Novel & Cerita Demon Slayer Hairstyle

“Now, let’s get on with this. If I’m going to endure this sham of a wedding, I’ll do it on my terms.” The hairstylist completed her work in under 40 minutes, transforming my usual straight black hair into a cascade of voluminous curls. Each curl was perfectly defined, framing my face beautifully before flowing effortlessly down my back, just above my waist. The result was stunning, even by my own high standards.

I curl in envy as I see his onyx long lashes, appreciating greedy eyes scouring every impeccable contour of his face and further to his hair all brushed to the left side of his head that’s pressed into the white pillow. For the umpteenth time, how can a Demon possess such bedazzling looks? It’s not fair on the rest of us; whether this is his real form or not! “Are you about to make a move on me, pup?”

The neckline was modest yet alluring, with a subtle hint of her collarbone showing. They brushed her hair until it shone, arranging it in loose, flowing waves that framed her face. When they were done, Esteria looked at herself in the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back at her. She looked more beautiful than she ever had; the demon blood within her had altered her features, enhancing her beauty in ways she could scarcely believe.

If not for the bluish hue in her skin and the lion’s tail peaking out from her skirt, Journee would have thought her a beautiful woman with the most unique almond eyes she had ever seen. “If that is so, we must dethrone him! It is a disgrace for a human to hold sway over our kind.” Another demoness answered. Her hands were covered with white markings like tattoos while a heavy veil covered her face. All Journee could see was her unbelievably long black hair that seemed to flow for a few meters behind her.

Lana said before she walks towards the other as I close my eyes and try to get a little rest. I fill like I am being lifted so I open my eyes just to see Vlash carrying me as we all head to the castle. I stop him and I slowly slide down from his arms as I look around. Demonica is walking beside her sister looking as silent but she is no longer emitting a scary dark aura, she actually looks so beautiful and innocent. Her previous black hair is now blonde and curly long as it sways behind her. Her eyes that look so dead before is now light greenish and look so sad. I look around us to see the people of Eurie cheering and clapping their hands. When we enter the castle’s gate we all stop seeing

you might be wondering how they look like, right? Hmm, mm.... Let's see. Asmodeus has light blonde hair with the tips dyed white. He's dressed like every single person I've seen so far, in the Victorian style but more black and white, I mean he kind of looks like Yin and Yang decided to paint his clothes today. Still, what's really intriguing about him are his eyes. They are golden but with a blue hue in the middle. They look enchanting and mesmerizing. Guess that's why every girl or woman wants to be with him. Lucifer has blonde-platinum hair, like every other demon he is dressed in the Victorian style, but his eyes are another thing. Stormy gray eyes, what a coincidence.

I knew nothing to do. “Mr. Damon already communicated that to us.” I sighed. Damon was too much. Even to my hair style? “Can I see?” I asked. “Of course.” She nodded. “He said that if you need specific changes that we should go according to your preference.” I had no preference at this point. She picked a catalogue up and opened it quickly to a spot. She pointed at a style and showed me. I blinked at it. Wow. Shoulder length, blunt cut, blonde.

“I understand. But you don’t have to decide right now. Take some time to think this through.” I flip through the pictures again, stopping once I see one of a demon that is otherwordly beautiful. He has long black hair, red eyes, and horns that remind me of a ram. He has a neutral face with a scar on the right side, it runs along his body, but his muscles are so huge I don’t even pay the scars any attention. A shiver runs through me as I look at him, and I lift my chin into the curious gaze of the matchmaker. “This one,” I say. “I want to date this guy.”

Shayla looks at me and shakes her head. “No.” She sighs. “But this is a bit extreme, isn’t it?” She claims, glancing down at herself. She looks gorgeous. In a flowy white dress, her hair curled and styled in half-up, half-down with a braid around her head like a band. She looked like a Goddess. “No. You look like an absolute angel. We just need to pose for a couple of pictures looking all happy and loved up.” I explain brushing a strand of her hair away with my fingers and she bites her lip and nods.

"Do you really think that I will do that?" "Then explain to me what you are doing behind this place and pretend that you're inside?" I demand. He didn't respond for a moment but I felt his ragged breath near my ear and his arms that wrapped on my shoulder tightened. "I took care of the demon earlier." He whispered. "Wha–." I tried to turn around to face him but Liam prevented me from doing so and pulled me really close so that even the thinnest air couldn't pass between us. "I'm a demon slayer." He said and Jiroo and Ayu burst out into fits of loud laughter.