Anime Inspired Hairstyles Novels & Stories

He didn’t know why, but her touch made his chest loosen, his guard slipping away without warning. This was the first time he had ever allowed anyone to touch his hair. Normally, he hated it, but right now… he didn’t want her to stop. Alina noticed his eyes were still closed when she finished drying. She smiled faintly, then, just for fun, decided to style it. Her fingers moved playfully, parting and twisting his hair into two ponytails with a small braid in the middle, making it look like a playful tail. His hair was so soft that she found herself lingering, unwilling to let go.

“Ashanti.” “Alpha Reagan.” He's standing right Infront of me. I touch my hair, it's tied up in a ponytail. This is not my imagination. This is real “I asked you a question.m” Yes… a question. I swallow dryly and clear my throat. “I… I can't leave my hair loose during training because it's going to be all over the place. It's going to… uh… disturb my movements and all.” “I see.” My eyes look ahead and spot Alina. Her face has gone dark with rage. Her brother offers to tie up her hair, but she declines and does it herself and her gaze does not leave mine throughout the process.

“It was made by Ai. I don't even own this kind of suit. And Amani, she would never style her hair like this.” I looked at the photo once again. I don't know about the suit argument, but he had a point about Amani’s hairstyle. She was wearing a French braid and there were curly strands on either side. The Amani I knew hated anything style that was “too normal”. She loved to create a trend, not follow one. But… The photo looks a little too real. How can it be Ai? “Believe me, Rosemary. This was done by someone who wants to break us apart. I dare say this is that gigolo’s doing!”

"Hey, can you help me out with my hair. I want to get as many tips as I possibly can tonight." I nodded and walked over to the mirror. I grabbed the brush and pulled the top half of her hair into a wild bun with strands falling all over the place. Then I separated her blonde curls so that they framed her heart shaped face. Just for fun I grabbed a few strands of hair and plated that. "That hair style with smoky eyes, gorgeous cherry lips and guys will be tripping over themselves for you." I winked leaning down to rest my head beside hers on her shoulder. "Thanks Kai!" Ana beamed.

I anchor it to her curls on one side of her head with a delicate clip that looks like silver baby’s breath. Calista helps me with my hair. We keep my thick curls, but Cali pulls them up, creating a large, bun-style look. Because my hair is so thick, the bun is extensive and comes nearly to my shoulders. She adds a silver baby’s breath clip to my hair as well.

“But before I’ll dispatch you, please do change anything on you, especially your hairstyle.” Theodore caressed his perm, slightly blond hair and spoke. “My hair? But I actually changed it just yesterday before going here. I thought this will be going to be my disguise for the next mission. Man, this hairstyle is quite pricey.” “Let me guess, you actually based that hairstyle on a cartoon character.” Theodore grinned. “I heard teenage girls like this certain dude in an anime show or something and he’s around social media so maybe I could blend in with these kids.”

She is wearing a Hotouch women's cotton basic button-down shirt and white wrinkle-free, pull-on straight-fit trouser work pants. "Do I really need to fix my hair? You know I can just curl it up." "Of course! Girls have a lot of events to dress up for; you cannot sport your regular casual hairstyle to them. You need a hairstyle that looks elegant and stylish and suits your outfit's fashion statement," he replied as if he is a fashion icon advocate. "So, what do you call this hairstyle?" She asked, pointing at her hair. "Pure braid Pony." "How do you do this?" She thought, how come his brother knows this thing more than her?

One in which he greets and I give him money for being polite. I Walk under the morning sun's warm shine to Lisa's front door. I ring the doorbell and not long after, she opens the door. She's in blue, Jean bum shorts and a pink crop top, and as usual, she has her beautiful, long, dark hair in a loose bun on her head. Her signature hairstyle is either a ponytail or a bun. She so enjoys showing off the fact that her hair is extremely long. As many African women braid their hair because it's not long enough to be shown off like Lisas.

How can that be? Anindira has very healthy dark brown skin. Not dry and not oily. Her hair is black with a shaggy style cut, suitable for her tomboyish and simple nature. She doesn't like long hair because it takes a lot of time and effort to manage it. Her stature is small but full and slightly muscular because she is quite athletic. With a height of less than 150cm, it makes her look cute. Even so, Anindira's unique amber eyes make the aura of determination around her even thicker.

As soon as Ayanne finished eating, I took the dirty dishes to the kitchen while waiting for her to get ready, when I returned to the bedroom after hearing the bathroom door being opened, I couldn't believe the sight before me. "How can she be so beautiful?! I asked myself in amazement when I saw her release her hair from the crooked tie she had made, her hair fell like flames of fire down her back, it was like seeing a work of art in person, or a living sculpture, I didn't even know what to say." - Are you ready? - I called her attention, as soon as she turned to look at me, I swallowed, it seemed that she was doing it on purpose, it is not possible, Ayanne held half of her hair as if she in