Novel & Cerita Blonde Hair With Red Streak

“How about you? How is training going?” I smiled at her. “It is going well. I have been meeting with Raina every morning and then with Cammie in the evening. I have also been spending a lot of time with Talia and Vivian, since they are so close to my age.” I shrugged, pulling my long hair back into a high ponytail. My hair was a bright, deep red, just like every other red wolf. Although any she-wolf could have red hair, it was the color of our wolves that set us apart. Our wolves were a deep red. Some wolves were an orangish color, but ours were different. And beautiful. Harley played mindlessly with my hair. “Everything okay?” I asked, sensing that something didn’t feel right.

Henry asked. I turned around so they could see my hair. Normally my hair is a deep fiery red. But now I have yellowish and orange streaks through it making it look like it is on fire. “ Oh Goddess.” Calissa gasped. “ I can see why you screamed.” Melissa said. “ Right. But how did this happen? It wasn’t like this when I went to sleep.” I asked. “ We have no idea.” Calissa said. “ Aiden, you need to get Lexi to Riverclaw. You need to talk to their elders. We will be right behind you.” Henry said. The next thing I know my hair is covered up with a scarf borrowed from Calissa and we are all running out the door.

Bianca sits back on the chair as she slowly takes off her blonde wig. " Tell me, what exactly were you hoping to find when you dropped off at my workplace unannounced?" She asks, as she tosses the blonde wig aside. Bianca stares at me as she unties the pigtail on her red hair. I'm tongue tied as I stare at her. " You seem surprised." She says, whipping her hair around to release the strands. Her red hair is not that long, it's past shoulder length and the strands are curly. " Like I said living someone else's life can be tough, especially when you have to be careful so you don't get caught." She says as I watch her take off her double eyelids.

44. "What do you mean?" Ethan scrunched his brows. He was confused at Colton's question. "Look over there. Aren't those blond strands?" Colton pointed at the roots of her hair. Some silvery blond colored strands were showing. Veronica's hair was usually a light brown color. Ethan only noticed now the pale streaks growing underneath the brown. His forehead creased as he looked at them. Every fortnight, Veronica dyed her hair. No one knew about her secret except for three people; her bestfriend, her assistant and Nanny Lorene. Everyone thought she had natural brown hair.

", Let's start with changing this hair colour of yours. Do you want to go blonde or more towards the reds? The image Brooks perfectly blonde silky hair popped into her mind," I would prefer red." "Alright. Cherry or mahogany?" Madame Chloe asked holding up a booklet of different shades of red. Gliding her hand down the colours , Summer stopped at a ruby red. The colour stood out and Summer was done fitting in. "Excellent choice." Madame Chloe got to work,adding highlights and foil wrapping her hair before adding the final colour. Once washed, dried and set she looked at the length. " Maybe a trim would do?"

Katrina winked, running a hand over her curls before throwing up the doors to her walk-in closet. “Where do you get your hair dyed? I always wanted to get streaks in my hair. Or just outright dye it to not be a blonde.” Persephone asked as we watched Katrina start pulling clothes off hangers. “Who I don’t. This is natural. LIke how André has that blue streak. I have red. No clue why. We just do. André says it’s because we are too fabulous to have normal hair. I think it's more to do with being hybrids or half-breeds as some rudely call us.” she huffed, putting some outfits onto the bench at the end of her bed.

“What the fuck did you do to your hair?” She flops into the chair with a huff. “I knew you’d hate it.” Reaching over, I run my fingers through the rough cut. A natural blonde like me, Heather has butchered her long locks into a terrible above-the-shoulders bob with streaks of black and red throughout. “It looks like a prison haircut.”

“I mean, with a popular brother in the school team and blonde-” “I’m not their kind of blond. I have this stupid frizzy light yellow hair that makes my pale face look paler. I mean, if I had your beautiful brown hair or Nora’s lush red hair-” Both Zehra and Nora rolled their eyes. “-and either yours or Nora’s complexion-” “Okay, shut up,” Nora intervened. “I’m literally a Black girl with red hair. There couldn’t be a worse combination,” Zehra laughed. “How did that happen anyway?”

asked the girl in red as I put their orders over the table. "Sort of." She stared at me, more on studying my whole existence which made me feel awkward. "That's awesome. You know, it's rare to see a unique inherent hair color. I love it." "You think so?" This is not amazing, for me, this is a curse. She grins. "Of course. Look, I have some red hair strands." My jaw dropped as she showed me the red strands. It looks natural like mine. How come? The side of her lips rose, sending chills down my spine.

[Chapter 22] ~Mental Complex~ "Look I'm sorry! But you look amazing?... Kinda." Yosef tries to cover up as the highlighter haired lady speed walks towards us. Her hair, which I assume was a light blonde before, is now a neon orange. It looks awful, the dye job was probably done when she was sleeping or was in her shampoo bottle judging by the unevenness. "Does it? Well then you'll be happy that I dye your fucking ball hair this too, right? Since it looks so fucking great in your eyes." She screeches.