Gerard Way Blonde Hair Novels & Stories

“Watching you call Theresa an angel truly is funny, Doreen because when she was born, her hair was… Platinum blonde, and she looked exactly like one!” His emerald eyes beheld arguably one of the most adorable picture in existence - it was one of Tessa. Definitely, she wasn't up to a year, and the pure smile her tiny lips were curved into was so heart-warming. “It's nearly white.” Doreen muttered as a hand crawled to the table before his fingers brushed past the picture. “Then, Theresa's hair could easily be mistaken for white, but it's precisely platinum blonde,” Beth blurted, and Elias rolled his eyes.

They gathered around in groups chatting about the hottest gossip of the night – the woman who came with Varhen Aczen. They stared at her face. She was none other than average looking but her blonde hair gives a little confusion to everyone attending that party. Everyone knows that only the Aczen family had that blonde hair like flowing honey on their heads. From the moment Aczen built its reputation in the ancient times, all their direct descendants had blonde hair. There was a lower chance that an illegitimate child can inherit that color of hair. It was said that a member of Aczen once betrayed his wife and had an affair with their attending nurse. When the baby was born from the nurse, it

He raked his fingers in his blonde hair and shrugged. "Well, she is not the first girl into the blonde king" Kelvin teased and they both laughed. "Who is the blonde King?" Thelma inquired. She wanted to be sure that they were referring to Oscar. Kelvin rose an eyebrow and asked "Who else would it be?" "Um... " Kelvin cut in, "I know you want to call my name but sweetheart, I have a light brown hair. Okay!" he bragged. "Fool!" Dave muttered and everyone laughed.

Silent, thinking about each other's things, let our bodies speak. I looked at Gerald's face, and he is so tall and handsome as hell. My gaze rose to his hair, real blonde hair that would not be found anywhere else in this country. My face rose slightly, and I smelled Gerald's hair. Comfortable. I like anything related to this guy. I'm still researching Gerald's hair, and taking some of it in my hand, and smiling like a madman, for no apparent reason. I took my hair and compared our hair colors, so contrasting, and why am I doing this crazy thing? Am I too cute to him? Do I adore him too much? "Gerald, I want to dye my hair like yours too."

The opened before she could say a word and Ronan stepped in, looking really happy, he had his hand behind him. "How are you doing my jewel ? " He asked as he stepped behind ivy. Ivy looked at him through the mirror her expression tired and was completely different from yesterday's. "The dye in your hair is starting to fade you should wash it off anyways I love your blonde natural hair " Ronan said and Ivy frowned. Didn’t Selena have black hair? Why was Ronan saying he loved her blonde hair? she wondered. Did he know she wasn’t really Selena? "Blonde hair? " She asked confusedly.

“Thank you.” We ordered a couple of drinks, for the first time I gave Gerald a proper look. He had blonde hair that was more a sandy color and really sharp features especially the dimples when he smiled. He is really hot but I can’t stop comparing the length of his shoulders with Nathan or his height or the way there are wrinkles at the corner of his eyes when he smiles. “So are you both divorced?” Gerald asked looking nervous. I smiled softly. “Hmm... let’s not talk about that.”

I will keep it as a treasure,“ Migara replied with her eyes fixed on the young princess' ginger hair. It is no surprise that the witch wants to get her hands on Vivienne's hair. Everyone wanted to but no one except her parents touched her hair. Vivienne's ginger hair is unique and she's the only one who has that hair color among the four kingdoms. ”No. Certainly not. You can't have any fucking strand of....“ Vivienne cut Archer's sentence before he could even finish it. ”If I say yes, will you conceal my identity? Can you really make the people won't recognize me?“

Gerald plead. “Rina have brown hair, you have black. But the uncanny similarities of you and her, don’t tell me, oh goodness this can’t be happening again!” She exclaimed and faced the two-man who’s been stopping her. “Regor, Gerald, you let this happen again?” She angrily hissed. The way her attitude changed made me more confused. It’s giving me more reason to look at this to the bottom. It’s making me curious and my guts keep telling me that I should know all of this.

'Your age mates are giving me up to a thousand and you are here dropping common two hundred, you are a disgrace to the giver association. 'Give me my money back,' I quickly shoved it into my front pocket. 'Don't worry, I will manage the small change.' 'Yeah, right,' he rolled his eyes with a smile. 'Your problem is bigger than your head.' 'And yours is five,' I winked at him. He frowned, causing me to laugh. He rolled his eyes. 'Very funny, Blondie,' 'The actual color of my hair is white,' 'The original name is platinum blonde, but I don't expect you to know it, you don't have a brain.'

I am supposed to greet her in response, but, I am still incredulous enough at what my eyes see. I can't believe it, another blonde? ✧♛✧ Ms. Marise is what you might call a woman whose youth has been quite generous with her. On her face, there remain soft traces of a serene beauty that needs no extravagant touch-ups to bring out the beauty. If I didn't know Adam Arnault's life story, I could swear I was his mother. The blond hair, clear eyes, slender body, straight posture and delicate gestures are totally opposite to the brunette and slightly overweight Ms. Marie.