Dark Brown Highlights Novels & Stories

Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don’t like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me.

Maybe it wasn’t a coincidence that his last name is Gray. What she found most attractive was his shiny light brown hair, he was carrying a classic Taper haircut which complimented the mustache and beard; he had brushed the quiff upwards to give him the celebrity look. His lips were attractively pink, and given the amount of melanin he had for a white guy. He wasn’t the usual pale white male, he was a bit dim but not of color either; he was just somewhere in between.

I had to wear a black slip under the dress but once I had the dress on, I have to admit, it looked fabulous on me. I let my naturally wavy dark brown hair down my back and curled it further to add more bounce. I had a few natural blonde highlights in my hair that made it unique; it was why I never dyed my hair, in fear that it would ruin the natural highlights. Next up was the makeup. Risa helped me don a smoky eye and blood red lips and with a pair of black crystal danglers, I was ready to rock the party.

I don’t recall hearing that he had relationships, but it is undeniable to confirm that he was indeed attractive. From his almond brown eyes, pointed and sharp nose, thin red lips, strong and chiseled jaw, and perfect squared face shape. His shoulders also blocked my sight from the drawers behind him because they were incredibly broad. Currently, he is also wearing his black corporate suit with a pair of black shoes. I have always been into mestizo guys, but my perception towards brown-skinned men was shifted because Dark was hot in his Moreno color. His hairstyle was also pompadour, and goodness, he smelled good!

Looking good comes after all these. Carol has been out the entire day with her peers and I remained busy with my jobs. I sit on the backless seat, placed in front of my dresser and start doing my hair. The color of my hair is coal black; long, slightly wavy, black hair that compliments my ivory skin tone and oval-shaped face. Moving brush all through my locks, I settle them on my back and begin my makeup. I use excessive concealer to hide the darkness under my eyes. It's the outcome of working over-time and not getting enough sleep. Since my dark brown eyes are big and prominent, the dark circles become prominent too.

Shades of Black were his favorite but he also had selected other dark colors in his lists like midnight black, foggy grey, brunette, indigo blue, peacock blue, and pine green. "Huh uh? Comfortable?", Aashmaan looked puzzled at him. "It's a unique color, Love, which gives me power and authority", Neil explained and started combing his brown fluffy locks. "What's so unique about it? It shows darkness and hurts my eyes" " she whined at him. Neil came and stood near her. Her heart started jumping in her chest. His masculine familiar cologne was hitting her nostrils. "Dark colors absorb everything in it. All colors lost their identity in front of it. that's why I love to wear dark colors", Neil s

Her old hair was a dark brown now it was a light shade of brown with golden highlights in her hair! “Dang girl you look hot!” I laughed at Dime as I ran my fingers through her hair to get all the knots out “Thanks, babe!” Dime laughed back as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Dime got out of the chair and shoved me into it, “Now it’s your turn,” Dime said as she grabbed my hair and started working. My hair used to be an ugly sandy blond color, but now it was dark brown with two black pieces in the front,

The infamous Andrew walked in with his bag slung sluggishly over his shoulders. I sat up straighter to have a better look at his face. Oh my.... My brain seemed to malfunction. Everything slowed even my heart stopped. I needed time to take him all in. He didn't have freckles, he didn't wear glasses, he didn't need braces because....hell.....shit....he had the most perfect smile on earth. I couldn't help but stare. He had jet black hair that seemed to bring out his dangerously grey eyes. They were so bright but his long eyelashes overshadowed them. There was something dark in those eyes...mysterious. It oozed all over him.

So on that day when his father provoked him, he calmed down and explained to her what had transpired in Okoli's compound and she comforted him and told him that everything would get better eventually. Deep into the night, when he laid down on his bamboo bed alone, he was determined to give his body rest by sleeping but his mind was troubled. After much attempts, he finally slept and found himself in a different world. A world with a lot of colors in it; yellow, blue, orange, purple and black.

He selected video four, and the holographic screen expanded a little more by playing the video. A man of about 25 years old with long black hair with a beautiful bluish glow, he has a slightly fierce male face, thanks to his sword-like eyebrows and his phoenix eyes with dark lashes. The glow of his blue eyes was very relaxed, which was very much at odds with the person's entire fierce appearance. He looked at the camera and smiled kindly, his gaze softening so much, as if the person recording could soften this wild wolf just by looking at him. Then he sat down on the bench in front of the white piano that seemed to be illuminated by the golden rays of the sun.