Selena With Short Hair Novels & Stories

Selena does not seem to remember her past, so they are unable to attend clubs or parties. Once out of the bathroom, Selena made a choice of uniform. This skirt was slightly shorter than her typical ones. She sat in front of her mirror, deciding what hairstyle to wear with her red hair. She couldn’t decide which one to choose. She had let her hair down yesterday, but she wanted something stronger today. Even a bang will not suffice. Titus’s words remained in her mind. Xavier knew she wanted to end their relationship, so he tried to persuade her otherwise by pretending. Selena shakes her head. That is not what Xavier would do. He doesn’t know. Selena reached for her lip gloss and applied a sma

Daren's mind linked me but I didn't listen to him. "What is your name?" I asked her again. "My name is Selena," She said fearfully just what I want. I nodded and didn't say anything again. Not long I saw her dozing off. I used this opportunity to study her. She is very beautiful. She has long lashes plump pink lips, a paled skin. But something changed my mood she looks skinny and what is with the way she dresses we are in the summer period. Judging from the way she looks she is going to be a high school student.

She gripped her hair, letting the strands curl around her fingers as she guided her against her, slowly and cautiously. A taste was not enough. She wanted more than that. She could feel the tight grip on her hair. The doctor was still in full control and she ached to take it away from her, ached to see her let loose for once. Selena brought her arms under her thighs, hooked her knees on her shoulders as she buried her head in between her legs, wanting more than a taste now.

Selena and Abhay occasionally helped the police and government officials solve cases but that wasn’t their main focus right now. Today, Selena was dressed as a private secretary, in a white shirt and a steel colored pencil skirt, sporting a pair of killer black stilettos. Her long black hair, usually styled in a ponytail, was tied in a tight bun on top of her head to finish the look. Abhay was also in a disguise, dressed in a charcoal black suit jacket and pants, with a deep blue shirt underneath. She had to admit, Abhay looked hot.

And though Freya was seething with frustration, she couldn't help but also glance at Selena. At that moment, Selena sat quietly in her seat as the evening breeze gently stirred a stray lock of hair near her ear. The delicate strand fell softly across her flawless face, weaving a hauntingly beautiful picture. She looked straight out of a painting, like something ethereal and untouched by the real world.

As she got closer to Cayden, she attempted to block out the looks and snatches of talk. Selena glanced at the female seated next to Cayden for the first time as she uttered, "Well Hello there." Deep in thought, Selena appreciated the visitor's unexpected interruption. With heavily fringed ice-blue eyes, towering and voluptuous features, her honey-coloured hair that fell over her shoulders and glistened with golden tones, she was stunning. Her stunning silk blouse, which had a plunging neckline over sun-kissed mounds, was cinched down at the waist by a pair of skin-tight denim shorts.

Stella turned back to the television, the only difference from the Selena she murdered and the one on the television was the blonde hair. Selena changed her hair color the moment she gained fame and didn't want to act like she was the previous Selena. Stella shook her head, to her it was totally impossible "dad this isn't Selena, look the lady is big time investor in the oil sector, Selena is none of that, she's just an uneducated poor girl." Mr Chancy glared at her for a while and walked away. Louis turned to her "I have this feeling that thus is Selena, the same one we all know that went missing."

Selena put on some leather boots that José bought her, and sat on the stool in front of her mirror, putting up her long hair. The hard work paid off. After a year of careful maintenance, Selena's hair is no longer the frizzy yellow hair it once was. It hangs behind her like golden silk and is so slippery that she can't hold it with one hand. Selena worked with her hands for a long time before finally tying her straight hair with a pink ribbon. Selena left the room after getting dressed, José and María felt their eyes light up when they saw their daughter's appearance after getting dressed. Selena will turn fourteen after the New Year. Just like a little flower bud that blooms, she begins to

She has been having the same series of dreams for weeks now but this time around it is getting clearer as the image and voice were getting louder though she couldn't understand any single thing about that dream. Decades and years have already gone by with Selena having grown up into a beautiful woman. She is a sight to behold though her real identity was lain low from her. She was raised and brought up as a human and was always forced onto wearing turtleneck clothes to help hide the mark. The cloth has become her normal dressing code for this has been how she has been dressed since her childhood, she is a free-spirited person though she always has strange feelings. A strange feeling that she

He said, keeping his tone low. Selena jumped up from the couch, closing her door and drawing the curtains. “Don’t you dare say that name in my house, Alpha Hunter.” She rounded on us, stopping inches from his legs. “Why in the name of the Goddess would you do that?” I saw small flickers of light in her eyes, like tiny stars exploding. Her red hair flew out of her ponytail as if they had a life of their own, framing her face. “Calm down, Selena.” I warned her. There was not telling what Hunter would do if she got out of control.