Baylen Levine Hair Novels & Stories

She would never—never—allow him to have a good life! … Early in the morning, Leila was busy styling her newly colored hair. She used a semi-permanent hair color conditioner on her hair. She usually does this based on her mood. Right now, she’s in the mood for the color pink. Since her hair was platinum blonde, the color turned out vibrantly. She wore a simple blouse and denim shorts. On the way out, she carried a canvas tote along with the other gift bags she brought for her friends. KNOCK KNOCK

He stay in his position for hours now but he doesn't mind staying this way just to not disturb Celestine's sleep. "So beautiful," he mumbled while he was caressing her cheek, down to her hair. Celestine's hair is longer now than the first time he had seen her. But he likes her hair long. He had seen in interviews that Celestine just only had a particular hairstyle and it is straight hair that is above her shoulders. From her first interview as a model until her recent interviews, her hair did not change except her hair to the magazine covers which she is required to wear a wig.

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."

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."

Dirk said and held her wrap and bikini bra just out of reach. "Look at those firm titties, pop," Colin said with a smile. "They're bouncing just like jello." "It's been a long time since I've seen myself a pair of titties as pretty as those," Dirk nodded in appreciation. "So do you think our Haley's a natural blonde these days?" Colin mused. "I'm not sure, son. That expensive salon she goes to does all kinds of fancy stuff to her hair. Why don't you check?" Colin hooked Haley's bikini bottoms with his finger and pulled them off, revealing Haley's smoothly waxed hairless slit.

Her slightly disheveled, pale blonde hair was exposed, with one strand still wrapped naughtily around the top of her head, and its owner was oblivious to it. Baymont remembered that she had always taken care of her appearance, meticulously combing every hair and arranging every crease, and he wanted to do it for her - Evelyn had been so considerate to him before - but his body was took it upon itself to go against his wishes, and the reason was simply because he thought there was something cute about the way Evelyn looked clueless.

I thundered. They flinched and the woman closest to me raised a finger and glanced at Lena. “We begged her to leave but she wouldn't budge. She said she wanted to do this herself and we… we…” her breath swallowed her voice. Lena took a step forward, her eyes glued to her feet. “It's true Alpha, I just wanted to be useful around here,” “Useful? You call this useful?” I said with a stern voice, staring at the mess on her Apron and the utensils that were all over the floor.