Caressed Hair Novels & Stories

Even the simplicity seemed intentional, as if she was born to wear something so minimal yet striking. Hinayaan niyang nakalugay ang buhok niyang wavy na parang sa mga sirena. The soft curls framed her delicate face, tumutulo at dumudulas sa balikat niya na para bang mga alon sa dagat na dahan-dahang humahaplos sa pampang. Every strand seemed alive, swaying gently as she moved, giving her a soft, almost ethereal aura na parang lumabas siya mula sa isang painting.

"THE EXTERMINATOR" "ZANDRO..." Her laughter really sounds like an angel's harp, it feels great in the ears and it is used to calm him down like the sea waves when a fresh morning is breaking down. The way her celestial nose crinkles when she's smiling and her eyes turned like a crescent moon is his favorite view ever. Her blond straight and fragrant hair is swaying in the air as she runs with grace; the white lace dress looks better with Cassidy.

I whisper on her ear and I kiss her shoulder trice. Ipinatong niya sa kamay ko ang kamay niya bago ibinalik ang tingin sa dagat. I removed my right hands on her stomach and I slowly unfasten her hair while whispering to her. "Your more beautiful when your hair is like this," I whisper husky to her. Nakalugay na ang buhok niya at sumasayaw kasabay ng tahimik na hangin. "Thank you for the compliment," I chuckled when I heard her answer.

Umangat ang kanang kamay ko at masuyong sinuklay ang kanyang buhok. “Hmmmm… I really love when you caress my hair, it feels comfortable because I know, This is your way of expressing your love for me.” Malambing niyang bulong sa tapat ng bibig ko kaya isang matamis na ngiti ang lumitaw sa mga labi ko.

She sat on my lap that made me groan, ohh god I'm just wearing a boxer for pete sake, is she teasing me well I do like it. "Ohhh god sweetheart your giving me a hardtime" together beneath the radiant glow of the full moon, its soft light casting a serene aura upon us. The night was alive with whispers, the wind carrying secrets as it danced around us. Her hair swayed gently in the breeze, a graceful ballet orchestrated by nature itself. With my arms wrapped around her waist, I held her close, cherishing her like a precious gem.

imbes nakatanaw ito sa mga taniman ng mga rosas ay sa akin pala ito nakatitig kaya’t paglingon ko sa kanya ay nagtama ang mga paningin namin. I just brushed off my tangled hair. Presko at mabango ang simoy ng hangin na nanunuot sa aking hininga. This place has a romantic vibe. He grasped my other hand to stop me from fixing my stubborn hair and he did it for me and I was mesmerized by his gentle gesture. Nakakakilig talaga na gusto ko na lang magtitili.

Di mas lalo na sa kanila. Ano ba naman kasi ang nangyari sa akin at nagising na lang ako isang araw na gandang ganda na ako dito at natutuwa akong panoorin ang mga pinag gagawa nito. Maging ang pag lalakad nito sa oval habang tinatangay ng hangin ang medyo wavy nitong buhok na parang ang sarap sarap haplosi . Pati na rin ang mga baby hair nito na paikot ikot sa kanyang leeg at noo na hindi nakayang maabot ng tali ng buhok.

Namamangha siya. Inamin naman niyang attracted siya rito. Gwapo ito kapag naka-brush up ang buhok nito but Cyrus in a messy hair is addicting to watch. She can't take her eyes off of him. Bumaling ito sa kanya. Nagtagpo ang mga mata nilang dalawa. Nagtataka itong napatingin sa kanya, hindi pa tuluyang naubos ang ice cream sa loob ng bibig nito.

Umayos ako ng upo saka ang buhok naman niya ang marahan kong hinahaplos. I smiled as I remember how Mama used to caress my hair when I was young. Whenever I’m stressed at school, she always caress my hair to make me feel relaxed. Ilang taon na rin pala ang nakalilipas at ngayon, ako naman ang gumagawa nito sa kaniya.

“Natural beauty needs security.” Napapikit si Cassandra, pinipigilan ang tawa. “Siya ba si Zeny?” tanong ni Fiona nang mapansin ang kasama nito. Sa likod ni Thess, pumasok ang isang matangkad na babae. Napakaganda. Curly and long hair. Matangos ang ilong. Strong ang katawan pero elegant ang damit. May malaking nunal sa ilalim ng ilong na imposibleng hindi mapansin.