Deku With White Hair Novels & Stories

She slowly removed the trousers from her legs and saw white hair growing there too. All this she saw with her own eyes for the very first time, and she was unable to understand it because it was not ordinary hair but wolf hair. It was the color of silver or snowflakes or even a clear night in winter. Just that no one had seen anything like it before, it was not black or brown or grey nor blonde; it wasn't a pale blonde or a dark brown, nor a light blond either, but pure white hair - so pure.

No, not specifically her, at her hair. ‘Why is he staring like that? Is there something wrong with it? Oh—’ Layla frowned as Demeter’s words came back to her memories. Awful colour, she had said. Terra too. Their world saw silvery white hair as a curse, an unlucky sign because it was mostly her kind that had it.

Sadly, he died before I can fully realize my full potential; a death I still lament to the moon and back * it's an expression we make use of when we want to say words like forever and eternity. My white hair according to my father signifies my healing prowess; according to him, the lighter your hair, the more healing powers you acquire. You should have seen the pride on his face whenever he's untangling my hair *we utilize Agu MBA's teeth. The river animal (it lives in the water) has round teeth; teeth that are made for untangling stubborn hair. He will always caress my hair like it's a priceless jewel. A hair that I hate more than anything in the entire Mabudazou, and farther.

My hand shot out, clutching onto the lapels of the maid beside me. I didn't want to be too violent, but my hand, on the other hand, had a mind of its own. With a yelp, she came face to face with me, my eyes meeting hers. I asked, my voice low and deadly, "What happened to my hair?" She paled, trembling. "We don't know, Your Majesty. Suddenly, your hair began to turn white. Neither the imperial physician nor the elders could find the cause of it." "Really?" The antagonistic faces of elders flashed through my mind.

Melinda was silent, sulkingly silent. "Lu..What's the real colour of my hair?" Melinda asked, after she had been thoroughly waxed, soaked in milk, bathed with lemons and rose petals. She was seated now as Lucrecia styled her hair. "Ha.. it's a rare breed." "Is it actually white?" Melinda asked. "It's a mixture of blonde and white. It's a pretty hair you have here my dear, even though it's strange. Normally, I would have given it another specific tone but it's okay the way it is. It makes you special."

~Gemma~ “Well, alpha. I’m assuming it’s natural due to the peculiarity of it. I met a wolf with white hair once. And I don’t mean that pastel, Elsa from Frozen weird look. I’m talking Crayola white.” “Am I supposed to know what any of that means?” His brow rose, an air of superiority dancing around him. Surprise, surprise. Another alpha but there’s nothing new. Was it an inborn characteristic flaw for them? Their damning arrogance?

I was starting to think those people had been lying to me. [Akkadian] "****'?" 'White Hair' Shammy whispered to me a nonsensical yet passionate sobriquet in a tongue she had no reason to think I knew. Her face lost its rock-hard contempt for all life and became one of shocked recognition, love and sorrow. I was her 'White hair' and by that, I knew she was referring to the white horse hair crests every man in my (?) hand-picked fraternity wore on our helmets. [Akkadian] "****?" 'Black Cloud'.

"The strange man with the white hair. He is a werewolf" Kalista felt her heart drop to the bottom of her stomach. She started at Gregory unbelievably, then at the crowd that now had their gazes pinned on Jade. She could see from their various expressions that they were contemplating whether to believe the old man's words or not.

Jordan said knowing that he could no longer avoid telling her what really happened. "So what happened in the one week that we all thought you were dead?" Tasha asked as he took his seat opposite her. "I was in hell and I fought a lot of demons, like dozens of them and I was gifted by the gods. I woke to find my hair white and of course, I hate the color, but I didn't want to cover it completely either that's why I left it white at the roots" Jordan said and Tasha smiled at his expression when he talked about how he hated the white hair.

Corvinus called from his throne, he leaned forward delicately on the throne smiling gently like a gent. The old mage was a very old man with white long fluffy hair, white eyes but auburn skin complexion. He was dressed in want seems like a long white rode that caressed the floor slowly as he moved and at the tip of his rod, there was a glowing white light brightening the room more than they could indicate. "You summoned my lords?" His pleasantries were swift and pleasing.