Gacha Club Hair Novels & Stories

"Good. Once you're down there, just remember whatever tips you get, the owner gets twenty percent for your cover. Make sure you have it out and ready because he hates waiting for you to count your money down. Whatever else you make is yours." My heart pounded when she grabbed the styling tool and started to curl my hair. I stared at myself in the mirror, taking in my wide eyes and the drawn expression I couldn't seem to wipe off my face. Oh my god, was this a sex club? Had Rashid brought me to a fucking sex club?

He drew in a harsh breath and let it out. "I can only help as much as I can. The rest, I can only pray for both of you," he said, sounding weary. Haisley smiled and nodded. "Thanks, G," she said, and wrapped her tiny arms around Gilbert's large waist. "By the way, did your new hairstyle end up in the drain?" she teased again. Gilbert snorted and tousled Haisley's hair again. "It's a Naruto cosplay. It's all the rage these days," Gilbert replied, annoyed. Haisley chuckled again. "Should we go straight to the house or have lunch first?"

I could tell my hair had drastically grown. “Your hair is so thick and healthy. What ingredients does my Queen use?" "Nothing really. I've just had this type of hair since childhood.” “Honestly it's so rare to work on people with your hair type around here. This must mean luck for my business. I'm so grateful," the stylist said. We spent a few minutes inside and then finished the moment Zion arrived. He had a fresh haircut and looked like he was some male lead in some reality show. “Babe you look beautiful," he said, smiling at me before I complimented him back.

“The transport is here. They’re wearing the crest of the Crescent Moon. But there’s another scent on them. Something… cold.” I felt a chill run down my spine. Cold. I finished the suture, the "Silver Rot" plague finally neutralized in the patient before me. I peeled off my surgical gloves and turned to the mirror. The woman staring back was a stranger to the girl who had been kicked into the mud five years ago. My hair, once a dull brown, had turned into a shimmering cascade of moonlight silver—the true mark of the Lunar Bride. My eyes were no longer wide and pleading; they were sharp, calculating, and framed by a mask of black lace that I never took off in public.

' 'No wonder she needs to make her assistant look plain. 'Even if you look like a doll, you cannot compare to a literal fairy, like Lia.' After finishing Cecilia's makeup look, she fixed Cecilia's hair. Her curly auburn hair was long and healthy, reaching Cecilia's waist. "What style do you like for your hair?" Cecilia took a bedazzled purple barrette clip from her purse and passed it to Sheila. "Maybe just a half-up, half-down hairstyle. And can you use this clip?"

“Mhmm! I want the same as Yoshi!” “From the cartoon? I told you Yoshi isn’t real.” “He is!” “Then how about my hair?” Jack piped in, twirling his strands around his fingers. “I can’t even see through these things.” “Sure, you can’t.” She rolled her eyes, “You too Jack. C’mon.” She clutched his shirt in her hands, tugging him along as she began to head for the room. “I’ll give you both the ‘Yoshi’ cut.”

The woman is smoking hot. She was dressed in what can be termed 'the skimpiest gown' in Naturiah standard, but the very normal gown in the non-changeling world. The gown stopped two inches above her knees, showing off a bit of that white creamy skin of her thighs that has every male either licking their lips, swallowing tightly, or whistling under their breaths in reverence. Sexy legs in a high heel—a rarity in Naturiah—walked elegantly inside the club and a wild blonde hair like scourging fire rested behind her back which made most of their hands itch to touch that untamable mass of hair.

'So so brutal', Wyla wiped her non-existent tears from her eyes. 'Tell me about it', Myla clutched her chest. "That's….I'm not a hedgehog! My hair isn't bad!", She simmered. "Yes Chris, are you jealous of her luscious hair?", Tiana sniffled, angry on Myla's behalf. Chris burst out laughing. Myla held back a squeal at the sight. "What do any of you know about hair?! I'm the one that does your hair Tiana, left to you, you'd also look like a hedgehog!", Chris bellowed.

“I wish I had seen the leather get up you wore clubbing.” She gave him a sideways shove with her hip and laughed. “I will send you a photo. Darya has a friend who does movie costumes and she was who got us ready.” He reached up and touched her curls. “I don’t know how I would feel if these were gone. I love the wildness of your hair. I constantly think of clutching it in my fists while I kiss you.” She giggled at his words. “Straightening my hair is a lot of work. The curls are not going anywhere.”

She looked really cute. "What did you do to your hair?" Geovanni asked pulling one of Royalty's curls "I cut it back natural." Royalty answered shyly "Is it that bad?" "No." Cristiano said pulling a curl too "It's really cute. It suits you too." Fel blushed a little. Jianan appeared with his hands filled with files. "You cut your hair?!" he exclaimed dropping the files and going over to Royalty "Why?" "I wanted my hair back natural." Royalty replied