Ross Lynch Dark Hair の小説・ストーリー

“Brace yourself, he has very dark energy about him.” My Delta and I stared at the dark area within the trees, waiting for the Lycan to leave. I can’t even wrap my head around how another Lycan existed. “Show yourself!” A light sigh left his lips then his eyes glowed from the dark area, they were light orange. He sped from the dark area towards us, standing under the moon. His gray eyes dived into mine, they were soulless. He had long blonde hair that looked like a wig, only because it was thick as well. He was beautiful and young.

And he knew that he would have to be careful, lest his true nature be discovered by those who would seek to harm him. Lyall was a striking young man, with a rugged handsomeness that belied his humble upbringing. His eyes were a deep, piercing blue, like the night sky on a clear summer evening. They seemed to gleam with an inner light, as if the moon itself had taken up residence in his gaze. His hair was a rich, dark brown, with hints of auburn that seemed to dance in the sunlight. It was messy and unkempt, as if he had just rolled out of bed, but somehow it only added to his rugged charm.

In other words, "Lanaya, feel free to have a peek if you're interested." She accepted the phone from him warily. The woman was laughing, and Lanaya had never seen greener eyes. Instead of brown, as she had assumed, her hair was a rainbow of colors, ranging from copper to deep chocolate. Her hair was mostly black, but a streak of white blonde would emerge every once in a while. Her caramel-colored complexion reflected the inner light that made her look radiant.

My sassy little hellcat looks less ferocious and maybe I can relax a little if she simmers a bit. Dark hair and dark looks, glancing up from across the table and I try not to watch her too intensely as she starts eating her food. I miss her natural blonde, but this is growing on me. She could pull any hair color off, she has a face that could even pull off a shaved head.

Icran began charging towards the men, ready to destroy them. Before he grabbed their attention, the man twirling Rhae's hair pulled it to make her look at him and spoke in a harsh voice, "I wish you were blonde, baby. I like blondes." Rhae's bright smile immediately darkened. He could see the anger bubbling inside her as she looked at her hair in the man's hand.

I smiled back at him, if only Sheila were as pretty as my Kayla the veil did no justice to her face, but then we have no other option than to try our best and be as discreet and careful as we could. "But then, you shouldn't be offended, I've never seen Luna Kayla, so that doesn't mean I've seen all the Lunas of alphas in all wolf kingdoms, but then, her ginger black hair is something else," Derek voiced out, obviously taken by the color of her hair, If only he knew shed dyed her hair into that color before we came to Ravenclaw. "Her hair sure is a wonder," I agreed.

Once we were out of the woods, the moon glowed brighter and I was finally able to see the two men properly. They were both tall, I would say exactly six foot tall. I was staring up at them and I had to strain my neck a little too much. Also, they were both extraordinarily handsome. The one who I assumed was Linus had his charcoal black hair jelled back in a smooth style. His face was a scowl like he was displeased at the world, and his skin was just like the color of the moon. Too pale to be normal. Lysander was also very handsome. Even more handsome than Linus. His black hair was long and fell a little past his shoulder. His face was warm and kind and his skin was also very pale.

A brown strand of hair. My hair is dark and so was Adrian’s. There was no doubt that it belonged to Lily. And just like that, an idea formed in my head.

Kelly asked finally from somewhere behind Lawrence, which Alex couldn’t quite see. “Of course I can do it,” Lawrence said, hands on hips. “Are you questioning my ability, darling?” Kelly chuckled. “No, Lawrence, I’m not questioning your ability. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be here, right?” Lawrence did a high-pitched laugh, his hand delicately waving in the air. “Of course, darling. Of course.” He turned to Alex. “Now then, I assume you’ve had this dark hair since forever?” Alex nodded. “Ah. Boring color, this. Doesn’t suit your complexion at all, sweetie.”

He gives Dash a knowing look but doesn't say anything further. A young man of no more than 22 years of age arrives at the table and proceeds to seat in the empty seat beside Lenny. She recognizes him as the last Behrt-Lehman boy. They all look unmistakably similar with firm cheekbones and hollow cheeks but, they have a few distinct features. Dustin, the youngest of them, has a lighter shade of black hair and it’s in a much curlier texture, his eyes are a bit lighter as well. Darius’ hair is cut very low and accompanied by a pair of surly, brown eyes and a trim beard. But, it is Dash that took the darker end of everything. His hair is completely jet black, his eyes such a dark shade of brown