Selena With Short Hair Novels & Stories

“Alpha Alaric, nice to meet you. I am Selena.” I was still two steps away from the lady when she turned and greeted me with a smile. She didn’t bow, unlike the others. Her smile wasn’t a genuine one. She appeared to be a woman in her mid-twenties, just like Viviana, except for the fact that she was strange. I scanned her face. With a sharply pointed nose, raised cheekbones, slender jaw, metallic blue eyes secured with artificial lashes, and a long upright neck with prominent clavicles, Selena was just two words. Beauty and dominance.

I scoffed finally realizing why everyone was feeling so borderlined today - Irina was around. She had her arms folded haughtily beneath her chest, only freeing them up in order to remove her dark sunshades - revealing her hazel eyes. "Why do you always have to cross paths with me everytime,Selene?"- her eyes held a tinge of disdain. I rolled my eyes as i exhaled briefly, thinking to myself sarcastically. Here she goes, flaunting her superb skills again. "First at the station... and now here. It's more like you're following me around. Seems like you didn't quite get the message last time" - She smiled, revealing a set of perfectly white teeth.

Taking a deep breath, she concluded that whatever was going to happen tonight, she was going to try her best not to ruin things for Aiden and Axel. The maid finally laid her hair brush to the side "I'm all done packing your hair, Madam," she declared, her voice filled with satisfaction as she stepped back to allow Selena to admire herself in the mirror. As Selena's eyes met her reflection, a pleased smile spread across her face. She was delighted with the donut look that the maid had expertly created, and she couldn't help but marvel at how different she looked with the perfectly styled hair and flawless makeup. She had been indecisive about putting on makeup or not but the maid had reassure

Cameron said, appearing out of nowhere as he tucked the lose strand of hair behind her ear. She laughed at that. The reason why she ignored it in the first place was because she doesn't want to be bothered. But with him as distraction? Then screw it. “I regretted the fact that I made myself bangs,” Said Selena, letting go of the pen and the sketchpad. “It gets annoying.” She blurted out as she stood up from the floor to sit next to him at the couch. “Well, I didn't really cut myself some bangs, but my hair also annoys me sometimes,” He said pointing at the fallen wet hair on his eyes.

Her heart raced with anticipation as she descended, “Luis,” she called out, but her heart skipped a beat when she saw Selena in the living room. Selena was dressed in a striking blue sleeveless corset top paired with a black leather skirt that ended at her mid-thigh. She carried a black handbag and wore sleek black heels. Her blonde hair was perfectly pulled into a messy bun, with a few stray strands framing her face. She bore a striking resemblance to her, the only difference being that she was two years older than her and had captivating blue eyes. “What... are you doing here?” Michelle asked.

"How could things get so out of hand so quickly?" As I headed toward the fair, I mumbled. Within her room. Selena sat on the couch, her lovely legs extended out in front of her, staring at her hands. 'Didn't I definitely touch him?' She reflected herself. 'How come he didn't react at all?' One thing had changed: the bandage on her face was no longer there. No, her entire character had transformed. Selena used to have dark black hair and an average appearance. However, her current attractiveness would make even the gods fall in love. Her looks were meticulously created.

She even had long bangs cut along the side of her hair where dark strands hung close to her right eye. Taking everyone’s advice, she did buy new clothes over a week ago, but she hadn’t worn any of them until tonight. Selena wore a black lacey cocktail dress with a sweetheart neckline, showing off a good amount of cleavage. The hem came above her knee. When she put it on with her black thigh highs, she was afraid it was too short. She didn’t want the top of her stockings to show if she crossed her legs. Susan had assured her that nothing could be seen.

I called out. The door to my office opened, and in stepped Selena. I was momentarily stunned by her appearance. She was dressed in a tight, form-fitting dress that hugged every curve of her body. The dress was a deep red, a color that accentuated her fiery personality, and the neckline dipped low enough to reveal a hint of cleavage. Her hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded down her back, and her makeup was done to perfection, accentuating her high cheekbones and full lips.

“I do remember. I’m sorry… I’m just tired.” Selena grinned once more and sat up. She was wearing a tight little shirt and shorts that practically looked like underwear, and I hated to say it, but she looked… hot. In fact, the longer I looked at her, the less Nina’s face showed clearly in my mind. It was only for a split second, but I swore as I looked at Selena’s body that the name “Nina” wasn’t even a name I’d heard before… Who was Nina?

She started, gazing at the city, “What your mate will be like?” Selena sat with her legs crossed, leaning backwards onto her right hand. She wore a black dress that accentuated her slender waist and chest and stretched down past her knees with a white blazer that fell to her waist. Her flowy, long, white hair danced in the wind every few seconds before falling back down onto her chest. She had piercing blue eyes and a small nose, giving her a sharp yet protectible charm. “No… but what is a mate?” Selena responded, staring at the skyline in front.