Gerard Way Blonde Hair Novels & Stories

Fixing her curled blonde hair, Gina walked closer to Jacques with a smile brightening her brown eyes. "About that, Linny..." she halted her steps realizing she was getting too close to Jacques. "Gerard told me he'd buy me a handbag if I take care of you. I have a lot of assignments to finish. Professor Brown is not making it easy. I have to attend classes or else..." she sighed. "Linny... if Gerard asks you, tell him that I took care of you, alright? You can manage alone, right? You are always strong and I don't know how you handle it all. You're amazing. I am not even a tenth as strong as you. And-"

It helped that his blonde hair would reflect light as if it were glowing. The second one, looked rather cold and distant, his eyes calculating and his lips form in a frown. The last one had an easy smile, quite genuine in the likes of it while his hair was cut short and quite dashing. As much as Evy makes fun of their hair, she cannot deny their great genes. They’ve been blessed well by their ancestors. “Older Brother Gerald. I apologize. A lot of men were crowding me before. I tried to make excuses and even walked away but wherever I go, they would follow so I got lost easily. It’s was fortunate that I saw Lady Evy.”

I didn't like it at all. “Who’s the blonde?” “Which one?” I pointedly ignored the obvious. Drinking from the bottle in my hands was doing nothing to calm the rage I could feel bubbling up. “There are lots of blondes here.” Gio turned his head towards me. “Curly hair, curves to die for.” He pointed. Keeley caught us staring at her and her face flamed with embarrassment when she saw him point. “That one right there. With the pouty lips that would look great…”

Her mouth fell open and she immediately shook her head. “No?” She laughed awkwardly. “Oh, you mean Ariel? That’s not true. Ariel is blonde. She didn’t like her hair color, you know. She liked mine instead so she asked her Mommy to dye it for her. It’s no big deal. Ginger looks pretty on her.” “Really?” “Of course. I have seen so many kids dye their hair so it would be ginger like mine. Ariel is no different.” “You must love her a lot. To have her on your wall screen.”

I asked nervously pinching the ends of my red shirt. Gertrude moves her hands away and takes a step back to scan her eyes over features. "A good different. You look even prettier Arabella." She admits with a smile lining her face and lighting her once shocked features. Then her brows joined into a frown. "Have your mother seen your new haircut?" Gertrude knew about the whole long hair is more beautiful thing. She was there when mother demanded that I let my hair grow since apparently, short hair made me look like a boy and was very ugly.

"I saw someone that looks like Astrid. But she is completely different from her. I want you to find out if there are any blondes here." "Why? Astrid's hair color is quite unique. I don't think there will be anyone who would have her greyish type of blonde," Gilbert casually said but Rowan took his statement seriously. Astrid does have a different shade of blonde, the kind that her kidnapper would want to hide. Rowan's eyes lit up with realization as he connected his assumptions together. ‘There is a possibility of Astrid cutting and dying her hair.' he mumbled in his mind, growing pissed that someone dared to change the looks of his wife just to match their standards.

“I can't believe you got me to change my hair colour with you guys, Caroline.” “Oh, come on, Neralda, we look so good. Just look in the mirror. This is unique; only three of us have this hair colour. No other person in the pack has it. A tint of gold and ginger red colour. It's absolutely beautiful. Don't you think so, Diane?” “I say we look amazing, Neralda. I totally agree with her.” “We need pictures. Let's take selfies.” We took selfies in different spots and different postures afterwards as we enjoyed every moment of our new hair.

She paused for a second, unsure of what to do before she instantly grabbed a strand of hair that cascaded on her shoulders, staring at it, hoping to confirm or dispel Leonardo's words. Brunette. Hayley's golden yellow hair stared right back at her as she brought it before her face. Confusion engraved Hayley's expression as she looked at her hair, still in disbelief. Brunette meant brown-haired, right? But Hers was blonde. Yellow. There's a huge difference. Leonardo couldn't have mixed up his words, could he? Even if he had, he wouldn't dare to taunt her in this situation?... Hold up... Did that mean? Had his plan actually worked?!

Too bad the male would die, but to achieve greatness, there was always a sacrifice. Gerard stepped closer to the sleeping female and ran a hand along her brow, then across her head, enjoying the silky texture of her rich auburn hair. It hung in sweeping waves over her shoulders. He tilted his head to the side, imagining how her hair would curl when shortened. Her small pixie face would be even more enchanting. He'd have it cut.

While Gerard’s good look was dark - with black hair, black eyes, and slightly tanned skin, this man was the opposite. He had fair skin, light blonde hair reaching his nape, and eyes as blue as the sky. His tall, slender, and toned body was wrapped in a beige-tailored three-piece suit while Gerard wore his signature black. They both had strong facial features, but somehow this man gave off a more feminine vibe. And a soft smile had never disappeared from his face. Gerard stood up as the man walked elegantly toward him. He held out his hand for a handshake, “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Huxley.” His voice was deep and magnetic, making even William’s heart, as a man, tremble slightly