Gaya Rambut Xin Novels & Stories

FREYA'S POV: After hours of battling with my curls with various detangling instruments, we’re finally able to get a sleek bun and curled edges. Xena places a butterfly hairpin as a final touch and falls back onto her bed, sighing from exhaustion. “Finally.” She exhales I take a look at the finished results. It's giving everything I need and more. On my face is a very mild undertoned makeup that enhances my milky skin and then cherry pink lip tint with a glossy finish. I’m impressed by how good I look.

Yet… there was a strange thrill I couldn’t name. Afsana picked up a curling iron and waved it threateningly. “Chin up! Don’t sulk like that or the waves won’t hold!” Liya handed me a brush. “We’ll make your hair dance without stealing your fire.” Gaya leaned in close, whispering, “Remember, Asa, everyone will notice your eyes. The ruby ones. Hold yourself. Don’t let fear show. They might try to test you, but you… you will survive.”

Baby Robbie reached out and gave Mommy a hug, asking her secretly, “Why is Daddy so anxious over you?” Angeline laughed but did not respond. Her gaze fell on Baby Robbie's new hairstyle. It was a bobbed hairstyle that was slightly curled, and his bangs were tied on top of his head with a hair tie. It was an extremely gender-neutral hairstyle. Nevertheless, with this hairstyle, Baby Robbie's face looked even more enchanting now. His alluring eyes had the power to make others go crazy, and his smile was equally dazzling. However, he sometimes had a chilly temperament while his fashion was manly and rugged.

” Ashton ponders, rubbing his nose on my jaw. ”I think that could work” I reply and inhale his scent. ”Babe, I really, REALLY like your hair like this, it’s like a lion’s mane. Please let it grow” I mutter and kiss his head. Ashton lifts his head and grins at me. ”A lion’s mane?” He chuckles. ”Yeah, it’s sticking in every direction, and it seems like you have a bit of a wave to it. I love it” I smile at him and rake my fingers through the white silky hair.

It was a stark contrast to Min’s own skin. And the hair. Jun’s curls were a chaotic halo, textured and soft. As Min walked, the movement caused the curls to bounce slightly. They looked diaphanous, as light as gossamer threads, framing features that were classic and elegant. Min faltered. Just for a second.

I needed to distract Xerxes. Hair. "I sorry," the red head said. "Oh, it's okay. I'll live," I said. Wait, hair. I reached my hand to pull at my hair strands. I do not understand. How was my hair supposed to get all of us out? I bit my lip as I tried to figure it out. Trying not to watch the two men, observe one another's bodies. Hair…a connection, right? I groaned at myself. "Just do your stupid mind trick and I will do the rest," I said sassily to myself, walking towards the vanity to take out a shirt and wrap it around my arm.

she smiled uncomfortably. “I can show you a high end wig which will cost 10 times more than the regular stock, but it guaranteed to clean and it is easy to manage as long as you don’t treat it with chemicals” “Let’s have a look” “Also, I only have limited stock. I have a blonde one and brunette one that is waist long; then there is a slightly off shoulder length Brown and blonde” “None in Black?” “No ma’am. Black is very popular and we only have received 2 so far at this store; Also as a suggestion, if you want to look totally different you should try the waist long hair”