One Way Or The Other Blondie Novels & Stories

"Of course, we're close to you. You're our one and only sister-in-law." Those people had never called me "sister-in-law" before. I locked eyes with the woman next to Luke. Julie Blanchet had a pair of bright, round eyes, and she examined me from head to toe. Even though it was our first meeting, I could clearly feel the contrast between us. She naturally exuded an air of pride and showed no signs of concern about my presence. Instead, she regarded me as if I were a clown. Just like her name suggested, she exuded an air of nobility and confidence, thanks to her social status. I learned from Max that she was Luke's fiancée, chosen by the Smith family.

Not completely. The woman smiled. It was slow. Knowing. “This body belongs to Evelyn,” she said, her voice calm. “But today, I needed her to look like me.” She ran a hand along her dress, letting the shimmer do the talking. “Darren is here.” She paused, her eyes locking onto Ònààra’s. Ònààra said nothing. She didn’t have to. “Oh,” Celine continued, glancing toward the entrance, “someone’s joining us too. Don’t worry. I’ll be right back.”

I knew that with a gentle man like William, Even if he didn't love me, my married life wouldn't be bad. But I never expected Happiness would come so intensely and passionately. When I gave William the ring my parents left behind, He pulled up a treasured video from his phone album. In the video, I wore a light blue gown, dancing gracefully in the center of the ballroom. While William stood nearby, his gaze following my figure constantly. It was the opening dance at last year's charity ball. I performed the first dance as a special guest. The person who invited me on stage was William.

I dozed off on his back for a while, and when I opened my eyes, he was still walking. Under the overpass, the traffic lights flickered, their colors casting fractured patterns on the pavement. It really was far. Driving to my best friend’s bar usually took at least fifteen, twenty minutes. I had never actually planned to walk the whole way—I figured I’d make a show of it, then call a cab halfway. "Awake?" He sounded steady, though there was a faint sheen of sweat on his skin. "Kaylee White is back." "Hm?" It almost seemed like he was hearing it for the first time.

We both shared the same temperament with being excited. “Oh! The plot thickens!” I said as I listened intently. I had only seen the other Ancient One a few times before. He had blood-red hair and the same silver eyes as his sister. Though, unlike her, he seemed far more reserved. He would often sneak away to get out of the rule of her thumb. “Does that mean he’ll be coming back to the fold to join his mate, then?”

“Lorenzo,why don’t you go bald?That might make you less attractive to these women and don’t worry,I’ll still love you no matter how you look.” He signed.”C’mon,Fabby.I can’t believe you’re still bothered by what happened…” “Oh Damn.”She let out,interrupting him.”What if you can pull off the bald look?What if you’re still attractive even being bald?” “Stop stressing over that!Now,where would you like to go tomorrow.I have this cool place in mine,people say it’s amazing,we should go…” “And then what?Have all the women drooling over you?”She asked,angrily.

" I cut him off with a cough. Their attention was turned to me, " who is this?" Blondie asked " she's the rogue we just caught dumbass" sadist answered irritatedly. Blondie's eyes widened " the rogue is a 'she'?"" Yes fool! I told you through the mind link" sadist said fustratedly.

It seems Blond overstepped her boundary with one or both princes. Who knows… But I suddenly don’t want to have this conversation anymore. It’s time to wrap it up, bait them, and move on. Blond is the easiest target. “And you think you are what they’re into?” I look her in the eye. She sneers and steps forward, getting too far into my personal space, but I hold my ground.

Our house is situated towards one edge of the pack territory and the lush trees just past the next row of houses washes over me in that clean, calm way. I really don’t want to be a rogue living among humans, but I don’t know how to get Declan or his father to let me go completely. Once I am free the gag order no longer applies, but I’m not vindictive enough to go spreading secrets. I just want my life back. The problem I foresee is that many of our neighboring packs know what happened, they know he traded his Goddess given mate for a chosen one. I met most of them as the future Luna, which puts me at risk of being used against Delcan and his parents. I’m not interested in being in danger or

Pixie cut said, her head bowed low. " I'm really sorry and ashamed of what I did, Luna Storm. Please find a place in your heart to forgive me." Braids said. I smiled victoriously and ended the recording. " See, that wasn't so hard now, was it? You've done part one of my requests. I have to hear news about part two in the upcoming days. Oh, one last thing, no one ever finds out what happened here, I was never in this room." I let go of Blondie and she fell to the ground. Her friends rushed towards her, trying to wake her up.