One Piece Blonde Novels & Stories

They’re just cousins. The girl with the platinum blonde hair is named Alice. She’s five years old. Her eyes were a pretty shade of blue, just like her mother. Her dress, which was obviously a product from the surface, is teal in color. She never pays any attention to my story, not unless it involves animals. She kind of reminds me of my brother, in a way, who is still obsessed with sea creatures up to this date.

And what more interesting is that she is in a BL love story. The main protagonist of this story is a man called Aoi Hyoudou. A sweet boy with a poor background. He is bullied during his teenage but he never had the strength to fight back. His delicate features are the reason why Aoi is tormented too much. The possession of dark brown eyes suited his bright complexion. He has thin red lips and not single pores to decorate his soft silky skin. His fluffy curly hair will bounce once in a while during his walk and that always attract people to surrounds him. He is also a natural hardworking model student with a future to become a surgeon. Instead, his path took a good turn once he met the male l

she pretty much screamed making me deaf in one ear while pulling me into a bone breaking hug. Standing in my closet looking at us in the mirror with Lily straightening out her light pink dress completed with her tan skin, hugging her curves perfectly. With her platinum blonde hair with slight curls in it. Being the future Luna of Opal moon she has to look gorgeous because her father still thinks she needs to find her mate.

In her heart, she released prayers, hoping that the universe would save someone she wanted this time. The door opened again, and the blonde stepped out, dressed in a short blue and white silk gown that barely covered her butt. She clutched a small white purse, her black block heel barely high. She had a tattoo on her left arm like a sleeve and another on her right arm breast. They could tell because her dress revealed her cleavage. Kelvin pulled out his phone and switched it to camera, pressing the click again, just as he did with the first one. A cab pulled up in front of the blonde, and she stepped in.

I didn't like it at all. “Who’s the blonde?” “Which one?” I pointedly ignored the obvious. Drinking from the bottle in my hands was doing nothing to calm the rage I could feel bubbling up. “There are lots of blondes here.” Gio turned his head towards me. “Curly hair, curves to die for.” He pointed. Keeley caught us staring at her and her face flamed with embarrassment when she saw him point. “That one right there. With the pouty lips that would look great…”

It's a curly dirty blonde, but in a messy bun with just a few strands falling on my face. I look like a good dark princess because its style matches the earrings I'm wearing. Silver with diamond pendants just below my ears. I smiled, but it was replaced by a quirk of my brows when I realized Blythe wasn't coming back. I turned to the door, it was closed. A few moments of waiting, still no one opened it.

I elegantly walked into the room when I suddenly felt a light body hit my chest. I frowned as I glanced at the woman right in front of me. She was wearing a light blue dress, and her entire face was hidden by a sheer cloak of the same color. For a second, I felt like I could see through the cloak and into her eyes, but it quickly vanished when I smelled a sweet scent coming from the woman. I pursed my lips together. An omega. “Prince Enzo!” I heard someone exclaim. And before I even knew it, the mysterious woman was already being pushed away from me.

I look up at them all, helpless in my need. The blonde takes over and speaks to me calmly, “I understand your plight, Himari” She starts to say, having my attention on her as she goes on, “I’m one like you, a Werecat; a Leopard precisely”. ‘What?’ I and Runa marvel at her who gives me a confirming nod. I look over at Welma and her mother, Winter, who’re donning the same expression. Then I gulp, unable to know what kind of reaction to give as the woman continues to talk.

“I am looking for the silver-haired female who bled in this house. Where is she?” That changed everything. I saw it at once in the way their faces shifted. The blonde glanced nervously at the older woman before speaking again, her voice softer this time. “If you mean Selene, she is unwell.” Selene. Something deep inside me reacted to it at once. My wolf surged sharply, and I had to lock every expression out of my face to hide the effect it had on me. I fixed my gaze on the blonde. “Unwell?” She nodded and lowered her lashes, trying for innocence. “She attacked me.”

I was their fucking maid a few days ago. Something was obviously weird. I turned about to run away when my eyes caught something that made even my heart stop. My hair.... It was white.