Blue Hair Han Novels & Stories

He was eagerly waiting to see Layla. “Ohhoooo, look at you. My red dragon, I wonder why did you wear red today?” asked Hanuel in a teasing tone. “Like I don’t know whose favorite color is blue, my dear blue whale” replied Min Jun with a smirk. “What about our special guests, are they ready?” asked Hanuel in a plain tone. “Nope, they are taking their sweet time for getting ready as always” replied Min Jun in a bitter tone. “You know, it’s been a while we have stayed with girls in a single house. It’s just mom in our house and she get’s ready in minutes” said Hanuel with soft chuckles.

His startling blue eyes have gone so dark I can hardly recognize them. Usually a sign of anger or hurt from all the years I have known him. “A bit of a shocker, right?” I say timidly biting my lip. If I bite it anymore I will for sure draw blood. “Just a bit.” He says and runs his hands through his jet black hair. It’s the color hair that millions of girls around the world use hair dye for.

“You don’t understand the bigger picture.” I tilted my head slightly. “Do you?” He frowned. “I know what you are planning to do,” I continued “You want to be powerful.” “That’s not what this is,” he snapped. “Isn’t it?” His nostrils flared. “Did you know Blue doesn’t see colors the way others do?” I said calmly. “And neither do you.” He stared at me, confusion shifting into anger. “She has color vision deficiency,” I went on. “And so do you.”

I ask her" Any questions bestie?" " Is that her real hair color? ," I furrow my brows and turn back to look where Lexi is pointing out. " That blue tight skirt," she emphasizes. "oh, that purple head. Nah, that is not her real hair color. It is an artificial color, you can do it at home on your own. very easily available in markets nearby," I say with a soft smile. Lexi notices very small details very quickly. There is this feeling satisfaction of in seeing Lexi getting curious about things around her.

Adir place the hair on Castus palm " You're my friend and that's hard to be" "You're saying all of this because you don't know what happened,the Dotedrins killed a lot of witches back then,they thought they'd the supreme power over everything"Castus exhale tired of repeating himself"The hair is blue" "Blue?are you sure it's blue?" " Yes, it's color..."Castus pause. "Your dream" "The girl hair is also blue now don't tell me this is a coincidence" " It is but you didn't even see the girl face because it's blurry"Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..."

He said that we were surprised. "What does my hair have to do with being a holder?" Soliel asked Ate Adhira. "Don't you know? Haha that's how it is. All holds have a corresponding hair color, such as green for Wind holders, blue for water holders, red for fire holders, brown for Earth holders, black for dark holders, and white for light holders, then whatever hold is destined for you will be the color of your hair." This explanation impressed me because I just realized it, but when I looked at the others...

The screams gave way to a low, continuous growl that vibrated through the very floor. Where Nate had been, a wolf now stood. It was the most beautiful and terrifying thing Kieran had ever seen. Its fur was a silky, shimmering midnight blue, a color Kieran had never seen in any wolf, ever. White wolves were rare, legends whispered about them. But blue? It was unprecedented, a color stolen from the deep night sky just before true darkness fell. Yet, this breathtaking beauty was marred, as if the transformation had been stopped midway. Jagged, pitch-black streaks, covered the entire left side of its powerful body, a stark, violent contrast to the luminous blue.

I jumped hard enough that I almost dropped my phone. A man stood beside me wearing the same FanHub travel jacket as the rest of us. He looked around my age, maybe a little older, with an easy confidence that suggested airports and work trips were as routine to him as grocery shopping. What caught my attention, though, wasn’t his height or his smile. It was his blue hair. Not bright cartoon blue, but a rich sapphire shade that somehow worked ridiculously well against his warm complexion. It should’ve looked outrageous. Instead…It looked unfairly attractive.

His beauty honestly makes me feel bland. My hair is gorgeous, it’s long, platinum blond and I love braiding it. My electric blue eyes aren’t a common color. As a matter of fact, I’ve never seen anyone else with them. My brother has crystal blue eyes. We were told that the combination of our hair color and eye colors makes us special. People normally tell me they get uncomfortable when I look at them for too long.

“But I’d like to know.” There was a pause. Then he said, “Jamie.” Jamie. It didn’t sound right in my head. Or maybe it sounded too right. “But people call me Blue,” he added. “Have for a while now.” “Why?” He leaned back in his chair, pen twirling between his fingers. “I used to dye my hair blue. Got in trouble for it in middle school. Teachers called me a distraction. Some kids started calling me ‘Blue Boy’ like it was an insult. I didn’t care. Owned it. Eventually, the hair faded, but the name stuck.”