Unspeakable Bald Novels & Stories

Remembering the night that changed her life for good, it was funny how she took a new load of responsibility after an encounter. She recall vividly walking through the forest that night, she beheld the strangest thing ever. She wouldn't have believed if not that her two eyes witnessed it and her whole body was changed due to what she encountered in the forest that night. Madame Hornet asked her, Elsa, to go to the forest that night to get her a special spice in other to prepare a special delicacy for her visitors. Elsa was so vexed that she complained to no one in particular as she walked the lonely part a bit scared. Suddenly, she heard something groaning in pain and as she moved closer, th

The bald old man sighed. "Father, we can't just throw you away, we still have Elemental Annihilation, we can't grow up, risk these guys!" The bald old man had a look of hatred on his face, blue veins on his forehead, and his eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone. "Elemental Annihilation?" The fat man behind the six other people heard these three words, immediately changed their color, and at the same time took a few steps back, it was obvious that the prestige of Elemental Annihilation made them tremble in fear.

I glanced at the bag then said "Secret!" "Urrgh!" They both looked away while covering their mouths, making me wonder what their reaction meant. After no more sound came from inside the baseball club room, then Leon and Stone invited me in. Inside, I saw that the entire baseball club was half bald. Made me guess that the ritual Leon and Stone meant was a hair cutting ritual. "You come?" I almost laughed when I saw Andreas' new look. Seeing him bald reminds me of one of the comic characters I've ever read.

I said, a smile pulling at my mouth. Even as my inner bitch cringed, she shook her hair back and gave a little finger wave. The lead guy, his bald head shiny under the light, laughed. This guy had all of his teeth. The crop of closely trimmed salt and pepper hair outlined his mouth. Old tattoos looked like bleeding green snakes around his neck. "The suka has fire." His lean, beef jerky body, shook under his laughter. Baldy apparently had at least a passing sense of humor.

David walked over to the bald man, stepped on his face, crouched down, and said, "How dare you hit my friend and harass his girlfriend? Baldy, what do you think we should do about this?" With David stepping on his face, the bald man mumbled, "P... punk, you... you're dead meat. I'm telling... telling you. I'm with Mr... Mr. Camden. Now... now that you touched me, there's no more place for you... you in River... River City." "Oh? How arrogant! Then I'd like to see who this Mr. Camden is. Get up and call him to come over." David let go of the bald man after saying that.

Dongfang Yu stared at Jian Jianan with disbelief and tearfully said, “Are you crazy? What’s so great about being bald? Once you go out, people would think you’re a nun from some monastery!” “You’re wrong if you think about it like that. Not a lot of girls have a bald head, and so we’d be pioneers. Believe me, a bald head will be the height of fashion in the future!” “I don’t want that! If someone has to be bald, I would prefer it just be me. Your hair’s in good condition, please don’t cut it…” “What are you saying, we’re best friends. We promised to share our joys and sorrows. Now, you want to shave your head bald to boost the chances of people noticing you, but you don’t want me to join. I’

my mom encouraged, wanting to hear about my experiences in therapy. "Well, my therapist advises me to confront and process the events that have happened to me instead of suppressing them. Ignoring them will only cause me more distress in the long run. Therapy can be challenging, as it often feels physically exhausting, with my limbs feeling fatigued on a daily basis. However, my ability to speak has not been significantly affected. The attractive rasp in my voice is gradually fading."

I say, knowing without a doubt that I would do that if it will help her the least. She looks up at me and starts giggling. "Please don't Luca, I am pretty sure being bald is not a good look on you". "Are you sure ? I think I could rock a bald head, I almost had to, you know. I once nearly got the part of Lex Luthor in a Superman show". I say laughing. To be honest I think I would look dump bald, but I would still do it for her. "Nope Luca, Sorry but bald is one look you can't rock". She reaches up to gently touch my cheek. "But like generally ... you do rock".

After a while of talking about her husband and his inability to be romantic, she went back to asking if I was a monk. "Do you think I can be a monk?" I asked her. "Well you're married and that'll disqualify you from being a monk. But you're calm and collected and now you're bald. That's a certified bald act," she said and I laughed. "It could be a trend," I stated. "Can I join the trend?" June asked. "You'll look horrible with a bald head," I told her my honest opinions. "You slayed, I can slay too," she said and I shook my head.

"I'm not interested in women." The tall man and the bald one exchanged a knowing look before snickering sleazily. "Then tomorrow we'll get you a pretty guy and let you have some real fun! Ha-ha…" The bald man chuckled crudely, about to pitch a sick plan to pass the targeted woman around when a sudden jolt of agony burst through his forehead. His expression froze. His legs gave way. He toppled. That lewd daydream still hung in the bald man's skull, his filthy grin frozen in death as the lights went out. "Bang!" He thudded against the gravel, eyes unblinking, stunned even in death.