Manga Hair Novels & Stories

I get changed into more comfortable clothes - black sweats and a black t shirt and send a text through to Nadia. Meeting is done now, songbird. Ready when you are. It's not long before my phone rings, signalling a video call coming in. I accept and her beautiful face pops up on my screen. "Well, hello there beautiful." I say and I see her blush and smile. "Hi." She says back and adjusts her position on her bed. I see her leaning back against her headboard and notice her hair braided back and my cock stiffens. Mates got her warrior hair done... Kiba states. I like it on her. Braids are used for warrior styles because it keeps the hair away and flat to the head enemies can't grab it. It showca

I remember that one scene from a manga I read about a female lead being able to fly and was able to glide in the air for more than a hundred kilos per hour, yet her hair is still intact, and her face is still pretty and neat. Well, folks, that’s a lie. I feel like my face is being beaten for countless of times by the wind. That didn’t even include the tendency of my mouth to flung open from the wind that tried to force its way in into my dental cavity. As a result, I had to clench my jaw to prevent myself from looking like a human balloon.

I sighed, pulling the bonnet off as I stared at my hair in the mirror. “Wow… Your hair is-” “Weird?off?” ”Beautiful.” Ahana, Hawaii and Nova said in unison. “I can swear it's almost glowing!” Ahana said, making me stare at her hair carefully, It was almost white, long and silky. “It may seem wierd to have this hair color but we will style it in a way the attention will not be on your hair, I can't believe I get to touch it.” Hawaii squealed as she started braiding my front hair.

“When you say it like that, Aim, you make it seem like I don’t look devilishly handsome like my mate tells me.” I cracked a smile as I waved my hands around his head. “It’s in this weird in between stage that looks-” “Horrible.” Toya giggled and Jora slapped a hand to his chest. “You wound me, Toya.” He turned in his seat. “I’ll have you know I can just make the tiniest of ponytails.” All of us lost it. He scowled as he turned back. “What can I say? My mate asked for long hair. I’ll grow the long hair.”

the other giggles out, sending me a snarky glimpse. “Oh, I know. I was just pointing out the obvious. She definitely doesn't belong here. Look at her hair!” She all but shouts, drawing the onlookers' attention to us even more than it already was. “What's wrong with my hair?” I grind out, fighting the need to flick my hand through my hair to make sure it was okay. I got curls, and I'm not speaking about salon perm curls. I'm talking, born with curls and yeah, it's hard to tame down occasionally. I don't call it my lion's mane for nothing. It's absolutely untamable some mornings.

Thinking that she heard wrong the attendant lady asked again if she wanted to groom her hairs, looking at the attendant mian nooded and sat on the chair while closing her eyes. In the evening when yufan came back he saw mian was working in the kitchen. Thinking something was amiss yufan decided to take a closer look which made him realize that his wife had cut her hair short and the style looked oddly familiar to him. "why did you cut your hair as they used to be so long and beautiful were you having trouble managing them?." Asked yufan Looking at yufan ,mian told him that she did it for him. Wondering about when he made her feel that he dosent like her long hairs he asked her again pointing

I retorted while gently twisting her arm. "Ahhh…!?" The girl was forced to let go of her knife because of the pain. Still grabbing her arm, I removed her hood; it revealed her beautiful, long scarlet hair. It doesn't seem like a wig, but I can't really tell whether it is a wig or not. Nevertheless, not one of the seven students that I memorized earlier has this kind of hairstyle or hair colour. … I'm sure of it— these people aren't them. "…What are you idiots doing!?" The girl screamed. "Shoot him already…!"

"You have to be more careful. Don't you know it is a human being's hair." "Sorry! You hair is so thick. I can't get past a row without facing an obstruction. Did you add something that changed your hair into a warlord?" "I didn't. I was born that way," she replied. Maria twisted her hips as she switched positions. She took the left part of Uju's hair in her palm and applied Vaseline along the hairline. "That is lovely," Uju smiled as she felt moisture develop in her hair. "How is your family doing?" Maria asked.

“I’m telling Jacinta!” “Hi, Cera!” Conan’s face lit up when his sister stepped inside. “What? You haven’t even done your hair? We’re late!” Cera scolded in the sweetest nagging tone, immediately grabbing the comb. Her small hands brushed through Conan’s silky black locks, so like Lois’s, before pinning them neatly. “There. Perfect. Gorgeous as always.” Cera adored Conan’s hair, always insisting it was a crown. Unlike him, and unlike Lois, the rest of them carried Alpha Karl’s legacy—blonde and white strands that shimmered in the sunlight.

THERE GOES MY PLAN, HEHE EVIL LAUGH. "Marie heyyy " I marched towards the girl that has dirty blonde hair with hazel green eyes, the same age as me, with a little height. Marie was wearing a blueprint KILLUA t-shirt that was a character of hunter x hunter ( THE ONLY ANIME I KNOW) with the sleeves cut off that was tucked in with light blue jeans and black and white sneakers. That was my friend Marie Markin. I walked toward her and we both embraced each other in a hug.