Novel & Cerita Sebastian Stan Long Hair

Her light brown curls were pinned up into a messy bun that no woman I knew could execute as perfectly as her. Sebastian stood behind Elizabeth and Isabella, with his two brothers on each side. "The dirty blonde one, on Sebastian's right is Patrick. He's the oldest." Paul said. As usual, the Harrison child was cover model status. His dirty blonde hair was combed neatly to the side, and his smile showed two perfect rows of pearly white teeth. My attention slowly drew away from Patrick and onto the man standing on Sebastian's left. I pointed to him on Paul's phone. "Um, who's that again?" I asked.

Author's POV Sebastian adjusted the scarf around his neck, its soft fabric brushing against his skin. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, admiring the casual yet striking look of his white V-neck T-shirt paired with black trousers. The jean jacket added a touch of rugged charm, while the scarf provided a hint of elegance. For once, he felt free from the confines of his usual business attire. Tonight wasn’t about boardrooms or deals; it was a family dinner—a rare chance to embrace normalcy. Confident yet relaxed, Sebastian couldn’t ignore how effortlessly handsome he looked, ready to step into a different world.

All this time I thought he was the only child of his parents, and now the thought of having breakfast with out of the blue brother was making me feel incredibly uncomfortable. I couldn't help but keep noticing the imposing figure of Sebastian. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with chiselled features that seemed almost too perfect to be real. His dark hair was styled in a way that emphasized his strong jawline, and his piercing blue eyes seemed to see right through me.

“Your hair is getting long again, would you like to go for a trim?” Crystal had noticed it too, it had grown a few inches and she had been excited about growing it out again. “No,” she smiled. “I want to keep growing my hair.” Sebastian pouted for a while, before the smacking his lips mischievously. “Alright, I’m sure no matter what style you have, you would look beautiful always.” He cups her face in his hands again, his fingers oddly tender, it made Crystal’s heart burst from the adrenaline rush.

"If you weren't my friend and future alpha, I would have had your head rolling on the floor right this minute. But for the sake of love—“ "Sit your fucking ass down." Jayden laughed loudly. The banters always went back and forth between them, but they never stayed too long getting angry at each other. Sebastian watched as Jayden folded his loose hair up in a bun. Without being judgmental, Jayden obviously looked like a man slut. What proper wolf and future alpha keeps his hair long and is obsessed with it? No lies, Jayden pays more attention to his hair than he does to the pack. Sebastian sat down but pointed a finger at him. "Don't make me ruin your pretty face Jayden." He warned.

They basically run the school just as their parents run the world. The elites consist of five guys, Liam being one of them..the others are Asher Stanford,black hair and green eyes then next is Sebastian Mills otherwise known as Seb, has brown hair but with obsidian eyes..then there is Xander Callahan, blond hair, hazel eyes, and finally Adrian Corvas, black hair and grey eyes.

The way they move is mesmerizing, each with their own unique style and strength. Xander’s all broad shoulders and rugged strength, his dark brown hair messy as usual, his expression serious and focused. He’s built like an Alpha, just like his father: tall, muscular, with those strong, angular features that seem to scream authority. Then there’s Sebastian, and it’s almost eerie how similar they are. They move with the same powerful grace, like two sides of the same coin, but where Xander is dark and brooding, Sebastian is lighter, both in hair and demeanour. His sandy blond hair catches the early morning light as he runs, and there’s something effortlessly confident about the way he moves.

He scrubbed his hair quickly, suddenly wanting to be ready and standing in front of Allen. "Thank a lot, we are on a tight schedule, Sebestian," Dell said when he eventually emerged from the bathroom in just his boxers. She threw his trousers at him, eliciting a growl from him. "Put them on Sebestian, we have got to go!" she said. "We don't have time for that! David, fix him please?" she begged her mate when she saw Sebestian grabbing his hair dryer. She watched as David stepped in front of Sebestian and waved his hand over his head, Sebestian hair dry and styled in his usual mohawk, with a touch of gold at the tips in an instant. She almost laughed when Sebestian gawked at himself in the mi

She sighed before continuing, “Hm, I didn’t really get a good look at his face with all the chaos yesterday, but his hair should be…” Blond. Sebastian's hair was blond. He had taken it from our mother, while I had inherited Father's black hair before it turned white. “His hair color is black.” I froze, my heart sinking in disappointment. Black? Not blond? I bit my bottom lip, already feeling a little down at the thought that I might be wrong, but something deep inside me insisted I wasn’t. That was really Sebastian. I wasn’t sure if it was just wishful thinking, but either way, I couldn't lose hope. Maybe he had dyed his hair black—lots of teenage boys do that these days to look more manly o

I shivered when I felt his thumb put all of my hair at the back. Someone else snorts, and a loud banging sound echo in the room. I saw Sebastian’s angry face, punching the guy earlier. His body is all red, while he kicks and assaults the long-haired guy. “ What the hell?!” He shouted, punching him again. “ You stupid fuck.” “ Dude,” the long-haired guy said, laughing. “ I didn’t know she’s your bitch. Relaxed, I didn’t do anything,” he said. Sebastian stops his violence, he gazed in my direction and then he sighs. I only watched him offer his hand to the long-haired guy and whisper something in his ears. He pays no attention to the man as it crosses out of my direction and runs out of the ho