Lucky Blonde Novels & Stories

That, of course, shocked the blonde. “You! How dare you contradict me!” the blonde was about to slap Lunatte, but Lunatte deftly swatted the hand away easily and made the blonde hurt instead. It didn’t stop there. The blonde also immediately grabbed Lunatte’s beautifully flowing hair. For the umpteenth time, Lunatte managed to overcome it easily. Now they become a spectacle to many people. Some even recorded their fight.

Eh, a seasoned lesbian knows her own squad. "...All I'm saying is we're young, dude. Now's the time to get shitfaced so we'll have glory days to look back on. Who wants to be boring old people fighting over bingo cards!?" The tall, masculine platinum blonde smirked to her exasperated dark haired friend, who started walking backwards so she could face her head on. Like just about everyone else here, they were barefoot and showing off their alluring forms. Blondie was sporting a pair of dark grey board shorts and a thin turquoise tank top, and literally the tiniest white bikini I've seen in a hot minute adorned her more feminine counterpart.

Sure enough, a colleague's phone chimed, and their face lit up with joy. "The lottery ticket Yelena told me to buy hit a hundred-thousand-dollar prize! I'm going to be her devotee for life!" Everyone rushed to congratulate him. Even Nate ignored me and turned to look at Yelena adoringly. "You really are a lucky star, Yelena. Whoever gets to marry you will be the luckiest man alive." Yelena glanced at him shyly, but when she looked back at me, her eyes were filled with innocent malice.

You switched the glasses! Twin: What do you mean? I could hear the amusement in her tone. The blonde pulled herself together and tried to walk away. But she felt dizzy. Blonde: Help... I've been drugged by our Luna! One of the twins, the one who'd remained silent, stepped toward the she-wolf and grabbed her throat. Twin: You brought the Tiffany glasses yourself! So, the blonde's name was Tiffany. Tiffany: Alpha… Alex… the glass… was… for her… Melina… and me… we wanted… to show you… what a slut… she is!

Trust is the most expensive thing in the world, once cracked - there will be no second. "Good. Keep watching," Axe continued, turning his gaze forward again. Just like he said. I focused my gaze where a large monitor was showing a documentary on the generosity of one Danial Gorson. Can I call this birthday celebration the annual showcase? I'm sorry I was so annoyed with him. However, it wasn't long before my questioning ended. The lights in the building suddenly went out...

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

"Blonde." "Champagne or strawberry blonde?" I asked. "Great, keep asking me things that I've got no idea of." Lucian shrugged. "OK..." I looked around and saw a red-headed woman walking into the shop, "My blonde or that lady's blonde?" Lucian took a glance at the woman and the smile on his face immediately disappeared. "Oh, Beta Lucian! What a coincidence! I haven't seen you for ages!" That woman exclaimed as she was walking towards us.

My stomach twisted uncomfortably when he pulled out more expensive things. I looked at my gifts and watch Lily softly pull out the cute little stuffed bunny and pretty pastel colored blankets. She smiled happily and cooed at the bunny, thanking me for gifting them to Ashley. "Looks like I won in the gift department." Luke says smugly. My head snap to him and if I could've done damage to him I would. Defeated at my clear loss, I grumbled and decided to ignore him.

He just tilted his head to Rowen and said, “Hey man! How about we order the last blonde for him? What do you think?…” “I don’t need any damn….” The remaining word trailed off my lips, and my brows squinted as one phrase fell into my ear. Blonde. Last blonde. I blinked back gently, grabbing his arm to get his attention. “Why blonde?” I asked with arched brows as he turned to me. Ronan’s lips broke into a hearty laugh, then he replied, “Your blonde. The lady we ordered for you the night before your family party.”

I ask, a hint of panic evident in my voice. “Because I am busy. Settlement to run, threats to plan against and all that. Have fun,” she says as she walks out of the room, leaving me with barbie. “Hi! I am Lisa. Lisa Blaze. We are all Blaze here, well, not all of us. Just the three of us. Me, Rowan and Rina. We'll, four of us. There is Jhenelle too. Rina is my twin.” Someone, please kill me now.