Frank Ocean Bleached Hair Novels & Stories

"There is one at the back, I'll take you there once we return." "Really? How come I am just finding out?" She pouted. "Won't you swim with me? The water is super refreshing." Agnella screamed out again as she played with the water. Alpha Draven sat on a rock and watched as she swam back and forth with her white hair fully revealing itself. She looked so beautiful in it. She had asked for a dye a long time ago and he had ordered for one to be given to her, she dyed her hair black but didn't dye all parts, thereby hiding its natural color.

Mark added as we began the long drive back to Otterville Falls. “Are you kidding me?” I knew he was just saying that to get my goat. But I couldn’t help but remember the strange man’s office. “He had three inches of dark roots!” Mark grinned at me. “Maybe he’s looking for a new stylist.? They can be hard to find, a lot like an OB-GYN.” I snorted. “His hair was shoulder length, half of it was bleach blonde and the other half almost black. He had a life size cut out of his son who was in college and he sang while he walked.”

I added. Rui frowned. "Bleach for what? The bathroom?" I shook my head. "For hair."

Then, with Lily's help I was able to bleach my silky brunette hair, to a new dirty blonde colour. After the hair makeover, we stood in front of the big mirror in the bathroom's open area, turning and changing poses as we admired our new look. It's not as good as plastic surgery, but I'm sure we'd be able to fool a lot of people with this new look. Only someone who looked very closely enough would be able to tell that we're the same people in the wanted posters. I can't wait to see the look on Drax's face when he sees us for the first time with our new hair.

“I thought maybe if Cyprus saw me with hair like yours, he’d like me more. First, I did for Henry, then I did it for Cyprus. How sad is that?” Flora’s eyes widened in surprise as she stared at the lock of hair Olivia held up. She had never seen Olivia’s natural blonde hair for long, only in the brief periods between dye jobs. She hadn’t even thought twice about Olivia’s hair color, assuming it was just another fashion choice. But now, seeing the truth behind it—the desperate attempt to mimic her own appearance—it made her heart ache for Olivia.

“Don’t move. Let it burn you properly.” Azxel held still, his eyes half lidded with pleasure. When the time was right, Sky rinsed it out harshly. He gripped Azxel by the back of the neck and pushed his head under the faucet, washing out the bleach from his hair roughly, the water splashing against the sink and Azxel’s face. But Sky’s voice stayed soft. “Hold still, baby. I’m washing you. That’s it.” When he finished drying Azxel’s hair, Sky tilted his head, admiring the new burnt blonde shade and the few scattered streaks of pink.

I made up for my insistence on abstaining by washing her hair. I’d noticed that with each washing, the boxed color was fading more and more. However, the color it was changing to, was not her original pale blonde. “Your hair is changing,” I commented. She nodded, “I noticed the color was fading, but it isn’t coming back blonde.” I kissed her freshly washed scalp. “You’re becoming that silver-haired beauty from Vell’s childhood.” She squirmed and wiggled and twisted so she was facing me, testing the limits of my abstinence.

I looked a lot better this morning, the swelling was completely gone and so were the small cuts against my face. Lifting the shirt to the side I realized the bruising against my ribs were gone too. Smiling softly at this revelation I again looked up at my appearance in the mirror before picking up the toothbrush in front of me, I immediately felt stronger just from eating that sand which but I would be damned if I ever consumed human blood, who the hell did Groban think he was to tell me I had to drink it. I got a whiff of my hair as I turned my head and it still smelt of strawberries, my black long hair looked so shiny and felt so soft, what was in this shampoo, I thought as I picked up the

"You appeared so serene as you floated there, and I was compelled to determine whether I could elicit your response." I rolled my eyes, though a playful smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "Well, if you intended to get me into the water, you've certainly succeeded," I said, splashing him lightly, water droplets sparkling in the sunlight. "Though I must admit, I've always harboured a slight fear of sharks when swimming in the open ocean. It's a lingering concern that adds a touch of thrill, but a thrill I could do without." Frank's expression shifted, a mischievous glint appearing in his eyes as he raised an eyebrow. "Sharks?" he chuckled, his voice laced with playful reassurance. "Don't

The scream that left my lips was bloodcurdling. I stare at my reflection in horror and almost have the urge to cry. My hair is no longer a fair shade of strawberry blonde but a creamy chocolate brown, my natural hair colour. Oh, shit, shit, shit! I grabbed my bottle of shampoo and dumped its contents into the sink; it wasn’t shampoo. It was bleach. Fuck! How did bleach get in here? Someone must have poured bleach into this bottle, and Kiara was the only one in the room. My blood boiled in such a way that I was certain my skin was turning a bright shade of red. I storm out of the bathroom, but I am met by no one in our room.