Baylen Levine Hair Novels & Stories

“Please.” Hailey begged. “No, Hailey. You can’t touch my hair again.” Penelope objected while squinting her eyes. “But it is so silky and smooth.” Hailey whined. “I promise not to cut it for my collection.” Penelope stared at her strangely, “Never met anyone as weird as you.” The comment made Hailey grin, “It is because I am one of a kind.” She said, bashing in the glory of the compliment.

I asked, genuinely curious. Leana shrugged and chuckled. "My boyfriend thinks they're sexy." "I see," I said, offering a smile. "Well, if it makes him happy, then it's worth the extra maintenance." "Exactly, anything to keep our men happy, right?" Leana said with a wink. I nodded, though inside, I couldn't help but wonder why someone as wealthy as Leana would do things she wasn't comfortable with just to please a man. We went to the salon, and while Leana was getting her hair braided, I had my hair washed and styled, opting for waves.

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.

With Alexander being gone so much, she worried it was because he was losing intrest. "No worries," Bailey said, everyone agreed and welcomed Kaylee in. "What are you going to do with your hair Annie?" Kaylee asked. "I think just cut and curl it," Annie shrugged. Kaylee looked at her outraged. "You aren't going to dye it? Not even highlights?" Kaylee asked. "I think it would look great if you went for like an aumbra kind of thing." "You do?" Annie asked, runnning her fingers through her hair. "Definetly!" Everyone seeed to agree.

The three of us looked at her as though she had just taken leave of her senses. Lena turned to me and said, “I was just teasing you; I love it, I do. Thank you, Leah.” I let out the breath that I had been holding, feeling relieved. For a moment there, I thought she had been serious. Julie walked up behind Lena and started doing her hair. She separated Lena's hair into several parts, before putting it into a stunning series of warrior braids. I looked at the work of art my sister had made of Lena’s hair and realised that the look certainly suited her.

she says, turning to me. “All good with me!” I smile. “Your hair is so long and thick! I’m just so jealous!” “Oh I promise you wouldn’t be if it was yours. You should see the bedhead, it’s embarrassing,” I confess. We continue to make jokes and talk about random things. Once Carmen and I are done with making popcorn and brownies, we head over to the couch to pick a movie. We decided on a rom-com, and Leona has me sit on the floor in front of the couch so she can do my hair. I’m terrible with that kind of stuff, and I know a total of about three hairstyles. Half up/half down, a braid, and a ponytail. Anything more than that goes right over my head and looks like absolute crap when I do it. I

His black hair, usually neatly combed, was damp and tousled, clinging in dark strands to his broad shoulders. My breath hitched. My eyes, despite myself, widened. Levy was hot. Objectively, undeniably. His physique was different from Ryan's raw, powerful build – more streamlined, agile, but no less impressive. Muscles flexed subtly as he reached for a towel draped over a wooden rack. My inner girl, who had been lulled into a false sense of security by Levy's "kindness," suddenly perked up, snapping to full attention. Oh. My. God. Well, hello there, Alpha Levy.

Just as he spoke the crowd of youngsters once again started to fight among themselves causing Levy’s attention to be diverted as she turned to look at them before turning to look back at the old man as she said, “ My hair?” The man nodded as he picked up a wrench and then started unscrewing the bolt inside the car as he continued speaking, “ Yes, your hair… when I saw you last week…your hair was blonde, like almost white but your eyes, those light blue eyes which shine under the moon is something that I can never forget.” He then turned to look at Levy and asked, “ What happened to your eyes? You were perfect when you came to visit here last time.”

In moments like these, when all the women gathered on the homestay's sofa, Nelly and Helen enthusiastically praised Lani's lustrous, flowing locks, skillfully steering the conversation to make her feel more at home. "Lani, how do you normally care for your hair that it's both long and silky? Since I permed mine, it was damaged, making it dry and tangled," Nelly sighed, running her fingers through her hair, admiring Lani's smooth locks. "Exactly, I've noticed that celebrities always have such silky hair. Do you have any secrets for hair care? I stay up late often, and I'm worried about hair loss. I fear I might go bald soon," Helen resting her chin on her hand as she gazed at Lani. Lani thoug

Bailey Harmony wore her hair dark brown, with several different shades of brown highlighted throughout and long. It stopped just shy of her waistline and draped beautifully over ample breasts, which I seriously considered paying money to replicate. Her waist tapered in, only to flare out into her hips, and the outfit she wore accentuated it all. Her skin was a rich caramel color, and she had eyes the lightest shade of brown. I’d met her that night because I was, unknowingly, on a date with her boyfriend. My birthday was in two days, and he wanted to celebrate early.