Meliodas Hair Novels & Stories

He is powerful, cunning, evil, and sly. “The god of chaos,” I said. And he smiled widely. “Not many people outside this kingdom know me, but she could tell from looking at me she is indeed smart,” he said, smiling. Honestly, he is not looking bad at all; from the way he sat and crossed his legs, he must be very tall. He has bright white skin. I can’t tell if he is muscular or just lanky with the baggy clothes he is wearing, but the clothes look good on him. Black must be his favourite colour, as his nails are also painted black. But what I don’t understand is his hair style. He had on a galax hairstyle, with the hair in the middle looking like spikes. He is still handsome, even with the craz

Shadow was visibly happy, her glint was precious. “Are you sure?” “Certainly. Just observe them. You’ll find them endearing one of those days. Trust me.” And Sabrina had found the answer. They were indeed so endearing. It was fun to be around them. “This is getting out of hand,” Cole muttered in envious. “Wrong usage of words but at a certain point, I agree,” Sabrina replied back. Hades styled his long wavy hair. He curled up Dionysus’s hair to make a beautiful wave once it was released. And the result was beautiful. His long silky wavy hair draped across his shoulder with a pink tint across his pale white cheeks.

Metil smiled and thanked his father before he turned around to leave. Mat headed inside and closed the door. After Metil made sure that his father had re-entered the house, he continued to walk toward the two presences. They were close now. Metil could see their figures. One had dark green hair that was combed to the left side. His hair was not very tidy so one could tell that he only used his hand to comb his hair. He had metallic piercings on his mouth and right ear. He was Jin. The other had neon green hair that was combed to the right side in the same way. He also had metallic piercings on his mouth and his left ear. This one was Fin.

Melinda was silent, sulkingly silent. "Lu..What's the real colour of my hair?" Melinda asked, after she had been thoroughly waxed, soaked in milk, bathed with lemons and rose petals. She was seated now as Lucrecia styled her hair. "Ha.. it's a rare breed." "Is it actually white?" Melinda asked. "It's a mixture of blonde and white. It's a pretty hair you have here my dear, even though it's strange. Normally, I would have given it another specific tone but it's okay the way it is. It makes you special."

He get back to Lewis and Spray it all over the head of Lewis Morgan, which surely surprised that man. Coughing a little, he was startled about the action that Oliver have done. Indeed, he can never say whether that would be a good thing or not. “And before you would murder me, just look at the mirror. Whether that would be a good disguise or not.” Oliver did the same to his hair, as he can say that his hair color change. Lewis Morgan's hair is a mixture of color, brown and black, but as of now you can say that it was bright green. As for Oliver, who have a pitch black hair, it was now as white as the hair of Harold.

Would his kiss be as gentle as every touch we’ve shared? I’m not sure what color his hair is, but it has a wavy feel and felt like it was kept short, expected of an Ares soldier. How I wish I could see his face for myself. From what rumors I’ve heard about his appearance, he is said to have sandy blonde hair and eyes as blue as the sea. “Satisfied?” he asked when I finished my tracing. “I am, thank you.” I smiled, bringing my hands back down.

I laughed nervously as I ran my hand through my hair. "Your hair is red again. Why?" Ares asked, sparing me a glance before he looked outside once more. I took my hair in my hands as I smiled at its color. Its color was a bright orange not exactly red as in blood color. "I don't know why. But I like it. It's different and doesn't remind me of my old self." O said as Ares hummed. "I was thinking of telling Lana to cut it. I want something different."

And he was as meek as a lamb. I had seen his face once or twice amongst the fighters. He was tall and had this physique that appeared as if he had been sculpted by some artist, and not by birth. His hair was rich, like all sons of Alphas were, and the color was auburn. It was always slightly tousled, as if he ran his hands through them now and then. That hair of his framed a chiseled face that made him look royal and sharp as well, just a mix of both.

Kallias read through a scroll before stamping on it and then something flashed before his eyes and he groaned and held his eyes. His royal aide moved towards him. “Is my king feeling well?” Kallias held his hand up stopping him from coming closer. “I'm fine.” He said and breathed deeply. His brows creased at what he had seen. A flash crossed his mind. A woman stood before him, her hand cupping his face. Her features remained hidden, blurred like mist, but one thing stood out clearly. Silver hair. He hadn't seen anyone with that color of hair before and wondered if it had merely been an illusion.

Reyan nodded in agreement. “So, if I look at my reflection, I should have black hair like Iero.” Hail spoke. They all looked at him. Then, they realized it. Iero was born with black hair like Kulv. But, Iero’s hair turned white because of his healing power. The same with Hail who was born with black hair, but his hair turned white because of his ice power. “Then… I should also have black hair?” Sybb asked and pinched his red hair.