Inuyasha Hair Novels & Stories

She had no clue. The girl had long black hair that was tied up neatly in a bun above her head. Most men with long hair had manbuns in this world. She was also very tall for a girl. Yuna wouldn’t have known that the boy was actually a girl if she hadn’t caught her taking off her clothes. Her disguise was perfect. It was better than her own disguise. Hopefully she won’t be too angry that she found out her secret, right?

I am coming my love, I am coming for you. I call in the servants and ask them to help me cut my hairs. Like I said, it’s been so long since I had a decent haircut. As the boy cuts my hairs, I notice the dark black strands that bounce off my shoulder and finally land on the ground. Catty was right, I had the same hair colour as hers. Raven black. I whisper smiling.

he murmured. "Mmm. Really." Sasha had thought that he would immediately start removing her clothes, but he didn’t. Instead, his hand went to the band which was tied tightly around her plaited hair, and he pulled it free. Unraveled the emerald velvet ribbon woven into the strands until her hair hung in crude ringlets around her face. "Shake your head," he whispered. She did as he asked and her hair erupted and casaded around her shoulders. "You’re my fantasy come to life, Sasha. Do you know that?"

she asked and Aurora shook her head in response then Xalia smiled. “Let’s get you dressed.” ~ Aurora stared at herself in the car mirror as she ran her hand through her hair. They didn't have enough time to get her ready because Xalia was running late. Aurora had finished fixing her hair and was about to relax in her seat when she noticed something odd about her hair. There were a few blonde strands. Her hair isn't blonde, she has brown hair. She furrowed her brows as she realized the strands were many, but they weren't so obvious yet.

Her expression was a carefully composed mask, waiting for it. "W…what happened to your hair?" I finally managed, the words clumsy. My eyes traced the impossible transformation. Her rich, dark hair was now starkly parted. One side remained its familiar deep brown, but the other… the other was a cascade of pure, shimmering silver, as if moonlight had been woven directly into the strands. The division was severe, beautiful, and utterly unnatural.

Facing Nori's back, seeing the head of platinum blonde hair, Ryu's heart calmed and he started to fuck Nori. It was slow, the way Nori could take. Any faster and Nori would start to cry. Ryu didn't want to care but seeing that hair colour and hairstyle, he couldn't bear to hurt him so he endured and went with it.

That was hard to discern. Misa, the maiden, pushed open the door and entered. Her lustrous black hair was stylishly tied up with an intricate bun. On her head, she wore a translucent hairpin adorned with a flower, with a clear string hanging from it. Her face was fair, her lips delicate, and her smile gentle. Her facial features exuded intelligence and purity, devoid of the mundane world's impurities. She exuded a tranquil and refined aura as she stood there, elegant and dignified.

Kanda, on the other hand, chooses different gear this time and seems lighter. “Why aren’t you wearing your gear?” “They said I might be able to shift this fight.” “Oh. Right.” “You should really do something with your hair,” she says, walking up to me. “My hair?” She nods. “It’s long and easy to take advantage of.” “You think so?” She sits behind me and starts braiding it into one long braid. “Try this,” she says. “Thank you. It feels much lighter.” She nods with a smile. “You have very beautiful hair.”

Iori asked gesturing to her black and white leggings and shirt and his matching set. Kurosaki-san had insisted on that one. Jun thought it looked great. On Iori of course, with the off-shoulder shirt and her hair in a ponytail. she looked both cute and badass at the same time. Jun was pretty sure that he was in love with her hair by now. Those long dark locks that slide like silk over her body. They made her look like of those goddesses from the ancient paintings he saw once when he was traveling in Europe. Snapping himself out of his thoughts, he shook his head slightly wondering why he was so fixated on the woman's hair. It came up to haunt him whenever he was alone with his thoughts begin

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.