Twilight Blonde Novels & Stories

Without warning she lifts the blonde into her arms, kicks off her pants and boxers and carries her into her bedroom. She lowers the blonde onto her bed and follows her down. With eyes dark and hot like a molten lava, Kendra tears the blondes clothes off her, and attacks her swollen nipples. She sucked and bit at the twin peaks while the blonde thrashed around underneath her demanding for more. While in throes of passion, Kendra’s wolf takes over. Kendra blue eyes turns yellow without the blonde knowing. Seeing her mate under her again after so many months of absence, the brunett’s wolf decides to stake her claim.

she spat at the blonde her eyes feeling with tears. " It does, " Lightning whispered drawing closer to the blonde and then pulled her into her arms. " I don't believe you, " Carolyn cried trying to wiggle out of her touch but the blonde wouldn't let her go so she had to resort to hitting her chest until the blonde silenced her cries with a kiss. Carolyn tried to resist but she couldn't. Even at the blonde's betrayal she still loves her. It was true she has falling for the blonde, Carolyn finally accepted to herself as she was pushed down to the bed by the blonde.

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

She glides to stand before the newlyweds and everyone observes as the bride nods her head slightly,as if acknowledging something Vaelira said. Then Vaelira look left so fast,her hair whips away from her back. Her sharp gaze settles on a blond girl I do not know. She goes to stand in front of her and grabs a bunch of the girl's hair with her frosty hands. The blonde girl grits her teeth and begins to sweat,not in pain,more like holding on to something. Then she slumps and begins to glow. Shit. She's gifted. Vaelira's shoulders shake with laughter that I hear in my mind and she steps back,her laugh cutting abruptly.

************************************************** The walk back through the tunnels was silent, the weight of what she’d seen sinking into her bones like cold rain. Inside the manor, the world resumed its normal rhythm as if nothing had changed. A fire crackled in the hearth. Distant footsteps echoed across marble. Life went on inside these walls, while the dead lay forgotten beneath them. Bianca waited near the grand staircase, arms crossed, posture sharp. “You’re late,” she said coolly to Rosy. Rosy blinked, still dazed. “Pardon?” Bianca held out a red envelope. “This was found in on bed and I knew you couldn't possibly had left it there. . No one saw who did. ”

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

It was 4 am, 4 and a half hours early for school. I didn't care anyways. I had a plan to make Brette Grimwald notice me and that was the only thing on my mind. I sneak into my mom's room and steal some of her hair salon beauty products along with a few of her makeup. I then went into my aunt's closet and borrowed one of her new short yellow frilly dresses I admire. A large smile appears on my face as I run into my bathroom and begin to dye my hair blonde. I've heard blondes she-wolves have it way easier with the wolves, so, probably Brette will notice me today.

He kisses her on the top of her head, the morning version of a gesture that has a hundred versions now, and each one is its own thing, and takes the coffee from her hand, and they stand at the window together watching the September Begur morning become what it is. Rosa arrives at noon. She is in a dress the color of the sea — not the blue of it, the deeper grey-green of it when the light is low, and the water is full of its own depth. She has had her hair done, which Valentina has seen perhaps four times in her life, and she is carrying the sixth bowl, wrapped in the same tea towel, which Valentina did not expect and which undoes her completely for approximately forty-five seconds before she

The wolf didn’t register any acknowledgement, she swore to herself. She curled up as much as she could and shifted back to skin form. Hiding herself as much as possible, her matted brown hair obscuring her face “Shit!” The blonde removed his t-shirt as soon as he saw the female form. A form that was marred with dirt and blood, bruises evident amongst the dirt. Her appearance small, looking around fifteen. The blonde handed the t-shirt over while all the others averted their eyes out of respect. She took the shirt and quickly pulled it over her head, gingerly getting to her feet, but the blonde had to reach out to catch her as she stumbled. She cowered as his hands gripped her elbows. “Sorry,

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.