Felix Blonde Hair Mga Nobela at Kwento

"ROYAL PRINCE, SIR 3RD, PRINCE FELIX AXIS DEVION," Felix wore a bright smile as he walked in, wearing an extremely vibrant looking outfit. He was wearing a silver linen coat with a cape on his side. His purple eyes were extremely bright as they slightly turn into slits due to his enthusiastic mood. His golden locks swayed by the wind. "ROYAL PRINCE, SIR 2ND, PRINCE LEWIS GERARD DEVION,"

The other noisy students had quietened down in awe and were gathered around them! "I love your hair." Celine, the timid indian smiled, shyly tugging at a lock. "And I also love your hair." Natalia smiled back, touching hers too. "But I really don't. It's black and curly while yours is brownish blonde, super long, smooth and glossy!'' She turned dreamy. "If my hair was that perfect, I wouldn't have curled it up like yours right?" Natalia asked and she reluctantly nodded.

Cedric said, "Glad you could join us. This is Collins." Oh. My. GOD. Collins was absolutely fucking gorgeous. Blue eyes big and bright. Melvin thought Felicia was beautiful. But this buxom blonde? She made his sultry soul mate seem almost shabby. Collins had long blonde hair like spun gold that hung down to her shoulder blades, while Felicia 's was mousy brown and cut just below her jawline. Collins had big, bee-stung lips while Felicia had thin pink lines.

I looked at him in surprise, and he grinned. "It's been a long time since you dyed your hair brown, but I'm still not used to seeing it until now," he chuckled. "Why's that? Is it weird? I don't look good, huh?" I asked. "I'm just not used to it. Although whatever hair color it is, it's still you, Fenella Baxter, but I'm too used to your blonde hair," Laird shrugged. "Amy said brown hair suits me better," I said more gloomily, remembering her words at the beginning of our school year.

Nat whined. “Yes” Roe replied bluntly, clearly unimpressed with the situation. As we walked up to the edge of the driveway, waiting for us by the black SUV was Felix. He was dressed in casual blue jeans and plain black t-shirt, sporting a pair of aviator sunglasses. His chocolate brown hair looks scruffy in the most natural I’m-not-even-trying kind of way. I’d never noticed before how handsome Felix is. He can’t hold a candle to Gunner, no one could, but he can definitely steal some hearts. He’s well-built and tall like Gunner, and his creamy skin shone brightly in the direct sunlight. Let’s hope there aren’t too many ladies at the shopping centre today, or else we may get mobbed.

Xalia noticed his stares and she smiled. “Oh, do you like it? I wanted to see what I would look like with black hair and I think everyone loves it. I posted a picture an hour ago and I have had tons of likes so what do you think?” she asked happily and he kept looking at the hair then at her but he wasn't saying anything. “Zade,” Xalia called and he looked at her. “You are blonde. Why do you have dark hair?” he asked and she raised her brows. “Were you not listening? I just told you I wanted to try something new so I changed the colour,” she replied.

While silver is a sensitive element for werewolves, it’s Cassidy’s favourite colour as well, and Calypso had gotten it right. “I can’t believe how well we know each other!” Calypso smiled. “I can’t believe we’re matching with our bikinis! It’s almost ridiculous,” Cassidy laughed. Calypso only noticed then. “Oh goddess!” Calypso giggled. “Let’s dry our hair and see what it really looks like,” Cassidy suggested. They did just that. Calypso’s hair is waist length, while Cassidy’s only reaches halfway down her back. They blew it out and combed it out. Calypso’s hair doesn’t frizz anymore since her treatments from the salon.

Leif, age 12 and 5'5" with a wide chest and sturdy frame, marks him as one of the youngest, yet he holds true potential. His hair is a dark mop of curls, often wildly untamed. His eyes - pale green flecked with gold - shine with youthful defiance. He favours simple cotton shirts and well-worn leggings, though his tiny arms already bear the outline of where a future spiral tattoo might sit. At four years old and 3'6", Felix already tries to emulate his older brothers and sisters. His curls - jet black with tiny emerald tips - fall in soft ringlets. Wide ice-blue eyes brim with curiosity; he practices tiny sword-swings with a wooden blade. His frame is slender but energetic, clad in a miniatur

My cheeks, my ears and even the skin of my neck Feyi very very hot and I did not need to look at my reflection to tell that at the moment, I looked as ripe as a tomato. My now red face must be some thing that they found very amazing as they all let out more shrieks yet again. My cheeks were prodded and pinched, my hair was stroked and one of the she wolves even went ahead and out my golden hair in to a eat braid. Another thing fact I have noticed is fact among the locals, blonde hair was not found. They all had either auburn or brown hair. If I want to be completely honest with myself, I am not sure how to act at the moment.

He looked more manly and his once blonde hair was now dyed into black, making his fair skin stand out more. “Hi, guys!” he greeted, and he was so casual about it, it felt as if he didn’t ghost us for two years. I wanted to go and punch him in the face, but stopped myself since I’m more worried about Nathan, who was only looking down and never facing up to meet Felix’s eyes. I was just kind of glad that kimberly was ready to set aside her anger on Felix because she was able to talk to him in a normal way, but still, her voice tone’s still too formal, like the type we would always use for when we’re talking to the elders instead of our friends.