Sif's Golden Hair Novels & Stories

He turned on the throne, draping himself over it so his hair hung over the arm and his head rested upon it. I took the comb from his hand. It was stone and elaborately carved. I recognised the workmanship as Fae in origin. I sat on the floor and spread the gilded and heavy silk of his hair out over my lap so I could run the comb through it. By the time I had worked my way to the crown of his head, it was almost dry. “You have never cut your hair,” I commented as I laid the comb to the side and rose onto my knees in order to begin to braid the golden tresses.

It crawled against my skin, seeping into my bones. “Sylvara!” I cried in my head. “What is that?!” Her voice quivered. “That’s a familiar aura…” Familiar? I hate the way she spoke, especially now! I forced my trembling hands to lift, just enough to steady myself as I looked up. My heart pounded painfully, my breath shallow. The light faded slowly, revealing a tall figure standing in the midst of the golden mist. His back was still turned to me, his long hair shimmering, no longer black but silver. Silver like the moon itself.

EPISODE 3 The moment the six boys walked into the cafeteria, the girls went wild. Everyone gasped in awe. Sia narrowed her eyes slightly and started naming them off without me even asking. “The one with the gold hair is Jay. His dad is the famous fashion designer Jacob Bruce from Paris. The one with green hair is Scott. His family owns a big company in New York called S.O.” “The one sitting next to Michael is Dave,” Sia continued. “He’s… well, kind of rude,” she added with a mischievous smirk.

“What can I do for you? Goldie asks sweetly as I give them two menus to eat. As I am bending over to give the second person his menu, he reaches out to touch the only strand of white hair I have. “You are too beautiful for your kind… My kind? I pull away quickly, brushing the wayward white strand back before he can touch it. My hair is tied in two buns. Naturally, it is black with a pure white thread running through it. No matter what I do, it never takes color, so I leave it. My skin is the same way. A deep bronze brown color with a few pale white spots scattered across my body. I have one circling my eyes and one that sits on the left side of my wide nose. There is a small spot on my jaw a

GABRIEL POV I walk into the hair salon and notice that all the ladies were giving me a strange look, for some reason. I walk up to where Sia is seated and when her face comes in contact with me, I am left speechless. Not only did she dye her hair, she equally had her nose peirced and her ears twince. ' Mom is so going to kill me' " Sia who told you, you could have your nose and ears peirced?" I ask angry

The Critic raised his silver-glass pen and tapped the air. Silas let out a shriek of agony as his "Biological Truth" was "Upgraded." His human skin tore, and the gold-veined fur erupted in a violent, bloody burst. But it wasn't the "Sovereign Gold" of the North. It was a "Market Gold"—a shiny, metallic substance that felt heavy and cold. His claws grew, but they were shaped like surgical scalpels, designed for maximum visual "Gore." "I... am... not... yours!" Silas roared, the sound amplified by the theater's high-fidelity sound system.

She said causing me to break into an instant smile while she laughed. Sofia was as beautiful as a Hollywood star. Her thick, wavy, long blond hair gracefully fell down to her shoulders and encircled her diamond-shaped face. A golden suntan brought out her smooth, clear complexion and high cheek bones. Her slightly arched chestnut brown eyebrows highlighted her emotions by moving up and down as she spoke to me.

Jack uses his Alpha voice with her. "I am Sienna Mendetta, but everyone calls me Silver." Silver introduces herself. Sienna? I never knew that was her real name. I knew Silver was just a nickname, I never asked what her real name is. "Why does everyone call you Silver, Sienna?" He questions her more. "My hair. It's a birth defect in my family, all girls are born with silver hair." Jack nods. I walk over to Silver, "It was amazing seeing you again. I'll visit you soon." I state. "I bet you will." Silver laughs. I smile at her and mouth 'thank you'. She mouthes 'you're welcome' back.

She sighed, wanting to talk me out of it but I had already Tori was sipping on her caramel macchiato drink as she wiggled her eyebrows playfully, “Oh….you know what they say. Once you go blonde, you’ll never go back. You hurt a woman and once she changes her hair, she’ll never return to you.” I shrugged, “I made up my mind, I am done being the timid Saphira they know.” Tori clapped her hands at me, “Yes! That’s the spirit girlie! Make them regret messing with you.” I am thankful for how supportive Tori is but I feel embarrassed as some people were staring at us weirdly now, wondering what was going on with our noise.

Sia had her hair falling over her face while Samantha had her hair tied up into a ponytail at the back of her head. “I have been resisting making a background check on Sia and as much as she seems alienated from our world, she doesn’t seem that simple” Caleb replied chuckling again. “She’s very much different from us; that’s glaring obvious” Phillip replied and Caleb nodded his head. “That’s more why I feel like anything could happen with her”