Character With Short Black Hair Novels & Stories

The one with long black hair falling down her back, wears bold red lipstick that draws my eyes immediately. The short haired blonde locks her intense gaze onto me without hesitation, and the one with brown curls flashes a sharp, knowing smile that sends a shiver through me. The black-haired woman spots me approaching first and calls out over the noise with a commanding tone. “Hey, boy, come over here right now.” It makes me freeze for a moment before my heart starts beating faster and I walk toward them. “What do you want?” I ask, feeling uneasy. The blonde leans in closer to me. “You look lost in here.”

She was about to turn her gaze away from those hypocritical men when Alpha slid aside giving the space to the King and once again Allison was stunned to the core. She had never seen such art in her whole life. The man who seemed around six feet and four inches stepped ahead with black attire and his dangerous aura. His slick black hair was complimenting his fair skin, he had sharp jawlines like the edge of the cliff and those pitch black eyes, she observed one of his eyes were covered by his medium-length hair but she didn't miss something shady over his left cheek hidden behind those black locks. Either it was a tattoo or a scar. She couldn't guess.

Only a few inches separated us. Despite everything I was feeling, I stared into his eyes defiantly. Suddenly, he raised his hand while keeping his gaze fixed on me. My body froze without my permission as I watched him step even closer. Then he took a strand of my hair between his fingers. The movement was strangely gentle. Yet every muscle in my body tightened instantly. He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and said, "Black hair." Seriously? That was what he wanted to say? Black hair? What the hell is wrong with my hair? Why does everyone seem shocked by its color these days?

That hair that I'd die for. Ooops It's not black. This guy has brown hair. I'm sane. It's not Damien. But why does he look so much like him?! Oh Lord, your daughter is going crazy and she needs HELP.

His long and straight black hair is a hair bun. There is another girl that is just staring at me as if diving into my whole being, her hair is black and it is up to her shoulders, and her eyes are blue. She is simple despite her features but she has a strong charisma and aura. That’s what I’m sure of. Each boy has superbly carved jaws that girls would fall for. Each lady has unique charms that men would appreciate and others would envy and love. It is like a zone for imperfectly gorgeous creations of God Almighty that have joined together to exist out of the Earth's toxicity.

Previously - What the hell is this…!? The newspaper has a picture of a man who has black hair on the front page…! In the novel ‘True Love’ there was no mention of another person who had the dark black hair other than the Emperor and Fredrick… Black hair was considered as a type of hair only Royal seemed to have yet the guy in the picture clearly has dark hair as well… Just what in the world is going on…? Currently - “Carol…!” said Rubia as she raised her voice

she stood up and slowly walked towards us I can hear Anna and Levi’s growls. They are being cautiously and for sure Levi is not going to have second thoughts on pouncing on this sorcerer if ever she harms us. The further she walked, the more visible her visual is. She’s not that tall. In fact, I think she’s 5 foot 3. Her long black hair was straight reaching her lower back. She has a fair white skin and her eyes are hazel, I bit squinted because of her Asian features.

(As she is speaking a woman with long black hair and a wolf head tattoo on the back of her neck is seen entering the club and arranging her hair. [End Scene]

“Oh, I remember now. Her hair is black and long, I saw a stray strand as she turned to run. She's quite slim too.” The more he described the criminal, the more the picture of a detestable woman kept forming before me. This blood wolf they speak about can't be that little chit of a girl right?

"That is definitely a female, look at all that hair." Both men turned in their seats to look. Her hair had come undone during the fight and now covered her face and trailed down to the floor of the vehicle. It was a soft, shiny black that was straight as a pin until the last six or so inches, which had a kind of bouncy wave-like thing going on. "Turn around!" My order startled both of them, but they just laughed and did what I said.