Hair Manga Novels & Stories

Zeve’s eyes started glowing and turned to golden from hazel. Ria. She sprinted towards Hikari at an invisible speed and reached out to grab his sword. She grabbed the air. Hikari emerged behind her with his wolf glaring at her. She turned with a jolt. His sword sliced through the ribbon, holding her hair together as she sidestepped, avoiding his blade to meet her skin. She twirled with her scattered hair, hugging her body. “What a pain!” She snarled, heaving. She lunged at Hikari, attacking his legs. He jumped in the air.

she complimented. Jucel had a cute face with her silver luscious hair reaching past her knees. But after the encounter with the Black Shaol, her hair became uneven, with some melted by the poison itself. Some of the strands reached her rear while some were left past her knees. And so, Marjien decided to make a full make over with Jucel's long hair.

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

, she adjusted her big round glasses on her nose bridge and stared at me shockingly. "Yes, I am serious Hina. You don't know how beautiful you are..just get up once.", I told her and she frowned in confusion. I made her stand up and pushed her before the mirror. "Ma'am what are you doing?" "Just wait and watch what I am gonna do to you.", I said standing behind her. First I removed her ponytail and made her hair sprawl freely on her back. "You have amazing silky hair Hina, why do you always tie them up? Just leave them free..see how shiny and long hair you have..", I said curling the bottoms of her hair.

"Nice hair color you've got." Xue Mei immediately touches her hair, which is dyed with blonde, pink, and light blue. She looks just like Harley Quinn, except for the Asian version. Blushed a bit, she runs behind Risa. Hiding. She didn't even look at the man who talks to her. "T-Thank you for your compliment." Risa, who is also embarrassed by Xue Mei, pinches her arm a bit. "See... I told you, your hair color is so weird."

I sink in with a soft groan, letting my sore muscles relax. After a good soak and scrub, I quickly dry off and work a brush through my wet hair. My hair is… wild—a massive wavy multi-color mess. Red, blonde, brown, black, even golden strains blended to cascade down to the middle of my back and 100% my natural hair. It reminds me of the autumn season when the leaves change from their summer brilliance to their cozy fall colors. I run my fingers through them with some hair product and let it dry naturally.

Nanako looked at Jasmine’s slightly wet hair before she said, “Miss Moore, your hair looks very healthy. It is truly black and shiny, and you have a very thick hair volume. I wonder, how do you usually maintain your hair?” Jasmine smiled slightly before she said, “I usually use a type of ginger shampoo, which provides a hair growth effect. If I use it together with a nourishing hair mask, I can ensure that my hair quality is maintained. However, I think the shampoo brand that I am using might not be available in Japan. I will send some of it over to you when I return to Oskia.” Nanako replied excitedly, “Oh! Thank you so much, Miss Moore!”

"Now, let's work on your hair and makeup." Maya seems like a master at hair and makeup, and I trust her completely. She starts by brushing out my damp hair, untangling the knots with ease. Then, she applies a light serum to my ends, keeping them soft and silky. She braids my hair in a loose, messy style, allowing some strands to frame my face.

They worked in silence, the only sound the gentle rustling of hair against fabric and the occasional splash of water. Once her hair was thoroughly detangled, the maids began the delicate process of fixing it. They wove the strands together, creating an intricate ombre effect that blended seamlessly from dark ebony at the roots to a soft, silvery white at the tips. The final touch was a loose braid that hung down her back, its ends tied with a simple ribbon. The effect was stunning—her hair seemed to shimmer with its own inner light, complementing her pale skin and accentuating the sharp angles of her face.

he asked sarcastically. I carefully looked at his hair, which was very different. He had quite a unique haircut that was styled into a high ponytail that extended down his back. The sides of his head were shaved, with a sharp, defined line running parallel to the shaved area, giving a clean, edgy contrast to the longer hair on top.