Novel & Cerita Short Spiky Black Hair

Hair for face guy was tall and very skinny, made me think of the bass he was playing. The lead guitarist had black flames tattooed on his neck and shaggy blonde hair with dark roots. His face was long and angular. His dark gray eyes scanned the crowd. The music started and everyone started jumping and dancing. We all stayed to the side, so we wouldn't get thrown into mosh pits.

"What the hell girl! Are you trying to give us all a heart attack, rather than coffee?!" The guy with pink dyed spiky hair shrieked, staring at her in bewilderment and anger. Emma thought that he would have looked handsome a bit if he hadn't decided to go power ranger on his hair. The other guy with short, but curly black hair, had a surprised but amazed look on his face. She wondered why he hadn't ordered for the rest, or perhaps call their attention earlier as she had stood there.

A clear voice chimed from behind me. I tilted my body to the side because the guy was so fucking huge that he blocked my whole view. My jaw almost hang in awe at the sight before me, the voice belonged to a skinny girl, she was small, in all honesty, like maybe, five foot four. Her hair was purple from top to bottom with occasional azure blue and pink highlights, it was pulled into a ponytail. She was wearing a black tattered crop tee that showed off her belly button that was a deep blue stone and a blue denim shorts, hanging low on her hips, showing the v line of her hips smoothly.

he asked sarcastically. I carefully looked at his hair, which was very different. He had quite a unique haircut that was styled into a high ponytail that extended down his back. The sides of his head were shaved, with a sharp, defined line running parallel to the shaved area, giving a clean, edgy contrast to the longer hair on top.

5 feet. Dressed entirely in black, his clothing seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows of the surrounding woods, emphasizing the striking contrast of his electric blue hair that stood out like a beacon in the dim light. His eyes, devoid of any white, were as black as the darkest night, reflecting an intensity that seemed to penetrate to the very core of their beings.

It was obvious then that he was bigger than the others because he was supposed to be the Alpha, but now he's showing me what he's really capable of. What he's always been. What he was all along… Spiky black fur starts to sprout from his body, shiny and pointy like needles instead of hair. His nails are sharp and black, tapered to a deadly point that I know would hurt immediately upon contact. But the strangest thing about him apart from his blood red eyes is his teeth. They're all the same size, pointy and shaped more like triangular blades than actual teeth.

"That is definitely a female, look at all that hair." Both men turned in their seats to look. Her hair had come undone during the fight and now covered her face and trailed down to the floor of the vehicle. It was a soft, shiny black that was straight as a pin until the last six or so inches, which had a kind of bouncy wave-like thing going on. "Turn around!" My order startled both of them, but they just laughed and did what I said.

𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒅, 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊 𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒌, 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎.

It was a glimpse of strength, not flaunted but present, like the hint of steel beneath silk. His black hair, thick and slightly tousled, fell to his neck in loose waves that framed his angular face. The golden stands caught the light as he moved, a soft contrast to the dark clothing that made his hair seem to glow. The length of it was just enough to brush his collar.

one with spiky hair asks not hiding the amusement in his voice. I'm in big trouble. Not again.