One Piece Blonde Novels & Stories

Luckily Hikaru is always carrying around blueberries to mask his smell. " According to the villagers, there were 3 version slayers. Bankotsu, Galahad's wife, Cynthia, and the last mysterious one. He was always wearing a black blindfold, nobleman clothes and his hair is a very dark blue. Some described it just as blue as Prince Serin's hair. We assume that the scale belongs to him, since according to Galahad, Cynthia is definitely not a dragon. " Kagome informs as she goes through her notes.

Blair's every word had taunt and Giovanni and Fia understood what she meant. "Isn't it, brother?" she looked at her brother with a malicious grin. Of course, he understood that Blair knew, after all, she was one of a badass. "So, anything about 616?" she asked the rest of them and they shook their heads. "Maybe I can..." the female voice made them turned their heads. A female, with her skin tan and full pouty lips wearing a knee-length dress and hair, curled up. "Sybil?" Blair stood up astonished while Giovanni let out a smirk.

she commented as she heard the strums of a guitar and sultry male’s voice. A blonde pushed her way to Blaze’s side. She had the same blue eyes as Blaze and the same slightly upturned nose, but the similarities seemed to stop there. She wore a blue sweater dress that wasn’t quite skin tight but showed off her hourglass curves. Her golden blonde hair fell just less than halfway down her back in loose curls. She slipped her phone in her small, gray purse and smiled genuinely at Amerie. Her black knee high boots made her legs look endless and gave her an added couple inches over her sister who only stood at 5’2”. Amerie guessed that this blonde was about 5’5” without the heels, but her head fell

I growl, not interested in any sob stories right now, and she flinches at my tone but nods anyway. This is where blondie cackles and shudders in my grip. “We’re unassuming…and we could blend in with no one…noticing,” she says with blood-stained teeth and laughs. “One of us could blend in without causing trouble…one Luna Umiko…trusts.” The moment those words leave her mouth, a cold feeling washes over my body, and I shift as fast as I can with the mansion in my sights. No, this can’t be fucking happening!

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.

I wondered still what she could see when she reached into my head. “You are pretty, beautiful, just like her,” Mina said. She smiled at me, and a flicker of fear went through me at how hideous it made her wrinkled face look. I recovered quickly and tried to figure out who she was talking about. Could she mean my sister? Had she caught a look at her earlier? Or maybe one of the other members of our team? “Her hair was blonde, though, not brown like yours. And it was her right eye that was unchanged. Yours is your left, isn’t it?”

I bawled my fist, getting slightly fed up till a blonde with disheveled hair and slashed face, stepped forward from the side. “I guess this bitch is your lover, if you don't teach her some manners, I won't be merciful the next time she tries to be stupid in my presence!” She hollered fiercely with a contempt gaze and Leonie reached out to grab her again but I held her firmly, not ready for another round of drama. I almost chuckled at the blonde’s ferociousness. If only she knew who was standing before her, she wouldn't even have the audacity to utter a word.

Prey? The blonde one, in particular, didn’t look like he had warmed up to her at all. Myles. At least she had a name for him now. “What?” Ezekiel asked when he came over to her. She hadn’t realised she had been smiling. “I was just thinking how awful your manners are,” she said. “I’ve lived with this dude for almost two weeks, and I’m sure during all that madness, he must have seen me in my underwear. I’ve called him Blonde One because no one bothered to introduce themselves.”

The other tall girl was light skinned and had pitch-black hair, while the third and shorter girl who seemed to be their leader was olive skinned and blonde? “Do you not know the plan!” The blonde shot at the black-haired girl, who looked confused. “Do you mean Jasmine?” She gasped. “Of course, who else would we go through the trouble and stress of traveling to the eclipse pack for?” The dark skinned rolled her eyes. “We will finally put that bitch in her place, " The blonde gritted. “How do you plan on putting her in her place? What are we going to do with that?” The dark haired said, staring at the bottle in her hand as they walked.

He quickly said and turned to leave without waiting for the Alpha to say another word. The anxiousness he felt wouldn’t allow him to stay with the Alpha and the rest a minute longer. He walked a little faster with only one thing on his mind. He hadn’t gone far when his sharp ears caught a conversation which made him reduce his pace. He couldn’t help overhear the talk going on between two girls. Something one of the girls said made him stop dead in his tracks, his neck snapping to look at the girl with blonde hair who was still babbling to her other friend. “ Did you see that orange melty– thing that looked like hair?” The blonde was asking her friend. “ Well the thing is… I’m sure I saw a w