One Piece Blonde Novels & Stories

he asked, his gray eyes—like the sky before a thunderstorm—fixed on me. “You know how hard it is to manage this hornet’s nest on my head,” I said in mock annoyance. He only laughed, running his fingers through his blonde hair, which was so light it was almost white. It was one of the reasons we were friends; I had two different-colored eyes, and he had hair so strikingly pale that he looked like an anime character. We were the oddities in a sea of brown-haired boys and identically eyed girls. Although, I had a feeling he could have more friends than me; he was incredibly handsome and could have climbed the social ladder if he weren’t stuck with me.

When I had finally heard enough, I pushed open the door lightly. Both girls looked up at me, surprise on their faces. I smiled innocently at them, looking towards the room in confusion. Confrontation wasn't one of my strong suits. Luciana handled all confronting situations for the both of us. I wasn't strong, remember? The one on the left was pretty, short auburn hair curling beneath her chin. She looked about my age, but I highly doubted she was anywhere close to it. The other was bleach blonde. Still beautiful, but in a plastic sort of way. Very much a stereotype I could get behind. Blondie's eyes flashed with anger at being interrupted, a sneer not to far from spreading over her face.

I honestly hope that she takes long showers. I then hear the door to the room open, and in walked a woman I have not seen before. She has blonde hair and looks around my age. But with witches, you can't be too sure. Joceline doesn't look much older than me, but I know she is at least as old as my dad, if not older. She looks at me, but I can't read the look on her face. She walks to the bathroom door. "Are you almost done? I got all the things you asked for." I can't hear Joceline's response, but I hear the water cut off. The blond walks back into the room. She takes a few glances at me, and I can see a hint of blush on her face. I hear Joceline enter the room, and she has a towel around her

Boy are they in for a shock. Amelia is taking on a nagata and doesn’t appear to need any help from me. She looks intense and focused as she fights, not only partially shifted, but with the pair of sai that Yildiz gave her. She’s like this powerful, blonde-hair, black and white furry ninja as she moves with quick precision with her Alpha Spirit radiating off her. She’s not going for any kill shots, but she’s certainly making people think twice about fighting her.

Then the blonde said, "Your lightning is white." Jai nodded, "yeah... And?" "That guy must've mistaken you for someone else having the same white lightning as you. Do your relatives have the same white lightning? Or anyone else?" Jai looked at Darrion like he had just grown two heads. He didn't get what Darrion was talking about. So he said, "what the hell are you talking about, Darrion?" Darrion frowned at him. The blonde was bewildered. "Your lightning is white. Isn't lightning supposed to be purple?"

I inform the girl who dropped my food. She smiles. Her blonde hair is cut short. The left side of her head is shaved down to show off her dragon mark. A beta's daughter. The one to my right isn't a high rank like her but has a similar haircut. Her strawberry blonde hair falls over her face covering her right eye. Her hair isn't cut short it goes passed her mid-back. I can feel the strength in them both. One has killed and the other is just privileged. "Are you going to make me?" she asks.

THERE GOES MY PLAN, HEHE EVIL LAUGH. "Marie heyyy " I marched towards the girl that has dirty blonde hair with hazel green eyes, the same age as me, with a little height. Marie was wearing a blueprint KILLUA t-shirt that was a character of hunter x hunter ( THE ONLY ANIME I KNOW) with the sleeves cut off that was tucked in with light blue jeans and black and white sneakers. That was my friend Marie Markin. I walked toward her and we both embraced each other in a hug.

One of them was the daughter of an Alpha who was even willing to join the pack warrior training to get noticed by him. All of them who want him are beautiful and have deep feelings for him. It’s not like I don’t find myself beautiful, but when you know there are other capable women fighting for his love, you get a little insecure. But Bronze made it clear that he only wanted me. Unlike those pretty girls, my features are rather odd. Especially my hair. I don’t have raven black, brown or blonde hair. I have dark blue hair. Bronze says he loves my rare hair color and calls me Blue. I love that because growing up with a rare hair color, I always felt like the odd one out.

There was also a sword tied around his waist giving off the looks of a samurai. Kagami saw this as a Halloween costume and laughed out loud "Are you from the 90s"; he said still laughing as tears wear at the edge of falling out, " damn man!! My stomach hurts now"; he added after laughing for a while. "Why not come find out for your self"; the blond man said with a smirk "Wow I am okay with that, your assistant can give you a hand"; Kagami replied with a devilish grin on his face The blond man looked over to the side, there was a tall blonde with sliver blue eyes, her blonde hair was nicely arranged across her shoulder, and she wore an English dress. A T-shirt and long-legged pants. She dress