Jude Bellingham Hair Novels & Stories

I answered him and went to a tree and sat on the ground to start combing my long and light hair. He is hard because there is no shampoo. But what can I expect when I literally just bathed in soap-free water. It took a few minutes before I finished combing my hair. I will dry my hair first before tying it up. "Ales, did you know that there are only a few immortals with that hair color?" Stefano now plays Sushi. I don't know when they came to an agreement, but that doesn't matter because the important thing is, Sushi's life is no longer threatened.

“She’s quite convincing, and I’ll take that as a compliment.” “I don’t think you’re as harmless when angry.” “You better believe it.” He laughs, pulls away and messes my hair, taking off my hair band. Naturally, I go for an attack but he captures my hand as if expecting the move. “I love your hair, so soft and curly, so why the fuck do you straighten it?” “It’s not straightened now, is it?” “No, and that’s rare.” I sigh. “Jude, my hair is the least of my problems right now.”

He was leading the way, with his back facing the rest of us. "Do you also think I'm guilty, Benji?" When he turned around, it was only then that I noticed what a wild mess of curls his hair was. I had never seen him look so shabby before. With dark circles under his eyes and muscles even thicker than before, he looked quite intimidating for a seventeen year ol--- wait! I missed his eighteenth birthday. Benji... what's the matter?" I couldn't help but brush my fingers against his jaw. No matter how intimidating he wanted to appear to his fellow warriors, he also looked like he badly needed a hug.

She is a respectable woman and very naive. This time her vision was clear enough. Bella is sure that Jullius is 190 cm tall. His body was very muscular with tan skin that was shiny with sweat. Even though it was still covered by a shirt, Bella was sure that his body would be sculpted beautifully. He saw Jullius step into the bathroom. The door is not closed. Bella could hear the sound of gurgling water from the shower being turned on.

She watches the way his jaws thicken and observes his sight on her lips. She recognized him to be Jude Bellingham, the heir to Bellingham corporations and also the young, famous, and influential dancer. He looks more muscular than a normal high schooler but is indeed an epitome of ethereal handsomeness. Slowly, her bad mood was erased and superseded with admiration.

Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and she was wearing an oversized sweatshirt that I was pretty sure used to belong to me. "Hey, sweetheart. It's late. Why aren't you sleeping?" "Because I'm nineteen and I do what I want." She grinned then tilted the phone. "Look who's here." Jude appeared beside her, half his face hidden by a pillow. His hair was longer than the last time I had seen him and it was curling over his forehead, almost touching his eyebrows. He looked like his mother. He always had. "Dad," he said flatly. "Jude. You look thrilled to see me."

he said, “what do you take us for? I see you finally got a hair cut.” The boy blushed and shook his head lightly causing his hair to flip. “Y-yeah, Jedidiah insisted.” It was true that when the boys went on a hair dying spree they had Luca get his hair trimmed up. It wasn’t too much shorter but at least now it was out of his eyes and easier to maintain.

he announced proudly, shaking his hair from side to side unable to contain his excitement. I stared at him then gasped. “Oh my goodness… who is this handsome young man?” Billy puffed out his chest instantly. “I know, right?” Rebecca burst into laughter behind me while Bianca the hairstylist covered her mouth, clearly amused. Billy gave me a proud little twirl, nearly losing his balance halfway through. “They said I look cool now!” I bent down, pretending to inspect him seriously. Bianca had trimmed away most of his shaggy hair, replacing it with a neat, short cut that framed his adorable face perfectly. Without the wild mess of hair hiding him, his bright eyes seemed bigger, his smile more c

Amarachi stared at Jordan, jaws dropped once his cap was gone. His hair was plaited. "You braided your hair!"She suddenly exclaimed. Jordan nodded with a chortle. His entire hair wasn't plaited just the frontals. It was braided, Bob Marley style, and left to fall whilst the other unbraided part was packed. The cap made it hard for her to notice it but now she did and Jordan looked so breathtaking.

While saying so, she was combing her hair toward the back of her head. Jordan smiled and said, “Tinker Bell has blonde hair, and it’s permed, so it’s impossible for you to look like Tinker Bell no matter how much you try to comb it.” “What?!” Naomi’s little hand, which was holding the comb, froze. Then, she shook her head. “No, no, I don’t want that!” Jordan was a little dumbfounded. “What’s wrong, Naomi? Don’t you want to look like Tinker Bell?”