Devilish Hair Game の小説・ストーリー

Obviously, his body was crying out desperately for hydration. “Well, his name is Reed Taylor and has awful, blah-colored hair. And he was a user way back, so he says. And he has this invisible thing that hangs around with him all of the time. It kind of gets in my way, but it has its uses. Like today when the demon attacked me in the middle of the hamburger section—” “What’s wrong with his hair?” Seth asked. “I mean, what is it exactly that you don’t like?”

Daria After I've drenched the blonde girl's hair in vodka, I take a step back to observe the damage I've done. She is fuming, glaring at me with those painstakingly beautiful eyes. Funny how her hair is blonde and angelic, yet she resembles something fallen, like a demon, more than she does an angel. Her eyelashes are glued together, not framing her eyes any longer, and her hair is sticking to her makeup-smeared cheeks. Black lines are running down the sides of her face, bringing life to the bitter blue in her irises.

Fiona sat down as Delilah tucked her hair in a bun. She would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid of Delilah going manic and yanking her hair off her scalp. Delilah seemed calmed and was gentle with her hair, she did a neat bun and even acessorized it with diamond hair clips.

she whispered, a dangerous, beautiful smile touching her wet lips as she reached up, her fingers burying themselves in my soaked hair, pulling my face down to hers. The heat of the steam, the roaring rush of the water, and the absolute touch of her body blew away the last remnants of my control. I captured her mouth again, a wild, growling sound ripping from my throat as I lifted her up, her legs instantly wrapping tightly around my waist as I pinned her back hard against the wet marble wall of the shower.

What sick games was the Moon goddess playing? Fuck. Delilah. She won. Again. The anger that welled up in my chest was quenched. My body ached from climbing the rocks. I just wanted to nap and never wake up. That was the only way I would find peace But then, a pair of hands grabbed my hair roughly, hard enough to make me cry out in pain. Behind me were Delilah and my grandmother, a blend of undiluted rage, shock, and fear crawled on their pale faces.

In the year 2224, I won the lottery to participate in a romance otome game. As long as I maxed out the male lead’s affection meter, I would clear the game and walk away with a ten-million credit reward. But the moment I entered the game, the system malfunctioned and completely lost contact with me. Luckily, I had been briefed beforehand: the male lead I needed to romance would have white hair. Everyone else in the game would have black hair. So the day I spotted a boy in a school uniform with silver-white hair, my heart just about exploded. I had finally found my target.

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.

As both opened their eyes, Devina was shocked to see Chloe. "How I am looking, Devina?" Devina was unable to speak anything. Chloe being amused went in front of the mirror and shouted after seeing herself in the mirror “What the hell you have done to my hair, Devina? They are PINK.” "Relax. It is looking so….different and unique." Devina tried assuring Chloe "Really? I am looking like a Candy Floss. Did you test the spell before putting it on me?" "Maybe or maybe not…"

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `