Maki Hair Down Novels & Stories

The young girl of about 5 years sat still on the wooden chair as the woman's finger walked around her thick afro hair. Cutting some hair apart, she braided them downwards and let the dark braids fall on the girl's neck. She was making a popular hairstyle"All Back". She cut out another part of the young girl's hair and swiftly but carefully braided the hair downwards. Her fingers were strong yet soft on the young girl's scalp which made her very comfortable with having her mother make her hair.

Nikki said and tapped the table. Mavy got up and sat where I had. It’s my turn to find something to do while Nikki works on Mavy. When she’s done, she looks beautiful. Mavy knew she looked good and carried herself with confidence. Mavy’s heels looked like they could kill a man and the slit on her dress ran dangerously high. Her hair is up in a tight elegant bun and her dress leaves very little to the imagination. Her chest is even more exposed than mine, the the dip in her dress cuts down just above her belly button. Nikki had her own makeup and hair done in no time. Her dress and makeup is fierce and confident and I love it.

Conservative enough for a restaurant, dangerous enough for Gabriel Ross. This was the one. I kept my hair down. I'd washed it that afternoon and let it dry naturally into loose, soft waves that fell past my shoulders. No pins, no clips, no elaborate updo. Just hair that looked like it could be gathered into a fist, and I was going to pretend I hadn't thought about that when I made the decision.

I had finally abandoned my winter foundation last week and stashed it back in the drawer. As I prepare, I play some soft music and meticulously straighten each section of my hair, aiming for a sleek look. Then, I gather the front strands and tuck them back under my hairline to create the illusion of slicked-back hair. A touch of light makeup enhances my features and reduces my pale appearance.

Ma said. "K ma" .......... "Arvi get up" Priya said. "Five minutes" I said. "You idiot get up it's your reception party" Kushi said and they both started giggling. I pouted at them and went into the washroom. I took a shower and came out wearing a bathrobe. The stylist started with my hair and put my hair in a low bun with few strands of hair left loosely in front and then she started with my makeup. My makeup is not heavy it was simple and elegant.

I stand in front of the mirror and green eyes stare back at me. I put products in my hair before I blow dry it, I am still not sure if I should leave my hair down or put it up. I decide to do both, half up and half down. I have long wavy red hair. I put my hair in two sections, up and down. I pack half of my hair up, I am going to style it later. I straighten the down part of my hair. Then I decide to style the up section into a braided crown.

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.

Maki looked away and said, "In that case, let's share it together. Give me a sec. Maki took a gulp of the herbal tea and brought her face close to mine. Wait, she didn't drink it; it's still in her mouth! Could she probably be thinking about making me drink it mouth-to-mouth?! I got up suddenly.I need to use the restroom." I made my way to the restroom and closed the door behind me. I could feel the shivering up to my fingers. Dang! I never expected Maki to be this aggressive at all. It's just one surprise after the other. Just what is up with this day?!

I smirked, finger quoting the last three words. "Well, I am almost falling in love with you in that dress and I am definitely not into girls. So if you are looking all yummy to me, trust me Christian would definitely eat you up. Makaila, you look smoking hot." Rita said and I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I can't wait. By the way have you decided on hairstyles. You and I know am old fashion." I shrugged. "Well I was thinking we shouldn't go all fancy. We have had our hair all straight through out. Why don't we curl it. Curling it would be really beautiful, especially for a long and full raven hair like yours." Rita said.

I couldn’t help but giggle as she pushed me into the vanity seat. “Alright, I was thinking about a half up, half down style. What do you think Gabe?” Gabe stood up, pinching his chin in thought, “Hmm… Let’s see.” He took half my hair in his hands and left half down, “I think maybe it’ll make her look less like a chicken.”