Twintail Hair Novels & Stories

she laughed nervously, Shawn froze, staring at the mix of pink and blue confetti scattered across the floor, across Eva’s hair, across his own shoulders. Then the realization hit him like a lightning strike, “Twins,” His voice cracked with awe, “We are having twins!” He exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air, The room erupted in joyous shock, “Twins?!” Eleanor gasped, covering her mouth, Richard let out a rare laugh, “This is Incredible,” Daine squealed, clapping her hands together, “Oh my goodness, one boy and one girl!”

My crescent moon on my right shoulder shone silver, Kieran's on his left mirroring it, linking us forever. The heat surged beyond control, a wildfire raging through our veins, demanding more… demanding everything. Our bodies trembled with it, we shifted together, seamless and instinctive… the need for our wolves to claim each other intense. Nalani’s fur burst forth in shimmering silver streaked with gold, radiant under the hospital lights like liquid moonlight. Kieran and I transformed beside her, our golden coats streaked with silver threads that caught the glow, marking the completed bond forever.

Astrid was the one who brought flowers to be put in the room. Sanvika sat beside Vivaan after she arranged the flowers. One side of his head was shaved where they operated. That area was still bandaged. Sanvika fixed the remaining hair strands. Vivaan always had good hair. He took pride in his hair and always kept it in well-groomed condition. Sanvika thought that he may not be happy at the fact that one side of his head is now shaved. She moved her fingers through the front fringes.

Freeze states. I tell him that they need to keep us updated if she does show up there. Solar comes in with a big smile on his face. I see some papers in his hand. He pulls out a picture of a girl, and she is beautiful. He says that this is the twins' mate. She is short at about 5’4”, with long hair that begins out black at the top and fades to almost an iridescent white at the bottom and the most alluring clear silvery blue eyes that I have ever seen. There is something about here that I can’t place. She doesn’t match the descriptions of the black opal dragons we have heard, or in the book I have read. “Can you show this picture to your aunt?” I asked Solar.

On top of that her gown was puffed from below the waist, thus with her each spin and twirl the gown was also moving making her seem like a fairy. In this twirling, the hair clip which was supposed to keep Tofu's hairs tied loosened and fell down making her shoulder length hairs fall down on her shoulders like a waterfall. This scene was so beautiful that many people were awestruck at the moment. It was a complete feast to the eye.

Her fingers began moving faster now. Sectioning my hair carefully. Twisting pieces gently. Pinning strands into place. I watched every movement through the mirror. Curious. Nervous. Fascinated. Slowly Very slowly My hair began to take shape. Soft curls formed near the ends. Pinned elegantly along one side. Leaving the other side flowing freely across my shoulder. It looked… graceful. Elegant. Different. “Wow…” I whispered quietly. Tianna smiled slightly. “Not done yet.”

Xiao Feng stood while bowing his head to the figure of the girl he believed to be from the Twin Scorpion Clan, the strongest 10 Star sect in the neutral sect. The main characteristic of members of the Twin Scorpion Clan is that they have two foot-length braids of hair and the two hairs function like hands, or sometimes like a whip. In a state of battle, Twin Scorpion Clan cultivators always used their long braided hair to attack or make defenses.

I am always wet for them. I can not control myself for some reason. It's always been like that, ever since the very first day that I met the twins. I have never had control of my bodies reaction to the twins. I'm thoroughly convinced that either one of the twins could sneeze and my pussy would get wet. Even now, when my heart has been shattered by the both of them, I can not help myself. Fuck, why can’t my body just agree with my stupid fucking mind?

Isadora stood in front of the mirror, the brush in her hand trembling ever so slightly as she swept it through her newly dyed hair. The once chestnut strands had vanished beneath the soft, golden hue that Emilia had worn since they were children. She’d even mimicked the slight wave Emilia favored—loose enough to look natural, sculpted enough to whisper elegance. The gown she wore shimmered in the candlelight. It was one of Emilia’s favorite—deep sapphire cotton with delicate embroidery at the sleeves, cinched just enough at the waist to draw attention but not scandal. It still carried the faintest trace of rose perfume.

They need to be careful from now on. Willow slowly opened the bedroom door. There she saw her daughter sleeping soundly. She took the moment to admire her. Caressing her hair, she thought about the memories of Tara when she was still a little kid. She would always braid her chestnut brown hair and Tara would always love how she looks. Tara would go around the place asking everyone she'll see how does she look. She would usually come back with Odette who would ask for the same hairstyle. If not for their different hair color, the fairies around them would mistaken them as a twin.