Novel & Cerita Sif's Golden Hair

He felt as though he had to because 18 months ago, heir to the Von Creig family and the first of her name, Ari Anna Devos Von Craig came into this world. She was born on the island in her father's mansion with golden hair and golden eyes. When she came out of the Womb, the entire room lit up with a golden hue. It looked like the sun was rising. This flabbergasted everybody, including Xasha. They did not understand what having gold hair meant, nor why hers glowed like that. No matter how he looked at her with his Open Eyes, he couldn't figure out what made her different. He, however, discovered the cause of her glow, she was attracting golden particles but he did not understand what these gol

When I came out of the tent after my bath the next morning as we prepared to leave, when Elison saw my hair, he nudge Orel then he looked at me too and frowned when he saw my hair. “The hair of the women in my family has always been silver, I dye the hair to avoid stares and I haven’t washed the hair since before the hunt so the dye was still there.” I explained, Orel nodded at my explanation.

“but there is something else. We found fur which matches the fur the feral left all over Johnny but we found a second donor.” She paused to open on of the pockets in her coat and pulled out a small clear evidence bag. Inside was several strands of golden hair. The way they caught the first rays of the morning sun made them Shimmer like threads of gold or silk. As beautiful as it was, it was unusual as well. Sandy or sable coats weren’t totally uncommon but they were usually mixed with other colours. This had no other colours mixed in. “The feral seems to have gained a friend “ Sierra continued, unaware of the significance of her find. “And I think I know where they are going.”

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.

She stood at the VIP bar, her leather clad legs getting attention from most of the men up there. And yes, it was flattering but she knew once she turned around, they would all look away. None of her scars showed from the back, which is why her top was gold and backless. She swirled her straw in the glass, smiling at the bartender as he nodded. “Good crowd,” he said. “Always is. Some high rollers in tonight.”

“ It doesn't make sense. You're my age but I've never seen you before. Did you sign into this school just yesterday? What is it that you want? And why did you dye your hair black?” Stunned, Kira raises a strand of her hair and sees its golden blonde color. “ You're really smart aren't ya? ” she smiles. As she blinks her black pupils turn to their original golden color. To Sophie's astonishment, the rest of her hair turns to gold too. Shaken, she staggers back to the wall. “ Wha... What the heck are you? ” she stammered, her feet trembling. “ I am, Kira! ” Kira chuckled and licks one of her knives. The markings glow gold.

“Just Sierra.” “Okay, Sierra. Is it true that your hair is silver?” He smacked lightly Gray’s shoulder and joked, “It’s not like I don’t trust you, kiddo. Just that… the only time I see someone’s with silver hair means that they’re terribly old! HAHA!” Seeing that no ones laughed at his poor joke, Keith coughed and stared at Sierra hopefully. It’s been a long time since she felt like she wanted to poke someone’s eyes out from the sockets. “Keith, right? You’re ridiculously rude.”

Hailey stood to the side, smirking quietly. However, Ashton just glanced briefly at the photos and said dismissively, "Mrs. Fisher, it looks like your Photoshop skills could use some work." Even though Mom tried hard to maintain her composure, she finally snapped after several failed attempts. She threw down her phone and gave up all pretense. "Fine! You and Caroline are working together to piss us off, aren't you! Either way, she indeed has cancer. Even if she gets down on her knees and begs me, I'm not paying for her treatment!"

Marcus grabs my waist and pushes me behind him, “Your highness.” He did a bow-like gesture. “What are you doing?” Marcus opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. “ And do not even think about lying. Your job was to stay hidden and to keep your eyes on her.” The purple eyes slowly faded to gold and Marcus sighed.

(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) "Is the obsidian blade ready, or are we going to stand here and wait for the sun to swallow the Citadel?" Sofia’s voice was a resonant chime of sapphire and steel. She stood in the shadow of the Royal Garrison’s outer wall, her silver hair shimmering like a ghost in the violet twilight. Her jade-sapphire skin was barely covered by tactical leather, the Heartstone in her chest pulsing with a low, dangerous hum. She wasn't the girl who had cleaned pots in the Montague kitchen; she was a predator stalking a goddess.