Demon Slayer White Hair Novels & Stories

Helena's Pov My eyes widened as I stared at the face of the alpha in front of me. I couldn't believe that my husband was the one I am seeing because he looks looked different and he seems that he doesn't know me. Duncan has long white hair that used to be silver. Anna said earlier that his hair was silver and I also thought the same as her but turns out that Duncan's hair is white when I look at it closer. Even his eyebrows are white also. His gaze is sharp and fierce. He seems scarier now than before. His gentle gaze every time he looked at me was gone. What happened to him? Am I the one to blame for what happened to him?

I meant obsession. "Miss me?" she purred, twirling a strand of my hair between her fingers. "Didn't even bother hiding this freak color, huh?" She liked to pretend she hated my hair. Truth? She was jealous. I was the only one born with white hair—the mark of prophecy, they said. And her? Just another blonde with too much lipstick and not enough dignity. "Not even a little, Penelope," I smiled, cold. "But I'm sure the soldiers did."

But other than that she had no idea. Lana smiled, “You have amazing power within you, I can see it. It’s funny though because your basic element is fire.” Lana then turns towards me, “You are still mysterious to me,” she admitted, “You stopped seeing the illusion that I have created. And I heard that the story behind that streak of white hair that you now have was because of the battle with a wolf named Archer.”

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

But then her hand froze mid-motion, and I didn’t even need to think twice to know what she was staring at. I rolled my eyes, sighing deeply. “Don’t worry. I’ll dye it before I leave,” I said, and her shoulders relaxed. Up till this day, I still never understood why she got so paranoid whenever she saw my real hair color. At first, I thought maybe she was scared I’d get bullied. I mean, it wasn’t normal for a child to have white hair like mine. And no, it wasn’t pale blonde — it was pure, shimmering silver. The kind that looked too unnatural, even for werewolves.

“It’s better to put off her hair since it was dry, also the white hairs can be hidden if we braid them tight my lady.” “White hairs? Veta, I think you are overworking yourself.” “Ah, that, it was normal, I have had that white hair since I was child, the doctor said it was a rare illness that causes discoloration of my hair, that’s why I often dye it with dark colors.” “Illness? It’s the first time I'm hearing this.” “Don’t worry it's not something serious, you may ask the others in the academy, they have seen me dyeing my hair before.”

that boutique clerk, the gray-haired woman this time asked me "Isabelle, madam" "Ah that's a pretty name" "thanks" "You have beautiful and silky hair" she stroked my loose strands. My hair has been longer since I was in the human world. Cinnamon brown wavy strands. With a few strands of white. No, I'm not grizzled. Violet and I have indeed had this white hair since birth. It's also what makes us bullied in our school in the human world. "Try something that makes her look more alive. She looks like a pile of tart cream and mayonnaise" Cecil sorts out some jewelry

What caught Ding Hao's attention was the long hair of this demon man, which was as white as silver. This silver hair was like a silver waterfall pouring down from the Ninth Heaven with a kind of indomitable momentum. A pair of black horns covered with dark red patterns grew out on both sides of his forehead, which were like sharp swords stabbing into the sky. The moment Ding Hao saw the young demon man, he thought that his old rival, Mu Tianyang, had come.

Aurora’s POV I must have stared at my reflection for about ten minutes before shaking myself back to reality. My hands seemed to be permanently attached to my silver streaks. I kept touching it as if that would give me a clue as to how this happened. None of the thoughts going through my head explained how I grew white hair overnight. Oh no, was this a sign of aging? Was I aging prematurely? I didn’t even get my wolf yet and I was already getting signs of old age. Or Was this an Alpha thing? But I didn’t know of any young Alphas with whitish, or silver hair.

I felt even more angry at his smile. "I want to ask, Why do you keep appearing at times like this?" Kyle looked at the man in white and asked him. "So that the fate will be fulfilled and noy destroyed" He responded as I glared at him. "It's so annoying as I keep on hearing about Fate" I muttered. "Do you know that a witch can turn into a Demon?" He suddenly asked as I raised my eyes not really understanding his questions "When your Sliver hair shows streaks of her, it proves you are about to become a Demon.