Danny Phantom Black Hair Novels & Stories

His hair turned a light pink his eyes following in suit, small fangs poking through as he smiles brightly his eyes crinkling up as he does so. His fingers elongated the color of charcol black working fully through his fingers. Ivan steps forward next a dark suit on him as his eyes turned a light purple but his hair looked black towards his scalp as dark purple locks stand out neat styled on his head, fangs sticking out just like Finn as he steps forward his arms fanned out as dark black veins traveled all the way to his neck. He walked forward confidently almost flauntingly as he smiles at her causing her to laugh a little at his confidence, if anything it only served to boost his ego.

She Qian Mo was nothing like Dawn imagined. The man had long, silky black hair that flowed past his shoulders. He wore round Parry Hotter glasses and was lanky. If the former mafia boss didn’t know better, he would have thought he was dealing with a private investigator instead of an underworld informant.

he faced us scratching his head. Well the head was not bald like Dwayne Johnson's own, his only shows any one that looks closely at him that he wasn't ready or doesn't want to grow old. His hair was cut in the popular Afro style, it was so obvious he dyed his hair black, but I could still see some stubborn grey hairs that refused to be black at the sides of his head, the man surely doesn't want to look old. But his beards gave out the secret. "Dad don't tell me you dyed your hair for the ninth time this month? " Kene asked his dad.

Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!” “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. You keep mentioning Luna, Alpha, and me being human. What is all this even supposed to mean?” I replied. As I spoke, my hair shifted, revealing my face. Dane’s eyes narrowed with anger, his expression growing dark just as it had before, but this time he wasn’t pleased. He pulled my hair to the other side, and I tried to cover my eye, but he lifted my chin with his finger. “Who did this?” he growled, and his chest rumbled, startling me.

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t

Danny muttered to himself. "Do you have a problem with your brain?" he snapped, his jaw locked. "Apologizes, sir. I thought this c-could wait." Danny stuttered, sensing anger in his boss's voice. "Let me do the thinking part. Long light brown hair." He said as he smiled while warming his eyes, glancing at her. "You have never shown interest in any girl before. She's the same one from last night at the club." Danny continued to stare at her.

I smile and play with my son’s hair. If Remington is right and his hair won’t continue to get white, that means MY genes are somehow just as strong as the Silvan genes. Because right now, Ash’s hair is almost perfectly fifty percent white and fifty percent black. Maaaaybe there’s a bit more of the white Silvan hair, but it’s almost precisely half and half. I really hope it stays like this, because it looks super cool and it’ll always make him stand out. Alpha Ashton Doreen Silvan, with his half-and-half hair. And his strong white wolf with the black head.

Impeccably styled hairs in different directions and colors. Axel kept his hair in the original color of black and never bothered himself about dye. Dante was big on dye though as he always changed his hair color and often maintened ot blonde. Zephyr on the other hand wore his hair in same fashion as Axel but styled it in a side fringe unlike Axel who always comed his hair backwards to reveal his very smooth forehead. “Go, I will stay back and watch over her. I am the next on the shift.” Dante said to Axel and Zephyr and they turned around to leave but not before planting feathery kisses on my face.

Dylan throws a cushion at me. “No, the whole black outfit thing.” Oops maybe I’m giving myself away a bit too obviously. “I just fancy a change is all.” “Well, whatever you do, don’t go dying your hair. It’s so pretty all that blonde color and natural.” “I’d never dye my hair; I love it too much.”

He was tall, easily six-three, with a presence that seemed to swallow the air in the room. He wore a black shirt, unbuttoned at the neck, and dark trousers that showed the strength in his legs. His hair was black, messy, falling over his forehead in a way that felt unstudied. When he moved forward, the light caught his eyes. They were the color of a storm at midnight, silver mixed with a deep, bottomless black. A faint scar ran through one of his eyebrows, a jagged detail that made his face look less like a dream and more like a threat.