Adam Silver With Hair Novels & Stories

gold asked silver who was who immediatly stood up " let's head to the full moon mating ceremony" Silver and Gold walked out of the house, at their balcony gold snapped her fingers and immediately their cloths changed to elegante colthes ready for the full moon mating ceremony. gold was wearing a black dress platted with gold stones that showed how elegant the dress was, her gold hair was packed in a messy burn which showed how beautifull she looked. Her tein brother Silver was wearing a black suit with silver inner and black shoe, he looked like a prince in his outfit Gold looked at him and asked " do you have to always put the color of our hair on every cloth we wear?"

The smile on the four years old face as he knows they are in trouble indeed for technically ruining the room is just bewitching. His dark silver hair is floppily dressed, so that the strands draw to his forehead, unlike his brother who has his dressed to the back, so it's reaching just around his neck. Oh, I thought as much. Now, I understand. They got their hair dyed. That's lovely.

Her expression was a carefully composed mask, waiting for it. "W…what happened to your hair?" I finally managed, the words clumsy. My eyes traced the impossible transformation. Her rich, dark hair was now starkly parted. One side remained its familiar deep brown, but the other… the other was a cascade of pure, shimmering silver, as if moonlight had been woven directly into the strands. The division was severe, beautiful, and utterly unnatural.

Well, nobody was, I think with a grimace. I’m now standing only a couple of feet away from her. She’s lying on her side, her face turned away from me. It is her. There’s no mistaking her identity, not with the unique color of her hair. It is tied in a single, disheveled braid and falls down her back. The very end of it sinuously curves around her slender waist. It is silver, and even shines like the metal when polished to perfection. I swallow as I close my eyes and rub a hand over them, as if the very action might turn her into somebody else, anybody else when I open them again. But of course, nothing changes.

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

A need Camden can only fill. I pull back, clearing my throat so it doesn’t look so obvious that I want him. I need to remember, effortlessly. Everything has to look effortless. “I love your hair. It suits you.” The ink−colored locks made him look like a warrior. Two silver strips frame either side of his face where the silver just dashed his hairline a few months ago. “I was thinking I should get it cut.” He runs his fingers through it and I drop the bowl in my hand from witnessing the simple gesture that is now, somehow, fucking erotic.

Adele stood tall at 5'10" with a voluptuous figure. She had silky blonde hair which she fits neatly into a stunning chignon. Adele didn't know how to apply makeup so she decides to take help from the ladies who were helping Daisy to get ready for her wedding. She heads towards Daisy's room and meets her brother Axel who was trying to sneak into Daisy's room. Adele pulls him back holding his Black suit jacket and says " Control yourself, Bro. You can't see the bride in her wedding gown until the wedding ceremony. Can't you wait for an hour?" Axel pouts and says " I was just having a peek". Adele stared at her elder brother who was wearing a black suit. His blonde hair was neatly combed. He st

It always amazes Sam how just the thought of seeing his beloved causes this sort of reaction in him. As the doors to Eva’s room open a gasp escapes from Queen Adira as she looks at her daughter-in-law. Eva’s shoulder-length hair is pinned back and falls back in silk-like straight hair. Her hair has been dyed silver and her green eyes stand out against her complexion. The soft make-up the maids have done makes Eva look simply angelic.

Her long, dark, almost-black, purple hair draped over her shoulders, covering most of the red corset she wore over what I assumed to be a one-piece black leather number that covered her arms, torso, and legs. “Not long enough,” I easily replied. Sammy stayed quiet behind me, keeping his head tucked tightly against the back of my neck. Hazel tsked. “Now, that’s not any way to greet one of the women who helped raise you. I only wanted to introduce you to my friend here.” She gestured to Jacob. His hair had more grey than black in it like the picture we’d seen and the scar along his forehead wrinkled heavily around the edges, but it was the glow of his silver eyes that captured my attention mos

My brow furrowed as I squinted to make sure of what I was seeing, yet the thing remained there. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing, Colt?” I asked, my eyes locked on the shining silver object as I stepped forward. I didn’t wait for his response before I grabbed it. From afar, I thought it was a tiny gleaming snake until my hand caught it, only for me to realize it was a single strand of hair. Silver hair? A shining strand of… hair? Who on earth had silver hair? “What is that?” Colt asked as he snatched the hair from my hand, his eyes fixed on it as if he were trying to unravel its mystery.