Lucky Blonde Novels & Stories

Remona gazed at the picture mouth agape, she didn't know what to do. Shock ran down her spine staring at the picture in her hands, it was a picture of two men who looked the same in boxers standing on the beach. One had a tattoo on his chest but the other didn't, the other had brown eyes while the tattooed guy had dark black eyes. She dropped the phone and stumbled backward with wide eyes, Bruce quickly caught his phone so it wouldn't fall. "I... I... I... " Remona wanted to say something but it was all stuck in her throat, she couldn't believe she had made a mistake already.

The crowd turned to her, doubt flickering in their eyes. "Yeah, Mara, don’t lower yourself to begging this shady seller. Take your money back. You could easily adopt a child, and you wouldn’t even have to go through childbirth." Mara’s expression shifted. She bit down on her lip, then, with trembling hands, held out a cloth bundle. "No, only Rainie’s fortune cookies can help me. I heard whatever you use for it determines what kind of child you’ll have. This… this is my late husband’s hair. I just want to give birth to Zane’s child."

"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.

I say, fluttering my lashes with a dramatic sigh. Sophia rolls her eyes and pinches my arm. “Shut it, another blonde. When you get married, you get to make jokes. For now, I’m the boss of this wedding.” She says, puckering her mouth and rolling her head with attitude. She calls me “other blonde” because we’re the only blondes in our group of friends. Sophia’s skin is golden, and she has a curvy body; whereas my hair is lighter, my complexion is peaches and cream, and my body is slimmer.

He noticed from afar a stunning blonde, looking like she was waiting for the world’s luckiest man. Every cell in his body zinged to attention. The woman was hot, hot, hot. On a scale of one to ten, she was a good fifty. Her hair was a sleek bob, golden and shiny, and her gorgeous eyes looked out at the world with what he could only think of as a sophisticated innocence. And her glorious mouth… painted in rich, ‘talk dirty to me’ red.

I'm slightly taking aback by the fiery platinum blondie smiling brightly in front of me. "Um.. About what? "i swear this girl just shows up from no where most of the time and starts talking about some pointless stuff, i bet she's referring to her new mack cutex. "My shoes of course! "she grins and flips her gorgeous platinum curls with red highlights. Well, at least i was close.

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 responded and he gave me his best smile, i smile back and look at Mercy who was looking at us, she loves bullying me and I stupidly allow her " Stop treating others like trush, that's just so dumb" he said looking at her " Let's go" Lucky said and I nodded following him " Are you sure you okay" he asked again putting his hand on my forehead " Yes really, I'm fine" i responded " Your hair looks a mess now" he said brushing it with his hand , " I'm sure i look ugly now" I said looking down " You are always looking pretty" he said and I blush looking down damn , it felt so good to hear him saying that