Delinquent Hair Novels & Stories

Setting his knife down, Declan asked, “What’s wrong, Glenna? You kept glancing at me. Something on my face?” Glenna sputtered. Strapped with any excuse, she replied, “It’s not your face! It’s, uh, your… hair? It’s, uh, interesting…” “Interesting?” Declan thought for a moment. This was the first time anyone had ever commented something like that about him. “How?” Glenna gripped the edge of her shirt tightly before finally coming up with an answer. “It makes you look, uh, retro.” Declan’s smile froze.

Every vampire in our academy including us used mortal cosmetics and shampoos! ‘’Clairol Herbal Essence. That’s what we use.’’ I reply. Jennie’s eyes grow big in surprise. She looks on embarrassed. ‘’That’s what I use as well!’’ Isabelle replies and raises her hand for a high five. ‘’Don’t you use the same as well Jen?" Jennie felt humiliated. It wasn’t the smell, she was jealous of Erica’s dark blonde hairs. Erica had the most beautiful hairs among us all. And right now, Jennie couldn't stand the beauty. I guess?

she surprisingly let out. Suddenly, his vampiric speed made swift paces in circles at her. He knocked her off balance with her red hair, loosening from the way they were packed earlier. It fell down her shoulders, riding down to the ring floor settling on it as she gasped. Fang was quick in words. “Your hair... they look better that way.” Delilah’s behind were on the floor and she hissed loudly at the pain. That brought the attention of the Vampire citizens who immediately commenced whispering.

I had epically failed when I tried putting her hair up. “What exactly is it that you find so funny, Baylor?” Delania pouted. Goddess, I hope that we don’t have girls when we do eventually have pups. Between the pout on her face and my terrible job on her hair, she looked like a little girl who had been playing too hard.

Liz was casually entering a bar with her orange hair and her eye-catching smile, she was almost glowing, begging to be appreciated, to be desired. At the time the couple met, Delilah was just accepting she also liked girls and that she might not like boys at all. So, that night, she was trying to brush those thoughts off by getting drunk with her friends. The last thing she was expecting was seeing that orange-haired angel crossing the principal door so delicately yet aggressively.

I've tried everything, eating foods known to boost hair health, using special shampoos, but nothing seems to work. "And now, I have a class reunion coming up, and those bitches will absolutely laugh if they see my condition!" Katt had a strong personality, beautiful with a caring, successful husband. Her life should have been ideal, except for one glaring issue—her severe hair loss. She now felt compelled to wear a wig constantly, as her scalp was nearly bald. Larissa nodded in understanding. "I see, your insomnia is likely due to the stress you're carrying about your hair. It's not just about losing sleep, but it's about the constant worry that's keeping you up.

I chuckled, deliberately lying in a seductive position, "Well, I suppose the manners were all for the cameras." Her body tensed up, as if I had struck a nerve. She matched up with me, her hand on my hair. I despise it when people touch my hair now. I do not want to develop alopecia. "Talk you fucking cunt," she whispered, "get out of here."

He turn to the computer and chuckled dryly as he sent the contract to the printer. " Blaine.. You my friend, are an idiot genius " ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Brielle sighed as she continued to comb through Delilah's curly messy hair. She had just given her a bath and washed her hair with their favorite lavender shampoo, conditioner and body wash set. Delilah's hair wasn't far off from Brielle's but it took her a lot of patience to accomplish a simple ponytail or bun. After running some coconut and hibiscus curl cream through Delilah's hair, she parted her hair and made two french braids.

My hair was everywhere but laying down. Rose cracked up laughing. "Well, Princess of Hell, fallen angel, victim of a horrendous case of bedhead. Come on, Delirus and Zukira have decided to join the wedding. So now it's a double ceremony. Let's get you dressed, made up and married." She yanked my hand from my face and sat me in the chair by my dresser. Rose told me about how Delirus had decided to propose, since he had never felt more comfortable with anyone else before and other cliched romantic notions. Half asleep and only hearing half, I flinched as she ran my brush through my knotted hair. "Geez girl, how do you manage to tame this mane of yours?" "By sheer luck. My hair never does what

Felix loud's voice rang in her ears and she shot back to reality, everyone was staring at her. " I'm sorry, I got lost in thoughts." " Lost in thoughts about what? Is that why your hair's looking like a bird nest?" Felix asked irritatedly and Delilah casted a furious glare at him. " A bird nest? Lost in thoughts about what? Why won't I be lost in thoughts? Why? Why? Why? Just tell me! Why won't my hair be looking like that of a bird nest own when I don't have the money to take good care of myself? Why won't I be lost in thoughts when I spent so much years in school to just end up like this? Just tell me!" Delilah yelled furiously, pouring all her bottled up and pent up anger on Felix.