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Sarah and Fiona were two beautiful, gorgeous girls that made Kara and a whole lot of other girls, question their femininity. Both with an extensive background of wealth that ran deeper than Kara could ever imagine, they were quite the duo. Sarah had auburn hair whilst Fiona had blonde, almost white hair which they both equally managed to maintain in flawless wavy tresses. And it went beyond that. Their looks were even more ravishing.

"This is Talia." Katya gave Talia a friendly smile while waiting to hear their orders. Katya's hair was raised in a messy bun at the top of her head and several curly strands framed her perfect face and reached her shoulders. Talia thought that Katya looked like an exotic beauty with her sun-kissed skin, mesmerizing eyes, and full lips. She was leaning over the counter of the bar so that they can hear each other with the blaring music going on, but that also gave Talia a marvelous view of the cleavage Katya's ample peeks formed, and there was a nametag that said 'Katya'.

— Okay, Rúbia I’m confirmed at her Happy Hour. Isabel, Lucia, Paloma, Rúbia, Laura, Raquel, Alba and me. These were the women who caught the bar people’s attention with their laughter and sharp tongues. To be honest, I don’t remember when was the last time I went out with several women to chat and drink for nothing, and I’m feeling great about it. Observing these girls I notice that they are very similar physically, almost as if they had been made in the same way: fleshy lips achieved through the aesthetic procedure, harmonized roso, silicone breasts, and with remodeling lipo. What changed was her hair. Isabel was blonde too but had short hair that made sure to leave with waves. Paloma alrea

A scowl was on his lips, and he stared at her with more hate than the rest. High Lady Demeter sat by his left; tall and gorgeous was the Fae Parliamentarian. Her wavy, dark green hair had an exquisite golden headpiece that framed her round face. Her pink eyes were soft, and at each corner was a small pink flower tattoo. High Lord Blaze, the Phoenix Parliamentarian, was on the other side of her. His hair and eyes were as orange and fiery as the fire, and his face was scrunched in disgust. Each of them represents a species from their world.

Her long, curly black hair was pulled back with a thin orange headband and three-tone earrings that matched her outfit. When Suhi spotted Kita first, she drew in her breath sharply at how pretty Kita was; she had seen pictures and even seen her on video conference calls, but the camera did her no justice. Kita's looked like a living, breathing, and walking baby doll! Her skin was smooth and flawless! Large eyes, dark features, and gleaming white teeth. With beautiful, thick, long, soft, shiny, curly hair. Suhi had seen Kita's hair in a bun without makeup or eyeglasses. She now understood why Kita took her brother before his accident and after his changes! The girl is a pretty young lady.

Deanneth When the girl was asleep, I found that I was fascinated by the whorls in her hair. In Lycaneum society, plain brunette hair was common and nothing remarkable. I was disappointed at first when I met Clara. Loretta had soft blonde hair that was so light, it could have passed as white.

Monalisa POV. I fluffed my hair with my fingers, the curls bouncing over my shoulders as I stepped out of my cab. Today was Saturday and I was returning from the salon after getting a makeover. My stylist, Fiona, was an expert at what she did. She owned a big beauty shop with various sections for women's complete makeover. She'd turned my straight black hair into wavy, long curls, adding some purple and red highlights at the end to make it look like a dark, blooming flame.

There were no whites in her eyes—just blood red orbs with vertical slits and a pattern of black striations. Only her face had been affected by the curse, but the rest of her looked as young and as beautiful as her daughter. Luna wore a tight-fitting boob tube with a pair of purple hot pants and matching knee-length socks, looking the height of fashion for 1977. It was petty of me to think this, given the nature of her curse, but her hair was a shock of beautiful blonde curls that made mine look flat. Beki tilted her head to the side and gave me a questioning bark.

The time passed quickly and all too soon they were entering the salon. There were three stylists who worked in bright open space. The Senior Stylist was a short Japanese man with a bright purple Mohawk. Both his arms were covered in tattoos, and Jasmine introduced him as Taki. Working with him was Betty, a short petite blonde who seemed to have trouble meeting his gaze and Alex, a tall bald man with a razor-thin goatee.

Despite this, the young woman’s golden curly hair poked out from the edges of her hat, floating on the cold breeze that surrounded them. Chloe was taken aback by how similar this human female looked to Chloe. They appeared to be roughly the same height with curly hair and blue eyes. The girl’s hair colour was darker shade of blonde though. It resembled set honey compared to Chloe’s icy locks. But the resemblance was there. It wasn’t just the hair and eye colour either.