Senna Bleach Novels & Stories

I read the instructions that were on the back of the pack. Step one: pour the liquids into the given bottle. Step two: shake the bottle well to mix the liquids. Step three: bleach your hair if necessary. Step four: apply the mix and let it sit for 30 minutes. Step five: wash your hair. Voila: you have yourself new hair!

Senna I used to think my brain was a box with a locked lid. I liked the lock because it kept me safe and let me do my work. But tonight, the lock just fell off and everything inside came pouring out. "It is just a ritual blend," I said to the empty infirmary. I was talking to the bowl of herbs on my table. I talk to myself when the room is too quiet. "The pack member asked for it. Cedar, dried petals, and that one special root. It shouldn't smell like this."

They nodded and flipped papers about each of the products as I continued, "Our green tea, and pomegranate cleanser for acne-prone and sensitive skin. The Lemon, honey and chamomile cleanser, for semi-dry to combination skin, as well as to achieve glowy radiant skin. The citrus combo cleanser that includes, grapefruit and orange, made for oily or combination skin plus for adding extra exfoliation to produce clear skin. Our aloe vera and cucumber cleanser made for cooling down and soothing the skin, for all types, specifically sensitive. Blueberry and mint cleanser for damaged skin, and bringing back the original brightness, giving a youthful glowing skin. And finally, our rice water and white

“What white?” “The cream. I see almost a transparent cream.” “Are we talking about the Salvaben Cream?” “Yes,” I replied. “It’s not white or transparent. It’s green. The darker the green, the stronger it is. It’s herbs—special herbs, thus the color.” My heart thundered as I looked at the white or clear gel in my hand.

“Take care of yourself, Luna. And don’t hesitate to call for Senna if you need anything.” I left quickly, my steps echoing in the empty corridor. I’d made it maybe twenty paces when I realized I’d forgotten my napkin. I turned back, intending to retrieve it quickly. Then I saw Senna standing in the examination room doorway, her back to the corridor. In her hands was something small that glowed with a faint, sickly green light. She was smiling as she looked at whatever it was. “Healer Senna?” My voice made her spin around so fast that she nearly dropped whatever she was holding. The green glow vanished instantly. I could not tell if it was hidden or extinguished.

“Oh yes. This is the life. If heaven doesn’t look like this, I don’t want it.” I chuckled under my breath. Typical Sienna. Sharp scissors clicked soon after, slicing through the air as they trimmed her blonde into neat, angled layers that glittered under the bright salon lights. Mine followed, though my darker strands were being primed for something bolder. The bleaching that would strip me down and rebuild me into her double.

"This is a poison. If anyone keeps drinking this for, let's say… eight months to one and a half years, depending on when they started, and depending on the dose given—and the person's immune system—if luck isn't on their side, they won't even remember how to breathe. The person's heart will just... stop. And it will look like a natural brain failure." I gripped the paper. I looked at the list of chemicals. The names were long and complex, but the result was simple. "Wolf’s Bane extract—does it bleach?" I asked. "Nope. It doesn't. Not alone. "But with this…" she pointed at a text on the paper, "…and this mixed together, it bleaches. Or gives the bleach effect. Why do you ask?" "Nothing," I sa

I thundered. They flinched and the woman closest to me raised a finger and glanced at Lena. “We begged her to leave but she wouldn't budge. She said she wanted to do this herself and we… we…” her breath swallowed her voice. Lena took a step forward, her eyes glued to her feet. “It's true Alpha, I just wanted to be useful around here,” “Useful? You call this useful?” I said with a stern voice, staring at the mess on her Apron and the utensils that were all over the floor.

The scream that left my lips was bloodcurdling. I stare at my reflection in horror and almost have the urge to cry. My hair is no longer a fair shade of strawberry blonde but a creamy chocolate brown, my natural hair colour. Oh, shit, shit, shit! I grabbed my bottle of shampoo and dumped its contents into the sink; it wasn’t shampoo. It was bleach. Fuck! How did bleach get in here? Someone must have poured bleach into this bottle, and Kiara was the only one in the room. My blood boiled in such a way that I was certain my skin was turning a bright shade of red. I storm out of the bathroom, but I am met by no one in our room.

After saying that, she reached out to grab it. Selena immediately took a step and left the face cream behind to avoid his hand. When Iris saw that she couldn't grab it, she turned and took another box, “Then give me this...” That box was the Selena base made by finely base the jasmine seeds collected by father, which was even more precious. Compared with lead-based white powder, which no matter how fine it is, it will whiten your face without leaving traces of thick gouache, and it also has a natural jasmine fragrance that lasts for a long time.