Tintin Hair Novels & Stories

I just had to make sure I could conceal a little white lie the next day. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ I kept my face expressionless as my hair was being blow-dried and only looked at the mirror. Danielle on the other hand looked happier than usual, she had planned to get a new hair color but decided to dye her hair back to its normal color, a darker shade of brown. Unlike Taylor's hair that was a light brown. Danielle's hair was darker and made her look gorgeous. She had been going on and on about why she had decided to cut her hair and how it worked out perfectly though she missed her long hair. Danny's and my hair was almost the same length after I got it trimmed except that my hair reached my shoulders while

Finally those blonde hair of hers fell from her face and her face became visible to those inky eyes. Her skin was gleaming as crystals, her rosy full lips were bloodshed red. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and there wasn't even a single mark on her skin. She was taintless. He again shrugged her shoulder, causing her to hiss and that was where he noticed, her arm had been wounded, probably because of getting crashed with his car or by those men or while running away from them.

The water turned a light shade of pink as I rinsed my hair and I realized I had blood in there too, I just couldn't see it. It had me wondering just how much of my life I spent covered in someone else's blood. Yet another perk of being a Hunter. I washed my hair and got out of the tub, I applied a whipped coconut leave-in conditioner to my long locks and then put them in a single braid down the right side.

Reaching inside, he found a tuft of fur—orange and white. It was the same color as Rinko Morita’s hair. With a mix of wonder and disbelief, Takuto stared at the fragment of fur. What did this mean?

Serenity I led him into the ensuite, and I gently guided Tay to sit at the vanity, catching his reflection in the mirror—a blend of exhaustion and relief. I rummaged through the drawers until I found a comb and brush, then set to work, carefully loosening his braids and running my fingers through his thick, tangled hair. With each gentle pull, I could feel him relax, the tension easing while I untangled the braids and massaged his scalp, combing away remnants of dirt and debris that clung from their journey.

Satisfied with pranking Liam, Harriet stopped Liam who was almost going to the river to see his reflection on the water. She spoke soothingly, "Milord, don't worry." The woman then parted her own hair and showed it to Liam. "Look, Milord. I have it too." Harriet showed a bunch of hair above the nape of her neck which was much paler and whiter in appearance, in contrast to the rest of her hair, which still had a lavender tint. Liam was still stunned, but he furrowed his brows. "Grey hairs?" he asked again.

"I want the Targaryen type of blond. You can do that for me right?" "Of course! There is nothing that I can't do," he said confidently. I lost the count of hours I've been sitting here. All I know is, Cholo bleached my black hair and then added a blonde base color. Soaked it in my hair for a few hours. Rinsed and applied some treatment. I yawned. My back is already hurting and I feel numb. I looked up at the clock hanging against the wall. It's past 6 in the evening. I've been in here since one o'clock. Six hours have passed already.

A second passed by before she continued. "Can I touch it? Hope it's not blazing as well?" I was yet to fully comprehend her sentence when Jeyre reached for my hair from across the tiny table between us, and within seconds, she had her hand wrapped in the silky length of crystal hair. "Hmm, still the same texture and feel as your previous natural black hair. Just that, this feels a bit silkier." I stiffled a laugh when she raised a handful and sniffed. "Nothing different, still same scent of chocolate and mint flavors." She noted, looking so serious I couldn't help but smell my own hair as well.

Ever since i’ve known Tieran his hair has always been the same silver of his eyes. He even got the particular shade named after him. Tieran Silver. Tieran’s hair is a dark black. A sleek hairstyle pulls it back and frames his face in a very severe light. His eyes though…. his eyes are still the same silver they’ve always been and right now, they’re filled with so much pride when he looks at me. Something warm turns in my belly again but it ignore the feeling, and focus on the man in front of me instead.

He scrubbed her back, marveling at the prominent ridges along her spine, making him think of her as a tiny dragon instead. "Tink's turn." Tink gently washed his around his wounds, taking particular care near the bite mark on his shoulder, which was now just a series of small scabs. She scrubbed him slowly Her hair was the worst. Mike had Tink dunk her head, dirt and grime turning the water brown. He drained the tub and refilled it twice, helping her shampoo her long, dirty strands of hair. Once her hair was clean, he discovered that her hair was a dark auburn, with alternating streaks of red and brown throughout. While he had been willing to fuck her in the dark, the emerald creature in his