Ash Ketchum Hair の小説・ストーリー

Ash stepped out last. He was the calm between storms—blond hair falling past his shoulders, clothing a pristine white that somehow remained spotless even after hours of travel. His eyes shifted with the light—blue one moment, green the next—layered and unreadable. He moved like a prophecy given flesh, slow and deliberate, as though he saw the world in frequencies no one else could detect. The crowd whispered. “Those are the heirs?” “They look older than seventeen…” “The black-haired one—his aura—”

I heard his cousin say. Asher groaned. "Get back, Ralph. Don't follow me.” Ralph smirked. “Why? You wanna go make out with your girlfriend?" Oh shit. I guess he must really be a pain in the ass for Asher. "Hey, watch it, man!” Asher snapped and Ralph laughed. "Just kidding, okay? And I'm coming with you. Like it or not.” I think the major difference between both guys was their hair. While Asher had long dark hair, Ralph's was a brown textured crop with a clean taper fade on the sides and back. Lord, the dude was so fine.

He billowed around in a white gown and stopped next to Teddy, putting a hand on his shoulder. Teddy craned his neck around to look up at him as he stood, eyes closed, a mountain of hair and gown. Gorham’s hairstyle could best be described as ‘interesting’. On top, was a bundle of greying, bouncy curls, at the back of which hung long, straight, teased, and dry strands which rounded out like a platypus tail. It clearly needed an enormous amount of maintenance. It reminded Teddy of the over-the-top hairstyles of some 1980s popstars.

The boys had full heads of hair, it was a pain in the ass to cut it all the time because it fell in their eyes, but it grew like weed on their heads- Kaitlyn’s didn’t, but she had the most beautiful ash-blonde color with caramel highlights that sparkled under the sun.

Au, Nick, Seth, Ava and Titus. Ava stood up and attend on my hair, helping me fix the curls escaping the messy knot I made. "They are awesome! And funny. I've seen a lot of Seth's baby photos and he's so cute! My wolf adored his look as a pup!" I smiled at the mirror when she looked at me as she easily finished my hair. Damn. How to do that? "You're so not ladylike, Ash. Don't dare fix your hair again." I rolled my eyes on her sheepish grin. I agree with her. That's the main reason I always let my hair fall straight. Im bad with this stuff.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Asher flips us so that I’m on my back and he’s on top of me. The kiss he gives me is enough to have me panting and ready for him. “Did I mention how much I love your hair?” I trail my fingers into his newly cut hair. “Thanks, Kylan did a good job. It was either this or a mullet.” I wrinkle my nose. “Thank the goddess that you went with this.” Kylan had reduced the length of Asher’s hair and had given him a bro flow hairstyle that complimented his jawline perfectly.

she bites her lip nervously, "So, he'll go completely Silvan on me?" "Looks like it, darling. I apologize," I laugh, but I'm not sorry in the slightest and she lightly hits my chest because she can tell. "I saw your baby pictures, though. You always had this hair," she complains, reaching up to push it back. "No, my hair was like my mother's. Light blond. The change wasn't as shocking as it looks on Ash," I explain, making her nod and hum, "Now, what should I do here? Put me to use.”

She's around Axel's age, but wise beyond her years. Then there's Cleo. She's got bronze skin that shines in the sun brightly. She is fast as lightning and sharp as a whip. She's lean and average height for a woman. She had short pixie cut black hair and dark brown eyes. Beside her stood Keith. Keith has his hair buzzed short all around, black peach fuzz let me know what color his hair is. He had large muscles all around and a height to be envied. He had a strong jawline with even higher cheekbones. His eyes were brown, almost a light brown, letting me know he was very strong.

What if she doesn't feel the same? So many thoughts rambling in my mind. I completely missed the men's hurdles. 'Arkham, what's wrong, man? If you keep pushing your hand through your hair anymore, you're gonna end up bald. On second thought, keep doing it. Maybe you would be less attractive then,' Ashton chuckles. 'But seriously, man, you look like a damn troll.' "Babycakes, quickly just help Ark out with his hair… he looks like the main lead in Trolls," he asks Alexia.

Chelsea River stood with a confident grace, their bright red hair cascading down their back like a fiery waterfall. The vibrant locks were untamed, with subtle waves and loose curls framing their pear-shaped face. Their eyes sparkled like shimmering aquamarine gemstones, radiating warmth and kindness.