Baddie Hairstyles Straight Novels & Stories

My mate is beautiful! I know beautiful isn't used to describe a male, but fuck it if he ain't just that. Beautiful! Aiden's light brown hair hangs down to his chin forming a vail that hides his stormy gray eyes. The hellhound is built like a MMA fighter. His muscles ripple under his skin when he moves his hair out of his face exposing that Greek god like chiseled square jawline. He looks like the bad boy version of a GQ cover model with two days growth of beard.

Talk about killing 2 birds with 1 stone. I braided my hair into a perfect French braid and tucked the braid into a neat bun at the nape of my skull. I secured the hell out of it with bobby pins and doused it in hairspray. Not a single strain of my hair was loose. I normally didn’t use a lot of hair products because I hated washing my hair every day. But today can be an exception. I have to look perfect. I have to set a good example for my work center. Sometimes, I hated being a 1st class. I hated responsibilities. Today is one of those days. No sleep meant being a bitch.

Her cold tone saying ‘You’re a basic bitch’. So yeah. I have black curly, undisciplined hair. They don’t listen to what I say. Somedays they look awesome. Other days, they look...not awesome. Today is one of the good days. They look great! May be a sign that today is going to be a good day maybe.

Anya I am the first one that will be given a makeover by Georgia and I feel nervous. She explained the haircut she will give us. Sadie’s hair will be full of vibrant colors since she is known to use dark ones, while mine will be straight, short, shaved halfway, and will be dyed with a darker color so I wouldn’t get recognized easily. “People only know you with a brunette or blonde hair. They haven’t seen you with your hair cut off short, too. I can’t say all people won't recognize you but I think most of them are stupid.” She said,

She’s… pretty. She’s always pretty, but this is different. Her always straight and shiny long hair is messy now, probably from all that fighting she did with the dude, but not too messy. Just the right type of messy? If I hadn’t known she always had straight hair on or seen her earlier before her hair turned like this, I’d have thought she tried another hairstyle. And she cried? Her mascara is smeared under her eyes, but she somehow pulls that off too. Do girls usually pull off this look? And here’s Brynn Addams. Looking good even with a messier version of her usual self. No. I’m just shocked, cause it’s the first time I’ve seen her like this.

Weight - that was what junk food did to one's body. When I signed back about beauty standards, Wren's face twisted with frustration. "Forget about them," she scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically. Her voice took on a sultry tone as she continued, "Black men will hunt you down, you know." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, a devilish grin spreading across her face. "My people have good taste and bigger cocks."

Addison said Addison got started on my make up. She baked my face to perfection and finished up the look with bright red lipstick. While she did that, Hayley treated my hair with oils and heat protectant. She straightened my hair, making it fall down my back. After what felt like hours, they were finally done. I wasn't used to any of this. I had always done my hair and make up by myself. Actually, it felt kind of nice to be taken care of.

"He's going to be drooling when he sees you, babe, I swear. I like what you did to your hair too, it's pretty." I run my hand over my braided hair and smile. Being black comes with many beautiful advantages. One of them is our natural, rich, thick hair. I went to the saloon and styled them into four big braids, two small ones in between the big ones at the front so it falls on my face, right on top of the two bridges of nose. I use some of my hair accessories to decorate the hair and stare at myself in the mirror once more. "Do you think it's too much?" My anxiety creeps in. My smile turns into a frown, my lips puckering as I stared at myself again. Janelle scoffs behind me.

It’s quite thin on top, but the bottom makes up for it. He looks like a sleeping cherub, now that she thinks about it. Except his hair isn’t curly in the least. It’s straight and smooth, quite floppy if she may add. The image is making her mentally laugh. She’s picturing a weirdly coherent headbang with that kind of hair. She lets out a soft snort.

That’s some dedicated shit right there. She’s currently doing Azura’s hair whilst I’m leaving mine open. I don’t have long locks like her, so I’m going to have to make do with my shoulder-length bob. Now that I think about it my hairstyle can pass as an Egyptian look, right? The bangs and the straight black hair. See? I’m channelling my inner Bastet. I cackle at my own thoughts, earning questioning looks from the others.