Lucky Blonde Novels & Stories

~~~~~ Blue's Restaurant, LA ~~~~~ A loud slap echoed around the ground floor of the building, everyone turned their attention toward the scene before them. Bruce's head whipped to one side, a red slap mark appeared on his fair face. The young lady he was sitting with stood up and turned towards Remona, "How dare you do this to him, are you insane? You can't just barge into someone's restaurant and slap anyone you want." The young lady fired at Remona, she felt upset for Remona slapped her boyfriend. Removal raised her eyes and glared coldly at the young woman before rolling her eyes, she felt it was a bother to teach her a lesson.

Dex Halbrook, the burrito stall owner next to me, who had never liked me, immediately chimed in with a sneer, "Oh, so when some billionaire’s wife shows up, you throw in a freebie. But when a poor girl comes along, you won’t even serve her? Sounds like you’re just a snob to me. Come on, miss, forget her. I’ll treat you to some burritos!" The woman shook her head, thanking him softly, then turned back to me and pleaded in a small, humble voice, "Rainie, I brought $10,000. If it’s not enough, I can pay more." I was about to refuse again when a young woman further back in line suddenly spoke up, "Wait. One fortune cookie costs $10,000? I must’ve missed a zero… I only brought $1,000…" Without he

The aunt’s rules were simple and brutal, summarized by the ultimatum Elena still felt ringing in her ears: Get a job that pays our rent, or get married and get out. The job at Black Tower's lounge was her last, desperate throw of the dice. She was an excellent waitress, efficient and invisible, and the pay, though earned through silent endurance, was better than anything the corporate world had offered before she fled the rampant harassment. She had a target number, and she was agonizingly close to reaching it—the number that would buy Lucas his freedom and, more importantly, buy her enough time to begin the search for 'D finally.'

one said, the pretty hot blonde with big tits. “Yo! Come over here! “Why"? the blonde said, with a smug look. Bitch get over here, suck this cock.” He showed it by grabbing his crotch. “Uh. Your asshole. Fuck you.’’ Walks away. His buddies were laughing at him. “Shut up fuckers!” She wants me.” He said. “Yeah, right, I am the fucking Easter bunny.” One said with blonde tips in his hair, laughing.

"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.

she smiled, "if not, we'll make our own luck... together." The End

"See, easy." "Lucky St. Pierre!" A tall blonde-haired man said loudly as he strutted his way over. He was dressed up to fashion, in a hunter-green suit that brought out his bright green eyes, and his dirty blonde hair looked like it had been slicked back at one time but was now falling from its designated place. "You made it," He clapped his cream-colored hands together as he kissed both of Lucky's rouge-colored cheeks. "Who's this vision?" He grabbed Cherokee's hands and placed wet kisses on both. "This is my best friend, Cherokee," Lucky beamed as she put her hand on the small of her friend's back pushing her forward.

So it has been a year, and I have fallen for the club prez. Lucky is a really handsome guy. He has a heart of solid gold. He isn’t bad to look at either. He is tall, built, strong, tattooed he even has a nose ring. His hair is dirty blonde and his eyes Christ on a bike. His eyes are like a turquoise colour. The scruff on his face makes him more handsome, and I can see why the ladies love him.

“You can’t go in there like that! Mr. Sebastian is—” “Get out of the way! He’s my boyfriend.” A high-pitched female voice cut through the air, followed by more hurried clicks of high heels. “Sebastian, dear, please come out!” the woman shouted, now closer. Karen turned in her chair, confused, and Sebastian closed his eyes briefly, his jaw clenching as if gathering patience he clearly didn’t have. A blonde woman appeared at the dining-room door like a tornado dressed in Chanel. She was stunning—flowing blonde hair falling in perfect waves over her shoulders, flawless makeup even though it was still morning, designer dress, and perfectly manicured nails clutching a Hermès bag.

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"