Marinette's Hair Down Novels & Stories

Marcus pointed to the first one that set her eyes on the captain. A female head with a curvy torso up to the navel, and the rest of the body tailed off like a fish. Her hair was a shining burgundy brown in color. She leaped out of the water like a dolphin and slowly swam toward the ship. More Sirens emerged out of the fog. Marcus pointed to one of them that had salmon-colored hair.

Demetri admired Gard's new mate for a second, acknowledging how stunning she was, trying to scent her hybrid nature which she was masking well. She looked a right handful, just what his old friend needed. His thoughts quickly conjured up a pair of deep brown eyes, long thick brown hair, and he smiled softly. Yeah, Rayne was stunning to look at but no one could compare to his Mara.

she says, turning to me. “All good with me!” I smile. “Your hair is so long and thick! I’m just so jealous!” “Oh I promise you wouldn’t be if it was yours. You should see the bedhead, it’s embarrassing,” I confess. We continue to make jokes and talk about random things. Once Carmen and I are done with making popcorn and brownies, we head over to the couch to pick a movie. We decided on a rom-com, and Leona has me sit on the floor in front of the couch so she can do my hair. I’m terrible with that kind of stuff, and I know a total of about three hairstyles. Half up/half down, a braid, and a ponytail. Anything more than that goes right over my head and looks like absolute crap when I do it. I

Trisha asked excitedly. "Nope, I can't tell you until your hair is done," she answered. The two pups ran over to Marisa and sat down, waiting patiently. Marisa braided their hair in long French braids, and then they went over to Bianca, looking up at her eagerly. She reached into the top drawer of her dresser and pulled out two sparkly blue butterfly barrettes. They had light wings, so when Polly and Trisha moved, the wings looked like they were fluttering.

The female characters cried as she held the edge of the bridge. She was about to fall into the ocean as she dangled in the air and gripped the edge of the bridge for her dear life. "Oh my god, someone should save her," Annabelle exclaimed as she saw the wide ocean that the female character was about to fall into. "Mira!!" a guy with dark hair yelled as he ran towards her, he laid on the floor and held her hands in order not to fall into the ocean also. Pulling her up while her feet dangled in the air, he groaned as it was hard to pull her out.

She pulled and tugged at her hair again, "What do you think, Zuki? I think an updo will go well with this dress." Zukiswa nodded and swallowed more wine. "No," Marybeth shook her head. "I'll keep my hair down. Thank you very much!" "Why? You look even more amazing with your hair up like that!" Liliana frowned at her. "Yes, кума, if I had a long, slim neck like yours, I'd show it off every chance I get." Zukiswa jumped on the bandwagon. But no matter how long they tried to convince her to pin her hair up, Marybeth wouldn't. She never pulled her hair up. For anything. Or anyone. Ever.

I greeted, touching the little pink ribbon on her head. “Meow.” “Aww… How adorable…” you are just a little cute baby, aren’t you? I smile gently as I hear her meowing and purring at me. I caress her fluffy body and comb her long white fur with my fingers. “Wow, your fur is so long and so white!” I giggle at myself. Marie’s fur is just like the white hair I found on Jamie’s clothes that day, the hair that Jamie’s white hair lover left on his blazer and trousers when he rubbed his head on his chest and his lap...

As Marianne shut the door behind her, Greg exited the bathroom, drying his light brown short hair with a small towel while another body towel wrapped him from the waist down. Despite their troubled relationship, Marianne couldn't help but notice the attractive man standing before her. "Six feet of a whole hunk, but no brains," she thought to herself, a hint of sarcasm in her mind.

“I am right here. Is there anything you need, anything I can get you?” Edmund revealing Fitz was in the area made his name dance on the tip of my tongue. If there was anything in the world that would have helped me through this right now it was him. “Marie, do not let me die, do not let me slip away.” With a softness that took me by surprise, she moved a curl of hair away from my face. “You shall do just fine. Now, I am going to tie your hair into a high form, it will only annoy you when you get warm. I have done this five times. I know Doctor Mathers delivers princes but I know my piece too.”

“I don’t know what happened, please forgive me!” “No worries.” Mariah said calmly. “It happens.” She was short, standing about 5 foot tall, and her shoulder length hair was dyed a deep red and pulled back to the nape of her neck. Beside her was a taller man, about 5 foot 9 but he was bulky, his shoulders were broad, and his arms were crossed. His hair was cut in a buzz, giving him a more intimidating demeanor. “This is Brian, by the way. He is coming with us for extra protection.”