Harley Quinn Black Hair นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her gaze became incredibly serious as she continued whispering to Julie. "It is said that all Alien royal family in the past since the beginning of time has that distinct feature of having raven black hair and their eyes are the colour of the cold grey moon." Said Gina and Julie immediately frown. The emperor, the crown prince and the princess all had a sapphire blue eyes and blond hair. Now that Julie thought about it, she had yet to see a Alien with raven black hair and moon-like grey eyes except Alex. Even within the crowd of Alien who were at the imperial palace, she never saw anyone with black hair except her husband.

Harley "He looks like us, doesn't he?" I whisper to Justice as we sit on the screened-in back porch at Grandma and Gramps' house. "He does," she coos. "Those eyes and the set of his chin are one-hundred percent Walker. His little wisp of blonde hair. Are you going to let yours go back to blonde?" She asks, lifting up a lock of my still-dark hair. "I don't know, I kinda like it. Not that I want to be different than you, but it sets us apart."

Caleb: In stark contrast, Caleb embodied the allure of the star-studded night sky—an enigmatic canvas of mystery and passion. His raven-black hair cascaded like the night itself, untamed and flowing with an undercurrent of rebellious energy. His eyes, an intense shade of dark gray, sparkled with the intensity of distant constellations, promising a journey into uncharted territories.

They came from one prominent figure; a gorgeous lady who radiated an aura both immensely regal and all the while, unsettling to bone-chilling degrees. Her hair, the shade of shadow, was worn in an exquisitely crafted spiraling braid, ending at the back of her head. At the front was a petite black woman's hat, barely distinguishable from her hair as dark as the night itself. The front of the little hat rolled with a black beaded, mesh veil with only just covered the bottom of her cold, black and calculating eyes. Such dark hair, eyes, and clothes; such dark and distinguished features contrasted so distinctly against her skin, - as white as bone. Even as a royal… and among nobles of Raven Harp

I was so used to just pulling up and having everything already set up that I had no idea how much work actually went into organizing these things. Harley was well dressed for the occasion, as always. Her hair was up in a sleek ponytail to show off the massive gold hoops hanging from her ears. The black jeans she wore were skin tight and ripped up her thighs, and she’d paired them with over the knee black leather boots with gold zippers up the side. The heels were even higher than the pumps she’d had on last weekend when she drove her shoe through the back of one of the goon’s hands who’d tried to pulverize me.

I couldn’t neglect this till my hair turned white– A knock from the other side of the door broke my chain of thought. I quickly applied the rest of the dye when I heard Jessica call out to me. “A moment, please,” I stated. When Inara surfaced after the birth of the kids, she shed light on some dark spots in my life, including my hair. Alpha Tristan was the only person in the Black Fur pack who had seen my natural hair and he did by accident. Jessica and Hazel knew me to be a black haired woman and that wasn’t about to change today.

And here I am, hiding behind a f*cking trash can. "Well hello Mr Detective sir, how may I help you," My eyes widened, someone noticed me? I turned around to see who it is, I'm even more shock. She's the girl that I'm looking for! Her hair really is the color of a rainbow, and the school allowed such bizarre things like this? I tried my best to calm down. Her eyes were really blue, her skin.... She looks like harley quinn except for her blue eyes. "Nice meeting you miss?" Hera.

Harley, my childhood friend whom we basically shared everything together stood in front of me with a beaming smile, her brunette hair bounced in silky waves, it was one of the many things I envied about her. My platinum blonde hair was something I didn’t enjoy having, it was weird that in a town of over twenty thousand people I was the only one that had a striking shade of white for a hair and so I did the only thing that would make me normal, I dyed my blonde hair black. Now that I mentioned it, it was about time I covered up my roots the white as peeking out in small strands.

The black hair is really sparkling. A tip: Andrea mother changed her hair color when she was three years of age because the champagne coloured gold hair is the trait of her origin, so a little magic helped in concealing her hair color, Andrea herself has no idea, since she can't recollect anything that transpired when she was three. All along her black hair has this kind of sparkling tint to it. To her it one of the perks of being beautiful she hasn't given it much of a thought either. She dropped the comb and braided the middle hair letting the remains fall on her shoulders, satisfied with her appearance, she applied a light pink tint lipstick and headed to the wardrobe.

Became distant and cold towards everyone, like one day he decided he was above them all. The only thing about him that made him somewhat relatable to the pack was his black hair. It was commonplace in the pack and just like the colour her mother dyed theirs to match. Cassy didn’t like her black hair. No matter what special ingredients her mother used, it was matte and dull unlike her natural rich copper locks, but on Alpha Jason, the black was deep and commanding standing vivid against pale skin. Feeling the weight of scrutiny about to descend, she was glad her mother had touched up her roots with her special serum the night before.