Jaded Braids Novels & Stories

he murmured. I turned and pecked him on the lips before he leaned closer to kiss Cara’s forehead. “What are you doing to her hair?” he asked. “I’m braiding it,” I said, looking back down. I noticed I had missed a strand and gently loosened the braid to start again. “I saw it online and thought it would look good on Cara.” Cara beamed, clearly happy, and tried to touch the braid with her fingers. “Well, it’s not bad,” Jerald muttered. “You’re doing a great job. I’m heading to the office now. I need to deal with the investment stuff today so I can finally focus on finding out who’s responsible for trying to kill my daughter.”

Mum appears in the doorway and I sigh relieved. "Because I'm trying to convince Braze that black is not an option." Jace says determined. Mum takes one glance at me and simply asks. "Do you want to wear that Braze?" "Yes" "Okay then I think it looks nice. Now go." Jace gapes and shakes his head astonished. "I swear to god no one here has a good sense of fashion." He turns to me annoyed. "I hope Brandon scolds you." He turns on his heels and goes and I mouth a "thank you" to mum.

He immediately tried getting up to stay away from the insects. He was all alone and in someplace that looked like a forest. Just trees and dirt and he got worried since he did not know how he got there. Baji looked at himself and discovered that he was in his high school uniform: a white shirt, a black and ash striped tie to match his black pants and black boots; the typical uniform for his high school back then, Bright seed academy. His white shirt was slightly dirty by the side since he had been sleeping on the dirty floor.

He jumped, surprised at the scrutiny but Linus turned away. “Jump in, we won't get another chance to swim for a while," Linus cast back over his shoulder as he pulled off his own shirt. The omega stood for a few moments; eyes caught by the bond mark marring his mate's skin. Pulling himself from his thoughts, he cast his eyes over the entire band enjoying the warm sun and cool water. Each of them sported the leather cord necklace around their neck with an iron fire pendant. Silvermist Company. It had to be their official emblem. It was the one thing Linus hadn't removed during their night together, but he didn't even seem to notice it was still on at the time.

She was wearing a daffodil blouse, showing a little bit of skin and a nice pair light blue jean trousers. For the first time since I knew her, her hair was styled in artificial braids. It fell in wine plaits all the way down to her waist level. She really looked stunning in braids. She ought to have done this a lot sooner. I was going to tell her how lovelier it made her look.

Her hands move so fast they become a blur of fingers and scarred drum sticks. "Sorry," I mumble. Everyone is staring daggers at me. Wait. Hol'up. Why is that? "Ah-ah, this is like the fifth row you messed up. What's wrong with you today?" She queries. The single ebony braid not tapered into a neat cornrow down her scalp cowlicks before her eyes. There are tiny gold rings slipped through her braids; there always are. I use to think they made her look formidable, like a warrior princess out of an epic movie.