One Piece Blonde Novels & Stories

Melody answered as she grabbed the cardigan off Vic's hand and smiled back to him. They both departed after. As they continue walking towards the Hall, Everytime, Vic took a quick glance at the girl beside him. She had a White skin and a pretty blue hair. It's almost like every hair on her body is blue, b'cause he could see that her eyebrows are coloured blue.

I think out loud. Before Aiden could respond, I hear a female voice calling his name. When I zero in on the owner of the voice, I’m met with a woman about my height. She has a slender figure but well-endowed features. Her hair is a dark blonde and her eyes are a striking blue. She’s actually very beautiful. “Alpha Aiden! There you are!” Ms. Blonde says, like she is with him. I noticed that she is using his title. “Oh, who’s this?” She asks, looking me up and down.

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 spent the next two hours with Soleil, trying to understand her behavior personally, trying to initiate a conversation where she just used to nod her head and shake her head in response, and sometimes she just looked blankly. I wondered why her hair was blonde. Lucy had brown hair, and Massimo had black hair. Did anyone from Lucy’s family have blonde hair? "Mamma," Soleil said, pulling my hair tightly. I tried not to hiss in pain or scold her because I was sure that, just like a newborn pup, she had no idea that she was causing me pain. And then she grabbed her own hair. She brought my hair and hers together and looked at them carefully. Not the same," She mumbled, and I let go of my hair.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

Zebian’s insides burned with rage and jealousy but he was too smart to let it slip on his face. Benedict’s impressed eyes stayed focused on Zebian while his hand raised over his back. “The Princess, please,” His General bowed and opened the door for the maiden. Zebian’s eyes flitted back to the door. The king smiled pleasingly. The general held out his hand which wasn’t taken by a white-skinned hand. She grabbed the edge of the door and poked her head out. Her blonde hair was the first thing he caught a glimpse of. Instantly, his heart jolted in annoyance. A blondie.

Teary-eyed? "Purple hair, Big Bro! Please help my sister! Bad boys are going to ki-ki my sister. Please help my sister!” She yelled at the top of her voice. 'Ki-Ki'? What the hell does she mean by that?! The girl was very small, both in terms of looks and age. She had curly blonde hair, blue eyes, and wore a T-shirt with blue shorts. Hmm... too well-dressed to be homeless, huh? Hold on, ‘blonde hair’? Is she half Japanese by any chance?

Amerie guessed that this blonde was about 5’5” without the heels, but her head fell only two inches shorter than Amerie’s with the boots. The blonde stretched out her hand. “You must be Amerie! I’m Brynn, Blaze’s sister.” Amerie smiled and reached out her hand. The blonde pulled her into a hug, catching her off guard. Amerie chuckled. “Nice to meet you, Brynn,” she said as the blonde released her, still smiling.

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.”