Baylen Levine Hair Novels & Stories

Khloe's voice trailed off as she suddenly felt someone behind her playing with her hair. Leona nervously smiled, watching Khloe slowly lose her sanity as Terrell kept twisting and braiding, basically playing around with her poofy hair as if it was something he had never seen before. Leona envied Terrell just a bit because deep down, she had always wanted to touch Khloe's hair. She was like Merida except her hair was blonde and seemed more full in volume. Now that Leona looked closer, she could see that Khloe was indeed a very pretty girl.

I couldn’t breathe properly for the next forty minutes while Leon, my stylist, worked his magic on my hair. When he was done and made me look at myself in the mirror, I was stunned++. He did a pixie haircut on me with long one-sided bangs, which showed the purple highlights. It made my eyes appear bigger, my face smaller, my lips poutier. “Oh my God!” Terry gasped from behind me. “You are a genius, Leon!” She looked into my eyes through the mirror. “And you, Ken Clarke, should start calling yourself Belle! Because you are beautiful!”

BAILEE “How much?” I asked through my teeth as I glared at him, too angry to even blink. “Oh, Bailee,” Caleb said, pulling at a piece of my hair, and I yanked my face away. “You will never make enough to release the lien.” “How much?!” I demanded louder, yanking myself out of his arms. My chest was heaving as I took fast, short breaths, unable to slow them as fury rushed through my veins.

She paused for a second, unsure of what to do before she instantly grabbed a strand of hair that cascaded on her shoulders, staring at it, hoping to confirm or dispel Leonardo's words. Brunette. Hayley's golden yellow hair stared right back at her as she brought it before her face. Confusion engraved Hayley's expression as she looked at her hair, still in disbelief. Brunette meant brown-haired, right? But Hers was blonde. Yellow. There's a huge difference. Leonardo couldn't have mixed up his words, could he? Even if he had, he wouldn't dare to taunt her in this situation?... Hold up... Did that mean? Had his plan actually worked?!

She said, handing us a thin pamphlet, and I opened it to check what I would like while some worked on our legs and toes for a proper pedicure service. "What do you think of this, Sabine?" Valeria asked me and I leaned forward to see, the hairstyle she close was braids, it was an intricate design of braids and cornrows that were weaved in an intricate pattern, sure to bring out her beauty even more "It's perfect, I could not imagine something better," I said as I imagined her in it. "You have to do it, it would look so good." I turned to Yasmin, "Can she make it?" She leaned forward to see the style in question and shook her head in the affirmative before saying

Kayla’s eyes widened in shock. Leon didn’t think. He just acted. He swung the clippers straight up and pressed them firmly into the center of Kayla’s perfectly styled blonde hair — right at the front of her scalp, just above her forehead. *BZZZZZZZZZZ—* The blades carved a brutal, uneven path straight down the middle of her head. A thick, wide strip of golden hair fell away instantly, fluttering to the stone tiles like dead leaves. Pale skin gleamed underneath in a shocking white line that ran from her hairline toward her crown.

Lily snorted. Hailey immediately joined in. "This is actually the perfect place to have this argument." Both Lily and Megan looked toward her reflection. Hailey raised an eyebrow. "After we're done washing our hair, let's call the stylists and let them judge." She pointed between them. "Let them tell us whose hair will be easier to braid." Megan's eyes brightened. "I'm down." "Deal." Lily tapped the armrest lightly. After that, the stylist behind Megan slid her fingers through Megan's hair. Megan immediately closed her eyes. "Oh God." A pleased sigh escaped her. "That's heaven."

90; he only gave one to her! Stella's mind was in a mess. 'What a mutt! How dare he give away my things to other girls! 'Wait. It's $9.90. Who gives their mistress a hair accessory that costs $9.90? And, he only gave one to her.' Jaylene was in a daze. Keegan touching her hair made her heart flutter. It was not until he removed his hands that Jaylene snapped back to reality. She reached up to touch the hairpin. "Is it pretty?" she held her breath and asked.

Very sexy. Lyle shifted uncomfortably. The bottom half of her had him nice and stiff, so he raised his knee to hide the evidence. Then Kita takes her hair out of that bun and lets it fall into a thick, long, curly ponytail. Touching the middle of her delicate back that led to the round curve of the small of her back to the top of her tush…

The absence of acknowledgment was not supposed to sting me as much as it did, but it did. A woman two seats down from Alpha Drayven leaned forward. She was actually striking... tall, with skin like honey and hair swept into a loose braid over one shoulder. Her eyes gleamed with curiosity. "Is your hair all natural or you bleached it to this color?" She asked, her voice warm but edged with that thrill of novelty. "My mother always said one with silver hair was one that was blessed by the Moon Goddess." That was funny. I shook my head. "No, ma'am. I was just born with it. Same with the eyes."