Ralph Macchio Hair Novels & Stories

I really liked it, and maybe I'm wrong, but I'd love to see the green face of jealousy if Leah ever saw this pack's territory. We finally made our way back and were greeted by a group of teenagers who did not doubt coming to hug us. The girls grabbed and played with my hair. I had long brown hair that passed my mid back, almost touching my waist. It curled a few strands occasionally, but I rarely kept it down. "Alright, guys, go on and get homework done. I'll see you all for dinner." Alarick says, giving high-fives to the boys.

His tattoos could be seen on his hand, and I raised an eyebrow when Alessandro extended his hand to shake. “I thought that we were meeting in the VVIP lounge?” Alessandro said, letting me know that the man was the Cartel. The other Alphas stood, but all of us ladies stayed in place. The Alphas took their turn in shaking hands with the Cartel, and though he smiled, welcomingly at them, I could tell that the devious expression on his face meant nothing more than a mutual alliance. Neither one of them was actually his friend, and I could tell by Alessandro’s body language that the feeling was mutual.

Two male were chatting in a low and sophisticated manner. One was familiar to me, he was none other than King Ralph. The other person was on the opposite side of Ralph and a little far away from the cell. He was slightly taller than King Ralph. So at first, only his dirty blonde hair was visible and some other parts of his chiselled body. But when the unknown turned his face to reply to King Ralph, I got a glimpse of stunning facial features. He had a similarly breathtaking handsome face like Xander. They had the same sculpted face, dirty blonde hair(though Xander has dirty blonde hair) and roman nose but his emerald gunmetal eyes were the only exception in his stunning face as if they had t

My golden tresses were now down to my shoulders in wild, unruly curls that constantly got in my eyes. I caught the hair tie in the air and hurriedly threw my hair up into a high messy bun on top of my head. “Thanks Lila, still not use to the length.” “What are your orders Alpha?” Beta Macaulay asked from the Alphas right as he took off his shirt and kicked his shoes off.

Besides, she knew Alaric would never agree to cut his hair, not that she wants him to, anyway. When the stylist was done, Mariah couldn’t believe her eyes. Alaric’s snow-white hair was now in a neat ponytail and as he stood up, coupled with his dressing, he definitely looked like a celebrity. Even the stylist couldn’t help by whistling and slowly saying, “damn.”

Sebastian and I finally arrived in front of the Malacañang Palace, I looked at my watch, and it says 4:45 in the afternoon – fifteen minutes before the event starts. I quickly jumped off the motorbike and took the helmet off from my head. Sebastian followed and slowly removed his headgear; his black medium-length hair almost touched his eyes. His hairstyle is nearly similar to Leonardo Dicaprio's, a combination of man bun and slicked-back hair, but his hair is much thicker than Leonardo's.

"I'll see if I can make the arrangements. I'll give her feedback myself. In the meantime-" A sharp knock came, followed by the door being pushed open and Ralph walked in, his appearance taking me by surprise. "Goddess!" my thoughts flashed to Karin and Carl and I stifled a laugh. "You look like you got hit by a makeup train." His hair was pulled into two buns at two different sides, red lipstick covered his lips- and was that blush or lipstick on his cheeks? He strode in without care and flopped on the chair in front of me, throwing his head back with a loud groan. "Don't even start, Alpha. This will be our life. Me and you."

"Show me my purchases, Rosalina." I swallowed hard and walked over to the pile. I picked up the large, elegant box from the hair salon first. I pulled off the golden ribbon and lifted the lid, revealing the ice-blonde wig Marco had styled for me. I walked over to the vanity mirror, carefully pinning my natural dark hair back just like the stylist had shown me, and slid the long blonde waves over my head. I turned around slowly to face Christopher. The bright blonde hair fell all the way down past my chest in soft, perfect waves.

Ralph answered, his expression serious as he shook the snow from his dark brown hair. My mouth went dry as I watched him. He was tall and lean, with a devastatingly handsome face. Not only did he have the best jawline in town, but he also had killer dimples when he smiled. The light was so dim that his eyes were dark at the moment, but normally they were a light golden color. There was a reason why he had a new woman leaving his house every week—sometimes two or three.

And embarrassing to admit, I really had no one else. “A small sacrifice to make my brother’s jaw fall from his face, Holly,” Shei excitedly whispered to me while the hair dresser was busy working on my long, way chocolate brown hair. Never in my whole life my hair was touched by someone other than Alpha Evan and it slightly made me anxious that my stylist was a guy. He looked kind though, and he made sure I was always comfortable.