Ulzzang Long Hair の小説・ストーリー

Led me straight to a private station. "Do whatever you want to her hair," he told the stylist. Then he leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "But keep it long. I like pulling it when I fuck you." The words were so quiet only I heard them. My knees nearly buckled. I sat in the chair staring at my reflection while the stylist washed, trimmed split ends, deep-conditioned, and styled my hair into long, glossy waves that fell past my shoulders. When she finished, I looked... expensive. Radiant. Like someone Mateo would want on his arm.

I anchor it to her curls on one side of her head with a delicate clip that looks like silver baby’s breath. Calista helps me with my hair. We keep my thick curls, but Cali pulls them up, creating a large, bun-style look. Because my hair is so thick, the bun is extensive and comes nearly to my shoulders. She adds a silver baby’s breath clip to my hair as well.

The word ripped from Zytha's throat, a raw cry of pain. Swiftly, Ulric pulled her into his embrace, his hand threading through her long, raven hair. He shared the same height with her. He was tall, and so was she. She had very long sleek hair he'd always enjoyed stroking when they were together. Except now, he had to stroke them to console her.

With a pair of stiletto silver shoes and a matching purse. Kita wanted to do something new to her hair. Something different from the way she had been wearing it. So she flat ironed her hair and wore loose curls at the end. Completely straightening her hair, it came to where her bra was unbuttoned. She was shocked! She hadn't known the actual lengthening of her hair for quite a while since it's been natural for more than five years. She was reflecting on the days when she used to get perms.

Kyle said with a laugh. "Let's be on our way now." Kyle said, earning a nod from Earl who gently pryed Brian's hand from his silver locks. Would you look at that? My baby likes long hair. I smiled gently, raking my hand through my short yet overgrown fade. Maybe I should try letting grow my hair out. "Let's put these things away. Okay, baby?"

“When you say it like that, Aim, you make it seem like I don’t look devilishly handsome like my mate tells me.” I cracked a smile as I waved my hands around his head. “It’s in this weird in between stage that looks-” “Horrible.” Toya giggled and Jora slapped a hand to his chest. “You wound me, Toya.” He turned in his seat. “I’ll have you know I can just make the tiniest of ponytails.” All of us lost it. He scowled as he turned back. “What can I say? My mate asked for long hair. I’ll grow the long hair.”

Those eyes, paired with his strong, chiseled jawline, gave him an aura of both danger and allure, a potent combination that stirred emotions deep within her. Azazel's hair was meticulously slicked back, accentuating the sharp angles of his face. Every strand seemed to be perfectly in place, a testament to his meticulous attention to detail. The dark locks gleamed under the streetlights, casting an ethereal glow around him. Olivia felt a tug at her heartstrings as she resisted the temptation to reach out and run her fingers through that perfectly styled hair.

Charlie starts by sectioning Eliza’s hair, and tying the main central part up in a bun to keep it out of the way. She does three tight plaits either side of her head, going from her temple to the back of her head, then down the full length of her hair threading small golden metal rings throughout the length of the plaits. It looks incredible with her dark auburn hair.

Lola opted for silence, gracefully indulging in a steaming hot bath, while Caesar refrained from lingering in her chamber. Perhaps the haughty General Caesar disdained to linger too long in a room belonging to someone of Asti lineage, or perhaps he was indeed a gentleman. Lola, however, paid little heed to such matters. Her hair, naturally curly and a rich shade of brown, had been cropped short, resulting in a voluminous, unmanageable mop that sprouted tufts in every direction. Despite her meticulous efforts with a hairdryer, Lola failed to tame the rebellious hair, conceding that she lacked the finesse required for such tasks.

Shira Diego's POV "Let me go you little bitch!!!"Choking your elder, much stronger and powerful brother and not letting him breathe really does make you feel like you can rule the world. "You should have thought of this before throwing water on my face. It took me 2 hours to do my makeup and hair. Now I look like a freaking goblin "He breaks away from my hold and takes his free hand to pull my hair,ughh guess even shoulder length is enough. When we were kids I would always lose because my hair was so long and it gave him a big advantage.