Brunette With Light Brown Highlights Novels & Stories

The soft light from the sun casting a beautiful glow on her hair and making it a fiery orange color. Her big brown eyes locked with mine and everything was okay in the world again.

Briar does leave a lasting effect on people, sometimes even unintentionally. One thing that made her noticeable easily was her hair. Shining light brown and very long, reaching her lower back, probably even lengthy. Not straight, not curly either. You can say somewhere in the middle? Considering how hard it to take care of voluminous hair, most students have shorter hair. But hers, appear different.

Just like she had predicted, she was too busy to juggle relationship in the past few months. Another change that had happened was with her appearance. Her once long yellow locks were now short-shoulder length- with a tint of brown highlighters at the tip. It was a change suggested by Quinn, at first she had been against it, but now after seeing it, and getting all the compliments she did, Alexandra was beginning to love it.

I swirled the seat around and waited for her to finish. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Sev- " I'm done " At last! I swirl back to view her and it just hits me like I wasn't even in here before. Her face now on full view with nothing obstructing it is kinda a more suitable look for her. Her brown eyes and recently brown hair in close comparison to her tanned skin gives her a bronze color appearance and she has on a nude colored silk top. Like I said before, if I was dumb enough, I would have said she looked beautiful.

I would have expected him to do so. Drake totters downstairs, and a few moments later, he comes back with a girl behind him. She has a long and wavy dark brown hair, her skin fair but not pale, her eyes blue but not as dark as Drake’s. They’re apparently close to sky blue, with a mixture of grey.

Reuben. The first time I laid my eyes upon her, she was just a thick tuft of chestnut red. Her hair had a warm hue of chestnuts, an under tone of red woven right into the brown. It was pleasant and it tumbled over her shoulders like rusty water, capturing the light in vibrant ruby hues. She had a pale heart-shaped face and was rather petite and dainty. Delicate, if you will. Peeking through her thick chestnut strands were eyes of the palest blue, like the warm reddish brown guarding the pools of cool water.

I heard more footsteps and looked up to see a beautiful woman who was a bit older than the picture at the apartment. Her long light brown hair was controlled in a braid that went down to the middle of her back and I could see it was curly by the way it was at the end. She was wearing a maroon tank top with some leggings along with sandals to show off her freshly painted toes that matched her shirt.

I wished we were alone. Gabrielle was a devoted friend from what I could tell, and fiercely protective of Brynne. We had an understanding that was workable as long as she saw me as friend and not foe I'd passed the test so far. Beautiful too in her own right. just not my flavor of female. Her long brown hair, with just the faintest hint of dark red glinting through, combined with very green eyes, was striking. Nice figure too; even if she wasn't my flavor. I still had eyes in my head and wasn't dead.

"Oh, please, don't mind me,* she laughs to make lessen the tension in the room. Truth be told, I am not afraid of her. I'm only stunned. She has the perfect figure and looks like she is a god, instead. Her features are sharp and so is her flawless arches brown brows. However, her hair is purple and her eyes are of turquoise colour. She looks like she is made from any colours. Her skin has an undertone of warm beige colour and looks so perfect. Plus, she doesn't look like she sees the sun very much. She looks very taken care of. I am astounded that someone can be this beautiful, but then, everyone I know with Nicholas and Hillary are hot, too. And this person before is an utterly eye-catching

She was on auto drive; she wasn’t thinking about her research project or what books she needed for her thesis. All Helena could think of was her weekend at a certain David’s house while his wife was out of town. A smile began to creep across her face thinking about all the details of the week end, particularly the night time activities. Helena was born brunette. She had light brown auburn hair that was naturally wavy and hints of red reflected in the sunlight. But ever since she was twelve she had been dying her hair blonde, learning to perfect her makeup and waves and finding contacts that brought out the blue in her eyes.