Precious Moments Dark Hair Novels & Stories

A shiver ran down my spine as our eyes met, the air between us charged with an almost magnetic tension. Haven's beauty was mesmerizing, her dark outfit perfectly complementing her porcelain skin and fiery mane. The high-waisted shorts hugged her curves, while the crop top hoodie showcased her toned midriff. The skeleton hand flipping me the bird on the front of the hoodie added a touch of edgy rebellion. Her hair cascaded down her back in luscious waves, reaching all the way to her hips, just as it had during our previous encounter. The dark makeup accentuated her striking features, making her eyes seem even more piercing and intense. A fitting outfit, I thought.

Long, thick, dark brown hair falls in loose curls down her back, pinned half-up, half-down with clips glimmering with rubies and diamonds–also flawless. Her neck is slender, like her shoulders. She’s tall but appears dainty, especially as she mingles, occasionally stepping to the side to allow another person to join her conversation. She moves like every step is a rehearsed dance. But I know she’s not weak. Her daintiness is a front, a cover for the beast that writhes beneath.

Confused, I pulled out my phone and flipped to the front camera. Sure enough, the dark strands were fading—slowly but unmistakably—back to their original platinum blonde. The black wasn’t completely gone yet, but I could see patches of lighter hair breaking through, like ink being washed out of fabric. My eyes widened. "No way." Amara chuckled at my reaction. "I know you’re excited, but you look like you just discovered magic exists." I didn’t even care if I looked ridiculous. I kept watching in fascination as my hair practically reset itself in real time. "I thought I was stuck like this after Corey died," I admitted.

I didn’t know if he actually got down to it but I wouldn’t be surprised if she said no. She phased into a human and her dark hair fell forward, covering her breasts. Her hair was long and reached down to her hips. Her face... was like she had grown more beautiful since the last time I saw her. She approached me, dried leaves crinkling under her feet. I saw it fit to phase into a human as well. Her hair shone silver at the highlights as she came closer. Her face was as brilliant as the moon and her body was shaped like an hourglass. She was breathtaking.

However, there was something strange about his little beauty, something undeniably mysterious but equally alluring. Finn hadn't realized his companions had already spotted her before he approached, but once he'd seen her, he couldn't have turned away, and they were just as spellbound. Even though the patrons were packed tightly together on the dance floor, he'd noticed her pale blonde hair. Pure and brilliant, it was as lightly colored as a pearl from the shores of the Fire Kingdom, a color no ordinary creature could attain naturally. Then, the bodies parted for just a moment, and he saw her.

"She's the owner and a friend of mine." I mouthed "ahh" and look politely at Midnight. She smile so brightly like her hair. It's weird. Her hair matches the theme of her cafè. Serenity and rose quartz. "You find my hair weird?" She ask and I immediately shake my head. "Nope. Haha. I find it amazing and I think black and white hair suits you better." I bite my lip when I saw her smirk. Midnight wink at me before putting a menu book in the table. "I already use that color and I absolutely love it but I only dye my hair black and white when I need to kill someone." And then she wink again while I pale.

Standing beautifully at a distance. From his perspective, Ava looked like she had stepped out of the moon itself. Her hair dyed silver, caught the moon’s glow, turning almost white, the dark roots showing beneath. It framed her face, making her auburn eyes look darker and deeper. She wore a simple black slip gown, but on her it looked breathtaking.

"Over my dead body." I laughed. "Oh, darling! As if you had any other choice. My sending of Piper to you, was a mercy you have yet to realize. I am truly who you should fear." That's when my gray eyes glowed. It shimmered, and like that, the reddish brown hair I have now, turned back to the black hair I once carried around like a sign, confirming my outcast postion. The only difference is, half of my hair has now turned silver. Melody gasped, taking a step back, eyes wide.

The moment Ben appeared holding Clar slowly in his arms— The two of them, instantly, froze in astonishment! The girl's jet-black long hair was loosely and voluminously curled, cascading lazily over her shoulders like layer upon layer of waves. The morning light cascaded over it, glinting with a soft, radiant luster. It was... breathtakingly beautiful!

***Alexander Antonio's.*** (Mature Content 18+) I had always been uncertain about the precise reasons behind my attraction to women with brunette hair. To be honest, I had never considered it a preference of mine—if anything, I tended to gravitate towards blondes. Yet, this evening proved to be a turning point. My eyes landed on her. Her luxurious brown locks cascaded gracefully over her shoulders and tumbled down her back, accentuating her alluring figure. The sight of her hair alone sent a shiver of desire down my spine. But her eyes truly captivated me—strikingly bright, they seemed to glow in the ambient light, pulling me in like a moth drawn to a flame. At that moment, I realized, with