Female Side Undercut Long Hair Novels & Stories

Her physique was impressive, but she also had athletic curves that would turn any mans head. "I am Phyllis, at your service Luna." Phyllis bowed, revealing her short pixie cut hair that had different shades of blonde. She was the curviest of the three, and she wore denim capris and a white button-down blouse. She had sun-kissed skin, and her nails were painted bright orange. She had the nicest smile which revealed her pearly white teeth all perfectly aligned.

Bradley couldn't stop staring at me, I didn't know whether to be flattered or self conscious about it. My hair has never been this short, or straight. I've always worn my hair in a bundle of long curls or just a bundle of shorter curls. Right now, my hair reached my ears. It was cut on the sides, and straightened, then parted in the middle to frame my forehead. I thought I looked weird, Conner said I looked hot and Jessica's mouth had dropped open.

Catur and Maria often spend the night at my house now, sometimes they avoid family fights but more often because they want to be together and comfort my sadness. I decided to cut my long hair with my distinctive style as a Cleopatra, now I choose a short side as my hairstyle, my favorite dress has changed, I choose jeans and a T-shirt or shirt, I feel more like a girl, not just a mom's child and a new big gilr. again.

- Oh, yes, the image. We spent about an hour in the beauty salon. The stylist dragged out the pleasure more than sheared the guy. I don't know why, but the girl completely ignored Brandon's icy skin. Copper-colored strands have taken on a new shape. It is shorter on one side, parted on the edge, and the longer part of the hair is thrown back to the left side. Due to the shortened length, a black earring in the ear became visible and part of the tattoo was visible on the neck. Handsome, do not say anything.

I only hope for her sake that she does find her mate, alpha or not. I don't think I'll ever get a mate. Jace was right. I really am just a fat, ugly girl. Nothing special to look at. My shoulder length hair was cut by yours truly. I noticed that having long hair just gave people something more to hurt me with. Jace used to tug on my hair when we were younger so when I turned 16, I cut it short with a shard of glass I found. My mother was not pleased with my barbing skills but there was nothing she could do about it since it was too late to save the hair that I flushed down the toilet.

She’s taller than the rest, a red-headed vixen with sharp cat-eyeliner and cold blue eyes. She’s gorgeous and elegant in how she carries herself. With her hair in a tight up-do and her gown draping and long, she looks like a film actress out of the silent movie era. The other girls seem to give her reverence. I wonder if she has become the new favorite in Veronica’s absence. My own hair, they decide to leave down, in long loose curls, after threading strings of diamonds in and around a few strands. It’s not overly obvious, but does make my hair seem to sparkle under the light.

The dress hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her figure and highlighting her feminine allure. Her hair, a cascading wave of lustrous locks, flowed freely down her back, reaching just below her shoulder blades. The rich, dark strands shimmered under the light, adding a touch of mystery to her enchanting presence. With every movement, her hair danced and swayed, as if in perfect harmony with her graceful demeanor.

The dark lipstick and eyeliner made her eyes and lips stand out even more, and a small shimmering stud glinted on the side of her small nose. The woman’s jet-black hair was straight and quite long. But the most striking part was that she had it buzzed down really short on one side. It was different but looked oddly attractive and powerfully feminine. I kind of liked it. I looked over her body. She seemed pretty tall, and though the outfit she was wearing wasn’t revealing, it was clear she was curvy too. Her skirt displayed her long legs and big butt. Sadly, the top didn’t show off her boobs particularly well, but it was evident that she had a fit body to match her beautiful face.

As I adjusted the straps, I couldn't help but admire how they accentuated my collarbones, adding an elegant touch to the ensemble. The length of the dress fell just below the knees, allowing me to move comfortably while exuding an air of sophistication. The slit on one side offered a glimpse of my toned leg, adding a hint of allure without being overly revealing. I chose to leave my hair down, and it cascaded in loose waves over my shoulders and down my back. The soft curls framed my face, highlighting my features and giving me a touch of romantic charm. I'd taken the time to style it just right, and it looked effortlessly elegant.

It would have to work. Thankfully it was long-sleeved, so she felt somewhat covered, even if the sleeves were made of a dark lace. She decided to wear her hair down tonight, which meant she would have to tame it somehow. She chose a lightly scented mousse and worked it through her long hair. She needed a cut. Her hair hung nearly to her waist now. It fell in soft ringlets, framing her oval face. Her face looked sad against the done-up hair and outfit. Quickly, she applied makeup. She chose a slightly shimmery gold eyeshadow and a nude lipstick.