Harley Quinn Black Hair 소설 & 이야기

"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'm beginning to think that you are a lesbian" "Bella just leave__". "Good morning class". I looked up to see I was interrupted by Harley Worth, remember her? The girl who almost ran me over. She sat on the teacher desk facing us. "Whats Harley Quinn up to?". Bella whispered. I snickered at that name. Harlequin. I don't blame Bella for calling Harley that because its true. Harley Worth is the perfect definition of hot, cool, sexy and crazy. She has outrageously shining glossy blonde which she dyed pink last summer.

Her gaze became incredibly serious as she continued whispering to Roselle. "It is said that all werewolf 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 Tina and Roselle immediately frown. The emperor, the crown prince and the princess all had a sapphire blue eyes and blond hair. Now that Roselle thought about it, she had yet to see a werewolf with raven black hair and moon-like grey eyes except Romeo. Even within the crowd of Werewolves who were at the imperial palace, she never saw anyone with black hair except her husband.

"Wow, you look so... so different. What happened to the blonde highlights?" "Prison happened, Rae. I just got out today after spending two fucking years in there. My natural color came back when I shaved my head." "Oh, so you just got out, huh? Does that mean you're looking for something?" She attempts to be cute by pouting her lips and flicking her fake lashes in my direction. She isn't, though. Harley's eyelashes are completely real, just like the rest of her body, and that's all I can think about. Not Rae. She starts fucking dragging me by my wrist without saying anything. Everyone is preoccupied with their own conversations and isn't even paying us any attention as we sneak to the back.

The alpha has salt and pepper hair, and silvery-grey eyes, while the luna’s hair still has some raven-black strands mixed in with white. I take in a long breath and pray to the Moon for courage. It isn’t very often any pack will attempt to make a truce with another.

Quin whispers, and immediately, the atmosphere in the room changes. The aura is of Royal descent, and I know it's the moon goddess who has taken over. "Thank you," she replies, and just like that, the aura, diminishes, and Quin is back. "Is that who I think it is?" Ares asks. "Yes, I think it was," I comment. I then notice something different. Quin's hair is a different color shade. It was platinum, but now it's black, and I mean full hair black with just strands of platinum. What the heck happened whilst she was away?

She asked, staring at Veronica’s hair. “What… What color is your hair?” She asked, with a shaky voice. “Black.” Veronica answered, wondering why she asked when it was obviously black. “No, I mean, is this the original color?” She asked further, and Veronica remained silent, not sure if it was going to be a good thing to tell her the truth. “I promise, nothing is going to happen to you. I just want to confirm something. I give you my words as the Luna of this pack.” After a little hesitation, Veronica finally answered, “NO. The original color is silver. I dyed it black myself.” She revealed, slowly.

Her words startled Grey. "This color, it's not your natural hair color?" Grey asked, surprised. Keyara shook her head slowly. "Someone I know suggested that I dye my hair to improve my mood," Keyara said, remembering that the suggestion came from Ares. "Well, what's your natural hair color then?" Grey asked, his heart pounding anxiously. "Black," Keyara answered, unaware of the strange change in Grey's expression behind her back. Grey could feel his hands trembling as he tied Keyara's hair. Black, she said, this girl's hair color is black. Grey couldn't stop his racing heartbeat.

That wasn’t something the Maria Hatzi feared across worlds would do. But then again, that Maria wouldn’t also be seen in a cell. She needed to get out of here fast. “Your hair.” The voice boomed, the darkness somehow making it sound ten times more ominous than it should have been. “It was red.” “It still is.” Then this time, unable to stop herself, she picked a lock of her hair and stared at it, terror gliding up her spine when she saw the curly black streak in her hand. Her hair was turning black!

He’s been my little wingman through all of this. I scan the crowd again and spot the red and black. Of course Alice is Harley Quinn. I smile to myself as I walk over and look her up and down. She’s got on the classic Harley costume. Not the new one from Suicide Squad, but the black and red jester outfit that hugs her lush full curves in all the right places and makes my mouth water. Her hair is down, and the dark curls frame her face. She’s not wearing her glasses, and her eye makeup is heavy. She looks like a nerd's wet dream, and I’m having a hard time walking a straight line to her.