Streaked Blonde Hair Novels & Stories

She’s… beautiful. No. Beautiful doesn’t even cover it. She’s unreal. Long, perfect blonde hair falling over her shoulders like spun gold. Big icy blue eyes. Skin like porcelain. She looks up at me through her lashes and sneers. “What the hell are you staring at, bitch?” she says flatly. I blink. “…what?” “Don’t just stand there,” she snaps, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “It’s creepy.” My mouth opens and closes. “Wait…” I manage. “…what?”

“She stabbed you. No, she wouldn’t do that…” Adley shook her head, using her trembling fingers to comb through the knots in her hair. The blonde strands were coated with so much dirt they looked ash brown. Her brightest feature were her eyes, which flitted around the great hall of Dain’s castle with unrepressed curiosity. She no longer sounded sure of herself, “…not without telling me, at least.”

Would I want it? My hair was half up, half down, with the curled strands framing my face. My black streaks were a stark contrast to my strawberry blond hair and olive complexion, but the dress accented my eyes, giving them an ethereal glow. A little charcoal eye shadow and clear lip gloss and I have to say, I agree with Petra. I looked like a Queen.

If the groom didn't show up, the wedding naturally wouldn't take place. Annalise would have no choice but to just host her birthday banquet. Thus, Yasmin relaxed and didn't urge Blake to go home anymore. That evening, Chris returned. He was carrying a heavy backpack, and his expression was grim. Spotting Yasmin sweeping the front of the house, he rushed over, grabbed her hand, and tried to run. "I heard from my classmates that the people who came to our town are looking for a woman whose surname is Starr. They said she had long hair, bright eyes, and fair skin. Isn't that you?"

Deciding to peek inside first because of my beating heart. I looked inside and I saw my best friend, Constance Avery on the elevated ground. I had been so caught up in my pain that I had forgotten she was in the hall all along. Now she stood there, her gorgeous face gleaming in the lights, her body draped in silk and her brown hair brushed and held up in a regal braid. I recognized that hairstyle; it was one only the Luna of Black Blood Pack gotta wear and for a normal person to wear it was treason. I had stopped wearing it since the fire accident since part of my hair to my skull was also burned and it looked ridiculous on me.

Then Azxel added the pink streak Sky mentioned earlier, he added a thin, layer at the front edge of the blonde, just enough to stand out but not overwhelm it. Sky watched him in the mirror the whole time, his eyes wide with amusement. When Azxel finished drying Sky’s hair, Sky looked at the reflection, his dark hair with a burnt blonde streak and a thin pink highlight glowing near his forehead. One side at the front, exactly the way he wanted. Sky ran his fingers through it, smiling sweetly. “We match,” he said softly. Then he looked at Azxel’s new hair, his face, the smile he couldn’t hide.

I winked, running a hand over my curls before throwing up the doors to the walk-in closet. “Where do you get your hair dyed? I always wanted to get streaks in my hair. Or just outright dye it to not be a blonde.” Persephone asked as I started pulling clothes off hangers. “Oh, I don’t. This is natural. Like how André has that blue streak, I have red streaks. No clue why. We just do. André says it’s because we are too fabulous to have normal hair. I think it’s more to do with being hybrids or half-breeds as some rudely call us.” I huffed, putting some outfits onto the bench at the end of the bed.

Candy didn’t know why this happened, but having erect nipples seemed to be her normal condition. After showering and washing her hair, she towel-dried it and then followed with the electric dryer. Her hair was brown, but it had the usual collection of sun streaks through it. The streaks were in every color from brown through gold, and almost to platinum. Since she wore her hair in an urchin cut, the overall effect was breathtaking. Unfortunately, the whole effect was lost because of her misshapen mouth. Beyond that, though, had her teeth and jaw been normal, Candy would still have dismissed her physical appearance out of hand.

***** We walk in to library and find Stacy just where she was yesterday. She does look quite different with her hair becoming blonde but still white. Some kind of weird change though but I did ignore it. "Welcome back Alpha and Luna How was your night?" She asks showing courtesy. "Good. We came just like you said we should." Jay says. "Wonderful. " She gasps. "Stacey, why is your hair turning blonde?" I couldn't help but ask. The mixture of two colours on her hair is off and obviously she didn't try to use dye.

We are not thinking about that greasy food that I am unable to have for god knows when. "Finally! Took you long enough baby sis, and look at you, you finally developed and don't look like a homeless child anymore! Well done!" Willow exclaimed with her newly dyed blonde hair that looks damaged to the point it is about to fall out at any point, but who am I to say when she is the "oh so beautiful Willow".