Narcissa Malfoy Hair Novels & Stories

Thank fuck that I changed my pajamas after receiving a magical floating letter in my room. Clad in her gothic dress and lacy stockings paired with a wedged shoes, Maleficent’s straight black hair, and cobalt-colored eyes were the exact opposite of her glowing green eyes that matched the color of her teardrop-shaped brooch. Her horns and wings were displayed as she walked with confidence at the center of the hallway – rendering any creature from the three great dormitories speechless. Her stance reminded them that even if she was rumored to be the weakest among the Halflings, she was able to kill an angel without any qualms. Three Slaughter butterflies flew around her as she walked towards th

Instead I reach forward, she flinches slightly as if expecting me to hurt her, but my fingertips reach for a long strand of her black hair, pinching the ends. “Your hair is long” she had always kept it short growing up, shoulder length, easy to maintain she always said. Now it hung down her back in a perfect shimmering sheet of ebony. I twirl the hair around my finger, my cock twitching at the thought of her hair wrapped around my fist. “Nico likes it lon-“ “Don’t” I growl, tearing my hand back, my wolf pressing forward “I don’t want to talk about him” “He’s not a bad guy-“

she sniffled at the end. I involuntarily glanced at her curls and whistled, not imagining this process. Her hair was not only thick but reached down to her waist, a length it would take her years to get back to if she were an ordinary person. 'But she's not.' My wolf proudly announced, puffing his chest. "Were they really on fire?" Mackenzie asked shyly, staring at me. I nodded. "Yes. And I must admit, they looked awesome." I smiled in delight, and her eyes lit up. "And your eyes were the color of azure. Beautiful, but they also had something sinister in them." I chuckled even though it was true.

Deanneth When the girl was asleep, I found that I was fascinated by the whorls in her hair. In Lycaneum society, plain brunette hair was common and nothing remarkable. I was disappointed at first when I met Clara. Loretta had soft blonde hair that was so light, it could have passed as white.

Draco's fingers feathered over the scar as he reminisced about that moment of darkness in his life, the moment he lost the light that brightened his world. "Do you want an updo, my lord?" the male servant behind him asked, the voice pulling Draco away from his den of thoughts. "Yes, an updo," he responded, his voice raspy. He still gazed at his scarred face in the mirror, allowing the servant to run the comb through his shoulder-length hair. Draco had always kept his hair like that because Andriandita loved it that way. Back when she was alive and he'd lay on her lap, she'd run her dainty fingers over his hair as she read him stories. It was basically simple moments that he cherished the mos

NANCY'S POV This had to be some sort of sick dream, I thought as I pulled my hair around, staring at it in shock. It was all white. My black shiny hair had faded into pure white. "What the hell are you doing. Get her," David shrieked, and that was more than enough to have the guards and me break in reality. Before they could react, I sprang off the wall, my body moving with a speed I didn’t recognize. I darted past them, my feet barely touching the ground, not looking back.

“For the record honey, you would be beautiful even without hair. You should have seen Luca when Ryder accidentally singed his hair off when he first learned to breath fire. The whole kingdom nicknamed him Dobby because he looked like that little thing from Harry Potter.” That made me laugh out loud. This woman is something else. Willow nudged her in the shoulder. “Mother! Don’t let Luca hear you. You know he is still affected by that mishap today. Don’t you remember how he let his hair grow out and kept styling it like Jason Momoa?”

"That sounds kind of harsh." When he'd finished my hair, he rinsed himself off, flipped the drain plug, and stood up out of the water. After stepping over the tub, he wrapped a towel around himself. Then, turned on the showerhead, and I tilted my head back so he could rinse me. "Apparently not for protecting the bloodline of the guardians. I discovered I have an aunt, Cassandra." Nick returned the shower head to the cradle, turned off the water, and helped me out. He wraps a towel around my head and another around my shoulders.

She squinted to see if her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. "That's one of Hecate's girls." Kara murmured from beside her as she leaned over the curving arm rest. "Really? Hecate?." "One and only." "Remarkable." "They say her hair is made of fire. It doesn't look like fire to me...but I'll be damned if I could tell you what it is. She's a scary one, so I'd avoid her. She's not like Lam-ah, Lady Nagi, as you call her."

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.