Novel & Cerita Short Spiky Black Hair

I followed her eyes which landed on a beautiful picture of a Greek god displaying on her system screen in black and white suit. My mouth fell open and my eyes were saucers. His coffee eyes with a hint of gold specks instantly lured me into them. They were beautiful and captivated. Sharp jawline with light stubble and high cheekbones. Straight nose, plump lips and he is a man of strong features to grab anyone's attention in a very split second. His raven black hairs were so stylishly short trimmed on the sides by brushing all the hair forward before styling it into a wave shape as it is sure to turn heads.

-EMILY- It felt like it had come to an end. The old hook drawn to a sharp brazen oil now set ablaze. I had always felt like that, my soul churning to the stupefied melodies my heart had made. My mind was always racing when he arrived, his black wavy hair bending the room to its will, his ferocious stare making me weak in the knee, and his well-chiseled chin bottling up every single punishment he was to serve.

And cut. I don't cry. I don't hesitate. This hair was the hair Aureliano stroked. This was the hair Spadino buried his face in. This was the hair Ciro held when he fucked me. It has to go. When I am done, my hair is a jagged, chin-length bob. It looks rough. Angry. I take out the box of hair dye. Jet Black. I mix it in the sink. The chemical smell burns my nose. I slap the black sludge onto my head, rubbing it into my scalp until it stains my skin.

Kacie Wavy black hair fell just below her shoulders, it had grown since the last time I’d seen her. Striking light blue eyes that resembled lightning stared down at me. Circle orbs hung from her ears as they gave off that familiar orange-yellow glow. A black spaghetti dress hugged her curves. It dipped low and her chest was on display. Black and sheer spirals wrapped around her body leaving little to the imagination.

Dakota says, matter of fact. “Called off huh? Shall we build a fire and braid our hair? I would adore catching up on my gossip,” he taunts. But his face is solid, unmoving and gives nothing away. His hair is black, maybe an inch long and buzzed up the sides. His eyes are practically gray, and chilling. His skin is weathered, he’s clearly outside more than in. Probably shifted more than not.

It was hilarious! Born with black hair, dusky skin and honey brown eyes, Zivah Chopra was a stunner. She had coloured blond streaks and they looked striking on her wavy pitch black hair that reached just below her shoulders. Her face was slightly oval with heart shaped lips that made the perfect pout. Zivah, as her name said, was a light of brilliance.

She concluded in her mind not to speak to anyone as the men hurled thing at her,she would wait for the one called Sire Melvin. A man walked in shoulder length black hair , he looked more like prince , war prince from the way he moved . Khloe could not see him clearly from she was , she could only see his hair ,his long black hair that was black like the night , darker than the night if she could say .

I am coming my love, I am coming for you. I call in the servants and ask them to help me cut my hairs. Like I said, it’s been so long since I had a decent haircut. As the boy cuts my hairs, I notice the dark black strands that bounce off my shoulder and finally land on the ground. Catty was right, I had the same hair colour as hers. Raven black. I whisper smiling.

He is powerful, cunning, evil, and sly. “The god of chaos,” I said. And he smiled widely. “Not many people outside this kingdom know me, but she could tell from looking at me she is indeed smart,” he said, smiling. Honestly, he is not looking bad at all; from the way he sat and crossed his legs, he must be very tall. He has bright white skin. I can’t tell if he is muscular or just lanky with the baggy clothes he is wearing, but the clothes look good on him. Black must be his favourite colour, as his nails are also painted black. But what I don’t understand is his hair style. He had on a galax hairstyle, with the hair in the middle looking like spikes. He is still handsome, even with the craz

Kaiden said, he noticed that each time a lecturer takes attendance and this particular name is mentioned, they seem surprised to know the person is not in class "She never misses class" A female voice answered him, he looked at who had answered, she was one seat away from his, the seat between them is empty, she smiled elegantly at him, she brushed back her hair which was dyed in all white, the white hair makes her look like a goddess, but seeing her lips which are covered with a shiny black lipstick, her nails were a little bit longer and they were also painted in shiny black paint with some shiny stoned – makes Kaiden gets witchy vibes from her.