Meliodas Hair Novels & Stories

He had steel blue eyes and didn’t have the signature red hair. The Di Corvos had red hair, and so did every child born into the family. My Val's hair was black. "You actually resemble him." I turned to face him. "Him?" he frowned, returning his gaze to the TV and the wrong brother. “No, Val. You resemble Val, not Mel. I think you’re even the same height. If you had green eyes and red hair, and were a Lycan… you’d totally pass for him,” I told him. He looked at me before returning his attention to the screen.

Gerald wanted to shift but Steven shook his big black hair at him, telling him in the mind link to not join the fight. Maleeka giggled and leapt in the air, her long hair growing long as she swung it at Kaiden. Kaiden grabbed the hair and he watched as it curled on his arm and the more it curled, the tighter it became. He grunted in pain, trying to detangle the hair from his arm but it was to no avail and then Idrissa turned into a gigantic white snake, poisoning every wolf he bit to stone that they froze at the spot. His target was Kaiden and he could see it as the white python was poisoning its way to him. “A little help, Melissa,” he growled and the witch sprang in action, muttering a spe

A faint, jagged scar runs from temple to jawline. His irises blaze like molten lava, flecked with orange when he channels battle rage. In calm moments, they smoulder with strategic calculation. Bronze‐hued skin is etched with swirling, black‐inked runes that pulse faintly whenever fate - or war - bids him intervene. His hair falls in a single, loose braid woven with iron wire, streaked by centuries of silver. A short, neatly kept beard frames his mouth, the tips dipped in crimson lacquer as homage to every foe he’s felled.

Surprisingly, across generations, none ever did. Like any successful leader of loyal followers, Magnus embodied power and authority. His hair, a celestial silver, cascaded in thick waves like strands of stardust delicately woven by the hands of the cosmos. With every subtle movement, the silvery strands caught the light, shimmering as if infused with the essence of distant stars.

He understands that Minos is most likely autistic. Minos joyfully swims around, engaged in a game of tag with Electra, Meli, Petros, and another little merling girl. He wears a small blue wrap around the upper part of his tail, adding a touch of color to his ensemble. Minos' tail is a mesmerizing forest green with blue stripes and yellow fin tips. His forest green hair also has subtle blue layers, perfectly complementing his unique appearance.

“See?” It was a picture of Milo, and he looked as startled and fearful as Lyssa. His hair was also shot through with streaks of orange-red. He looked different, but it was surprisingly harmonious. She handed back the portacomm and took a step closer to her friend. Hesitantly, she reached out to touch a strand of her hair, one that was heavily silver, but could detect no difference in the texture from the auburn strands surrounding it. “It’s beautiful.”

Mage seers had a weird way of dressing to be easily differentiated but Aligiza or whatever name Duke called him was too simple. Regardless, his eyes were dark and glowing. Half of his black long hair had blends of silver linings, deeming fit for a man, who looked nothing less than sixty. He seemed to pick a profound interest when our eyes met. Even though his hair was as long as Jades', they had no resemblance.

Lismod gasped upon seeing his other rogue members were already killed. That was the time I jumped and landed on the ground. "Lismod Bryle, greetings..." I smiled, tilting my head. "Are you prepared for your death?" His eyes widened upon seeing me. Suddenly, his expression shifted from horror to surprise as his gaze fixated on a large, formidable figure that had appeared behind him. This man was muscular and imposing, with a distinct slash scar on his forehead. His long, slightly blonde hair, pulled back into a neat ponytail, added to the commanding presence of the man.

A few seconds later the moon gave off 5 shards of light and they all rushed towards the hard rock they were still holding. The lights entered their Mana stone. The immense Mana power made the owner's body also surrounded with light. Heavy, hot and as if exploding in their bodies fortunately the incoming light did not last long into their bodies. The remnants of light exploded over the night sky like fireworks. Their bodies changed, from eyes turning blood red the same as that of the child. The physical most similar to the child is Voor't, Voor't has white silver hair and red eyes. Onder de golden yellow hair, Bedros with blue hair, Catwijck like an orange-red color, and Adhelmar jet black in

He wiped away the tears that escaped down my face despite my best effort to conceal them. He then got to his feet and wiped his own face with the back of his hand. "What are their names?" "Masiana, Melia and Margot. I gave Melia your mom's name because of her big emerald green eyes." "Melia Ambrose?" "Yes." Another tear escaped down his face. "She was the spunky little redhead I met. She has my mom's hair too." "That's recent. Her hair used to be dark chestnut brown but it's faded over the years to a bright auburn red. She has a very strong fire element too, so it's very fitting."