Fluffy Anime Hair Novels & Stories

Anita smiled as she stared at her reflection in the mirror in her room. She looked like a granny, a babysitter, or an old schoolteacher. Smiling again, she quickly picked up her hair comb to comb her long blonde hair. "Time!" she murmured as she shoved the long comb through her hair to smooth it out. As she didn’t like using a hairbrush, she believed it would cut her hair. Satisfied with the fullness of her hair, which had previously been disheveled, Anita tied it back with a hair ribbon, forming a ponytail.

Megumin - U-um suddenly my stomach is hur- She got cut out because the door suddenly burst open and the one who opened the door just now went straight into Megumin and hold her hands while saying ??? - Thank you very much! Is this the first word of a normal person who got injured by somebody else? She is a tall, beautiful young woman, she gives the appearance of cool beauty. She is well-endowed and also has light blue eyes and straight, long blonde hair kept in a ponytail tied with a braid and red hair clips secured on both sides of her bangs. She is wearing clad in black, white, and yellow armor, with a metal shoulder plate on her left side, and a wing-like cloth perched upon her right shou

She wears a tight thin black shirt with daisy dukes. [Melissa Ambrosia] A greek woman with long wavy blonde hair wearing a thin zip-up jacket with a wifebeater underneath it and jeans. Her eyes are an unusual hybrid of colors mixed in with each other creating a beautiful nebula that could easily entrance anyone who notices. [Yua Arai] A Japanese-American mixed girl with short black hair, red lips, and thin eyes. She wears an oversized jacket with daisy dukes on, including a chain wrapped around her arm.

Almost immediately, she felt someone hug her feet making her stagger a bit. When she regained her posture, she looked down to little blue eyes starring back at her. Her hair was wavy and long. Most of it was already obstructing her sight. She lowered herself to her height and tied her hair properly. Everyone was shocked. They stopped and looked at Felicity. The young one’s hair was stubborn in a very unnatural way.

Add a goddess too. Her hair was dyed white with pastel pink highlights and china pink at the tips of her long, sleek, and straight hair that was cut into a Hime cut. I don't know but the color and the hairstyle topped her angelic feature and I'm sure she knew that before she started wearing it. Her face was bare of makeup but God, she still looked like a goddess. Honestly, she was more beautiful than the other one, even if they looked alike. Serenity waved at me and signaled that I should join her. Jewels laughed and waved too. That drew everyone's attention to me. "Good morning," I greeted, shyly avoiding looking them in the eyes.

I teased her. “Well, you could say that this is the perk of getting my powers. I can finally fight Alura and get you back your life. I'm so happy.” She said, and I laughed. She touched her hair and frowned. Ava had this habit of smoothing her hair down whenever she was into the conversation, and I noticed the confusion in her eyes. “Oh my god, why's my hair long?” She asked and lifted the hair to her face, and I saw the further shock on her face when she saw the colour of her hair.

Ryosuke said. “It’s not over yet.” Kurai says with a serious expression. Ryosuke looked to see Cai Kang and Kurai on edge. Confused, he continues to view the scene. Nu-ying i breaks Fukuna’s grip on her hair which removes her odango bun accessories, revealing her long beautiful hair. It is surprisingly much longer than what Fukuna had expected. After removing them, Nuying is laughing. "You're done this time." Her hair starts to move on its own and it bursts into flames which becomes a richer color than her default hair color.

Her physical features were a study in subtle elegance, creating an impression of quiet strength and kindness. Clara's hair, the color of chestnuts kissed by sunlight, fell in soft waves around her shoulders. The strands glimmered with natural highlights, catching the light as she moved. She often tied her hair back in a loose ponytail, allowing a few tendrils to frame her face delicately.

"Ate Soraya, we're here!" A soft little voice whispering in my ear tickles before little hands shake my arm. Dazed, I straightened on my seat and wiped the sleep off my eyes with my knuckles. Little Anya's huge smile was contagious. It instantly brought a smile to my lips while I put the locks of her hair on the side, taking each end of the braid to her shoulders. I envied her silk black hair, yet she said she liked the curls of my ash grey more and even wished to dye her own once she reached the right age just to achieve this look. I had been asked countless questions about my hair, and when they didn't seem to believe this mess on my head was natural, I simply let them believe what they wa

", Anita stood in front of her, regarding her with a funny look. " Yes, why?", She asked confused. " Look at the mirror", Anita replied, she jutted her chin towards the mirror. " My hair!", She laughed, giving her tangled hair a toss. Her hair has returned to its curly form, bouncy and shiny. It transformed into a shoulder length wavy hair. " Thanks Anita", said Elizabeth. Anita and her made it back from the shopping mall on time, and she had to admit, she was very pleased with her purchase.