Lucky Blonde Novels & Stories

Hyene soothed, Claire not paying any attention to what we were talking about. I gave a silent gratitude to that. I didn't want her to hear about the attack and feel bad again. “Yeah, for fragile humans like yourself,” the blonde girl said as she raised from her chair and turned to me. She was shorter than Hyene, but only by a little. Her blonde hair was stick straight and down to her mid-back, accompanied with bright blue eyes and high cheekbones. Her resemblance to Malibu Barbie was scary—beauty and curves all in the right places.

Everyone went wild when they heard it! It turned out to be this kid! Blondie took the long dagger in his hand, knocked it on his shoulder, and said, “Our luck is so good today. I just wanted to try my luck and never expected it to really happen. This job is too easy.” Blondie, also known as Chad, laughed loudly. Philip frowned slightly and asked, “The guy with the blonde hair, who sent you here? What’s the purpose?” “What the f*ck?” “You’re really courting death!”

“Some sort of confusion is likely to occur in your life today. You may get entangled in a disagreement with someone close to you. Your lucky number is 6 and 8. Your lucky color is blue.” Elenita: Make sure to wear blue today. I rolled my eyes, typing a message. Me: I will. Stop worrying. Remind Anj to wear blue today. I tossed my cell phone aside and watched Lexi walk out of the laundry room with our clothes in her hands. She placed them on the couch and opened my closet, choosing a business suit I’d be wearing today. “The blue one,” I said when she pulled on a maroon color formal long-sleeve polo.

I’m the reincarnation of a lucky charm. As long as I’m happy, my whole family prospers. To keep me smiling, my billionaire grandfather built me a palatial bedroom and hired a whole team of housekeepers and nannies just to keep me company. Then, on the day the long-lost real heiress was finally brought home, everything changed. Holding a livestream rig, she stormed straight into my room and sneered at the camera, “Everyone, this is the fake daughter who stole my place and lived my life of luxury for eighteen years! “She knew I was coming back and still tried to fool everyone with this ridiculous nonsense about being some kind of lucky-star reincarnation? Fine. Today I’m exposing her for who s

Something confidential. "We'll get to the chase, omega," Alpha Damien uttered before he dropped a small black pouch on the table across from me. Whatever was inside that pouch produced a thudding sound. "I want you to mate someone on your 18th birthday." "Consider that small pouch our first payment for allowing us to get into your parents' house ." Lady Divina added. "They're gold coins if you're wondering. We heard that your family has debts and bills to pay. Your parents were caught doing something punishable by death. We can pay you a certain amount of gold coins every month and spare your parents' lives, but of course, you have to do what we ask in return with confidentiality."

But this new blonde girl, SweetLily, had him hooked bad. She was tiny, probably around 5’2”, with long golden hair, small perky breasts, and super smooth pale skin. She looked young and innocent, like a fresh teen, but she fucked like a pro. Even though she was new, she rode cock so good, took it deep, and made the hottest moans. Jake jerked off to her every single night. He locked his dorm door, pulled out his thick cock, and stroked hard watching her small body get pounded. He came buckets thinking about filling her tight little pussy.

She's so embarrassed of having me as her twin to the fact that she dyed her hair blond and goes to the salon monthly to perfectly straighten it just to look opposite of me. Yes, she's that evil. And yes, she hates me that big. Avery reminds me of a Regina George incarnate from that movie Mean Girls. You must wonder who I am since I have been talking so much about my sister. I'm Lindsay Suzanne Swanepoel. Pretty name, actually. But too pretty for me. I find my name not really suited at all for a person like I am so just call me Lindy.

I increased the pressure, causing the knife to cut into Regina's skin and drops of blood to bead. Regina didn't look the least bit flustered. Instead, she met me with an innocent expression. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. What does your bad luck have to do with me? I was born lucky. Of course, I'm luckier than normal people!" I let out a cold laugh, my mind racing. "Let me think. When did you start to get lucky? Oh, right after I had that kidney surgery…"

The doctor gawked and Zander instantly grabbed the phone. “That was also you? You looked different yet again,” the doctor stared at her. “The makeup artist and hairstylist were magnificent,” Vivian said as an explanation. She, herself, barely recognized herself after the makeup artist and hairstylist did their magic. Add her expensive and gorgeous wedding dress to that and it was like she was whisked from some kind of fairy tale. “Women are so scary,” the doctor said and finally relented. Zander childishly humped at the latter and Vivian giggled.

'Your age mates are giving me up to a thousand and you are here dropping common two hundred, you are a disgrace to the giver association. 'Give me my money back,' I quickly shoved it into my front pocket. 'Don't worry, I will manage the small change.' 'Yeah, right,' he rolled his eyes with a smile. 'Your problem is bigger than your head.' 'And yours is five,' I winked at him. He frowned, causing me to laugh. He rolled his eyes. 'Very funny, Blondie,' 'The actual color of my hair is white,' 'The original name is platinum blonde, but I don't expect you to know it, you don't have a brain.'