaker between the two boys. The woman herself was drop-dead gorgeous. On her were printed trousers with a plain black top, some sandals and a pair of sunglasses which makes her more alluring.

Physically, the blonde man looked superior to his opponent with his muscular and tall body. The bright emerald-eyed man looked sharply at the chubby man before he bent his knee and rewarded the criminal's stomach with a deadly kick. His emotions were really unbearable until he felt he could kill his opponent. If it wasn't breaking the law, he would have done it. "Feel this, you bastard! How dare you bully a weak woman!" shouted the blonde man with raging anger. "You are so rude! Isn't it hard to make money in a legal way, huh?" The blonde man continued to hit and kick the chubby man relentlessly. Meanwhile, the bald man just watched in fear while silencing Maya's mouth with his dirty hands.

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 thought he loved me. I stood on my feet and put on my underwears. I slipped into the body con gown which barely reached my knees. It stopped at my mid thighs. I picked up my comb and did Justice to my brown curly hair. I tied it up. I slipped into my flat shoes. I stared at myself at the mirror. I look horrible with my puffy eyes from crying. The fact that Lorenzo was the cause of it makes the matter worst. I pulled out the drawer and brought out my makeup kit. I opened it and brought out a moisturizer and used it. I rubbed the mascara and applied a little purple lip stick and applied a lip gloss to make it look shinier.

“Of our friend who disappeared from our lives and suddenly wants back in?” “She was taken away.” “Okay, so why's she back?” “Isabel” I frowned. She sighed and looked over my shoulder at Blair. “The Aeon I remember had red hair. I see a brown one now.” “Well, she must have colored her hair. Nothing wrong with that” I defended, “You've gotten highlights. You don't see me saying it's weird.” Isabel frowned. “You leave my purple highlights out of this. And you know I'm rocking the look.”

CHAPTER NINETEEN. Reign's head had been spinning with millions of questions ever since she saw the black hair dye in Tegan's bathroom. Many times, she tried to convince herself it was nothing. That Tegan surely didn't like her blonde hair that's why she decided to dye it black on a regular basis, but that conclusion did not satisfy her because on the other hand, Tegan looked and behaved like someone who would adore having a shiny blonde hair that would announce her entrance where ever she was going. She loved anything that would divert all the attention in the room to her and blonde hair was one of the things that would do that. There was no way she would dye her shiny blonde hair black just

"Puh-lease. Whatever the cost, we got you. You’re getting that blonde back, and you’re gonna look hot as hell while we do it." "Facts," Lily chimes in, and before I can argue, they drag me inside. And let me tell you, this place is ridiculous. Chandeliers, velvet chairs, mirrors that make you look like a goddess—like, why does a salon on a ship need to be this extra? Anyway, true to their word, Mia and Lily helped me cover the cost because I’m pretty sure my card would’ve bounced. An hour later, I’m staring at myself in the mirror, and damn. My hair is dirty blonde, soft waves cascading down my shoulders, and it looks like something straight out of a shampoo commercial.

“What makes you think blonde is my interest? They are smart but most of them get lost in the color of their hair than their eyes.” “Over seventy five percentages of workers in the company are naturally blonde.” “We live in America Ebony, it is Legally Blonde everywhere. Scientist proved blue eyes is usually more intelligent than cliché dramas appreciate them.” “Did you just throw a reference at me?” I asked in disbelief as Konstantin raised a brow with a smile. “Did I?” He asked with a façade of shock before I smothered my brows and he pressed the little bell that had Amanda rush quickly to our table.

Annabelle suggested with a sly smile. I glanced at her, half-expecting her to laugh and take it back, but she only raised an eyebrow, daring me to go for it. The stylist nodded enthusiastically. “Blonde would be stunning on you. Something sleek and modern to bring out your features.” I hesitated, chewing on the inside of my cheek. Blonde was… drastic. But then again, why not? “Let’s do it,” I said, surprising even myself. Annabelle’s eyes widened as the stylist started sectioning my hair. “You’re really going blonde?” she asked, her tone teetering between genuine surprise and something else I couldn’t quite place.