Spell Blonde Hair Novels & Stories

Her body hidden by his; all that can be seen of her is a shock of carrot-orange hair. ".... Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess, and her name was Shelley. And Princess Shelley wasn't like all the other ordinary princesses. All the ordinary princesses had hair that was blond or brown or black...." The little girl pipes up, in a way that says she already knows the answer to her question. "What colour was Princess Shelley's hair?" Al replies. "Princess Shelley's hair was bright red and the ordinary princesses teased her about it. But that was only because they were jealous...."

He knew that he couldn't keep it away from her anymore; it wasn't right. “You were naturally born with light blonde, a color that was mistaken to be white,” Bartram revealed, making the two in the room's jaws drop in astonishment. “I kept on dying your hair because it brought too much attention to you, but I could do nothing about your eyes.” Luna's mouth was hanging open as she heard that. She had thought that she was a black-haired lady. It turned out that she was blonde. “If you had been with your blonde hair, you would have been discovered earlier. Also, you were stronger at birth and could tell what was going to happen in a few minutes.”

She was standing outside my bedroom door, with a pie in her hand, and her mouth on the floor. "Mom, relax. I just bleached them a little," She stepped closer and began assessing my hair more carefully. "You had beautiful brown hair and now it's all... white. Like old people white," "It's called platinum blonde," "What did you do that for?" "Well, tomorrow's the first day back to school. I just feel like it's time for a little change..." My whole high school career had been somewhat... bland. Zero love life, no dramas, and no fights. That sounded peaceful, yes, but also very boring.

Mom picks up her bag and walks out, locking the door behind her. “Bye mom!” “Bye Carol, see you at 8:00 p.m.” Hannah just walked in. She’s been at the salon all afternoon. “Hannah! Omg! Blonde now? “Yea. What? Don’t you like it? The woman gave me purple shampoo. It helps to even out the tone.” I get up from laying on the couch. “It’s very radiant, bright actually. It fits your personality. I love it.” “Right! Everyone from my girl squad was there, we're all blonde now.”

She paused for a second, unsure of what to do before she instantly grabbed a strand of hair that cascaded on her shoulders, staring at it, hoping to confirm or dispel Leonardo's words. Brunette. Hayley's golden yellow hair stared right back at her as she brought it before her face. Confusion engraved Hayley's expression as she looked at her hair, still in disbelief. Brunette meant brown-haired, right? But Hers was blonde. Yellow. There's a huge difference. Leonardo couldn't have mixed up his words, could he? Even if he had, he wouldn't dare to taunt her in this situation?... Hold up... Did that mean? Had his plan actually worked?!

Janet Grey. Then the identical brown eyes and hair to that of her son's. Melissa Grey. And finally the quiet Grey, bright blue eyes like the father's and beach blonde hair. Sophia Grey. Beach blonde hair, that's what he could've compared my hair to, not a mare. I smile while Xander remains neutral, "Enjoy your brunch." Miss Brianna stakes her leave. I take this as my last shot to annoy her, "Bye Brittney!" B*tch. I wave my hand behind her as she storms off with elegance.

“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

She had recently committed two crimes and was on the verge of the third and everyone would be on the lookout for a red-haired girl. The different hair color would grant her the anonymity that she needed. She was tired of looking over her back in case someone who recognized her was watching. She watched as the hairdresser poured out into a bowl, some powders, and other substances. She closed her eyes as she recalled her evil twin sister's long beautiful hair that according to her mother, was as white as her heart was black. In a quiet voice, Hazel said, "Make it platinum blonde." She needed her heart to become as dark as her hair was white, this was the only way she could make it through this

Jerry replied with a gentle voice. “I will, thanks,” Sheila responded curtly and the call came to an end. Now Sheila's mind was reeling and her instincts began to tell her things. It was either because she was a supernatural being with supernatural eyes, that was why she could see Hannah's real hair color. Meaning the grey color could be fake, or could it be that it was the golden bronze that was fake? Or, it was a system glitch, network issue, or even a screen hue issue. However, the former made more sense as she was unable to suggest why her hair color was grey and bronze at the same time.

The opened before she could say a word and Ronan stepped in, looking really happy, he had his hand behind him. "How are you doing my jewel ? " He asked as he stepped behind ivy. Ivy looked at him through the mirror her expression tired and was completely different from yesterday's. "The dye in your hair is starting to fade you should wash it off anyways I love your blonde natural hair " Ronan said and Ivy frowned. Didn’t Selena have black hair? Why was Ronan saying he loved her blonde hair? she wondered. Did he know she wasn’t really Selena? "Blonde hair? " She asked confusedly.