Short Blonde And Purple Hair Novels & Stories

NYLA Cortia ran my fingers through my golden blood hair, she kept applying the dye till my hair reach the perfect color of lavender, the original color of the royal blood of Peralez. Although my father barely boast of his purple locs, and rather keeps his head bald, I had the liberty of being born with my mother's blond locs. As history prevails no matter who ever the Alpha of Peralez chose to marry the offsprings always possess lavender hair and deep set of purple eyes, this trait seemed to have skip me so I dye my hair and change my blue eyes to purple to fit in my mother's fantasy.

Briar does leave a lasting effect on people, sometimes even unintentionally. One thing that made her noticeable easily was her hair. Shining light brown and very long, reaching her lower back, probably even lengthy. Not straight, not curly either. You can say somewhere in the middle? Considering how hard it to take care of voluminous hair, most students have shorter hair. But hers, appear different.

"I hate you. I really do. But at the same time, I am sorry. I feel sad even though…" He put his hand on her hair and she slowly drifted into sleep. She looked peaceful. It was the first time that he noticed she has long, straight hair, raven black in color. Her thin eyebrows and thick lashes were a paler black compared to her hair. She was not tall; wearing the light blue gown she looked even shorter yet sleek and slender in a gorgeous way.

They carried themselves with confidence, their small shoulders squared and their chins held high. Their sister, a tiny princess with a mop of curly blonde hair, wore a stunning white dress with delicate lace trim and a satin bow at the waist. The dress fell in soft folds around her knees, and she twirled with excitement, her bright blue eyes sparkling like diamonds. She clutched a small, matching purse in her hand, her tiny fingers wrapped tightly around the delicate strap. “Why is her hair dyed blonde?” Anna asked her mother in disbelief. “For the culture. Isn’t it beautiful?” she asked, worry brewing on her face.

She had platinum blonde hair that was pulled up in a sleek ponytail, seafoam green eyes, legs that go for miles in a short black mini skirt that barely covered her butt, huge breast that was spilling out of the deep read halter top that was two sizes too small. The other two girls looked the same. Light curly brown hair down the middle of their backs, one had a hot pink mini skirt on where at the other had a deep purple one on. They had on the same type of halter top as the blonde but the pink skirted one had a white one where as the purple skirts was black. Their boobs weren’t as big the blonde but still enough to make one envious. They weren’t as tall as the blonde either even with their f

"I want to chop it off. Not bald but I want a nice, sexy, reborn type of short hair," "Color?" "Oh it's always going to be blonde," I smirk and I take my seat and she immediately gets to work. I was ready to feel alive and reborn again. I was ready to be happy again.

He could easily snap me in two. His skin is clear blue, like the ocean on a summer's day. The hair on his head is lighter in color, a pale blue that is almost white and cut short on the sides with more length up the middle. It looks perfectly messy, like he just woke up and only pulled his fingers through it. His jaw is sharp and has a light stubble, his nose is broad and slightly flat, and his eyes have a beautiful, shining purple color. He is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, even if he is blue.

Nova’s POV I wake with a start when a familiar laugh rings through the air and my bed bounces from someone jumping on it and look into a pair of blue gray eyes and mischievous smile with “Oh My God! When did you dye your blond locks, girl!?” Her light blonde hair is now shades of pinks and purples with one little stripe of bright yellow.