Black Haired Female Characters Novels & Stories

Suddenly, a young and gorgeous female wolf appeared in front of us. "Melvin?" she breathed out my name with affection. "Can we talk for a sec?" Karen and I exchanged bothered glances when we just realized the woman was also a werewolf. "Excuse me? Who are you?" I growled at the woman before I pulled Karen behind me to make sure of her safety. Then I glanced at the woman with caution from head to toe and studied the wolf within her. Even if we barely know the woman, my eyes could not deny that she seemed to be one-of-a-kind. One of the most striking things about her is her beautiful, jet-black hair. Her hair frames her face perfectly, highlighting her delicate features, particularly her high

I looked at her, curly long hair over her shoulders like Elle's. "Elle," I said immediately, thinking it was her. The girl stared back at me with a woebegone expression. I looked at her carefully through my glassy eyes, this isn't Elle. Elle's hair isn't black and her eyes isn't black, it's grey. This girl's eyes were swollen probably from stress or crying and she was busty unlike Elle. The only similarity between them was that she's from the black race like myself or mixed like Elle is.

She stared at Ding Hao with a smile, and her cute little face could even melt a sharp sword instantly. Ding Hao was stunned. "Such a cute little thing has jumped out of the cocoon? "A little girl who looks like a creature from anime?" Her beautiful black hair was over two meters long and it wrapped around her delicate little body. When she was standing, her long hair was trailing to the ground and she looked extremely beautiful. When she swung her hair, it was like a burning black flame. That was why she was like a streak of black flowing light when she rose to the sky...

They came from one prominent figure; a gorgeous lady who radiated an aura both immensely regal and all the while, unsettling to bone-chilling degrees. Her hair, the shade of shadow, was worn in an exquisitely crafted spiraling braid, ending at the back of her head. At the front was a petite black woman's hat, barely distinguishable from her hair as dark as the night itself. The front of the little hat rolled with a black beaded, mesh veil with only just covered the bottom of her cold, black and calculating eyes. Such dark hair, eyes, and clothes; such dark and distinguished features contrasted so distinctly against her skin, - as white as bone. Even as a royal… and among nobles of Raven Harp

I push my alpha auror out, causing him to let go of the woman. I take my eyes off him to examine the woman who still has her back turned. Does she not smell me. Why has she yet to turn around? I take a moment to look at her back. She has very long black hair. It must have been the longest I have ever seen, and it looked glossy and well-kept. It didn't hide her round bottom, though.

Their deadly looks are only outdone by the deadly Neron weapons they point at the two of us. But there in the middle is a woman. Her eyes are full of wonder and fear, but she’s trying very hard to mask both right now. She’s petite, average height. She has soft, curly brown hair, and warm brown eyes. Her cheekbones are sharp and her hands small and delicate. But I know the power behind her voice. “Valen Nero, Nova Ainsley,” she says, stepping forward. “I’m Arden Black.”

His fingers, once unassuming, now twitched with anticipation, eager to grasp the dark powers that lay just beyond his reach. Helen, too, bore the marks of her otherworldly existence. Her long, raven-black hair cascaded like an inky waterfall down her back, framing a face that seemed to defy the laws of time. Her delicate features held an ethereal allure, an enchantment that whispered of forgotten secrets and forbidden knowledge. And those emerald eyes, so captivating and mesmerizing, were the windows to a soul steeped in darkness.

She leaned against the door as a man covered her mouth. "Who do you think she is?" a woman with long black hair asked, her upper red cloth is just like her lips color, her chest is exposed, her leggings is color black with a red stripe on the side, and her high heels are made of gold. The color of her gun is also similar to her high heels. "Maybe an enemy?" another woman with white hair asked, her body armor was so strange that her two thighs were exposed, she was holding a whip and had a red cape. Her eyes are purple.

I smiled back at him, if only Sheila were as pretty as my Kayla the veil did no justice to her face, but then we have no other option than to try our best and be as discreet and careful as we could. "But then, you shouldn't be offended, I've never seen Luna Kayla, so that doesn't mean I've seen all the Lunas of alphas in all wolf kingdoms, but then, her ginger black hair is something else," Derek voiced out, obviously taken by the color of her hair, If only he knew shed dyed her hair into that color before we came to Ravenclaw. "Her hair sure is a wonder," I agreed.

She rolls her eyes dramatically at the two men and steer me towards the stairs. "What was that all about?" I ask with a chuckle when we're out of earshot of them. "Ugh! Harry is just always trying to ruffle up my feathers." She hooks her arm through mine. "Do I really look like a goth, though?" Heleni is stunning if you ask me, she has dark long hair with wide, almond-shaped eyes and the cutest rosebud mouth. She's slightly muscular, but not too much, and even though she's wearing all black, it comes across more warrior than goth.