Yeji Orange Hair Novels & Stories

She says as if testing me to see if I'll push her boundary. "Alright." I agree, taking the bowl of mixture from the bench and stirring it. She returns quickly, wheeling in a hot pink chair which just screams that it belongs to this wild, fun girl. Everything about Jupiter is colourful, well it was until he convinced her to change who she is. "So what colour do you plan to go after you've bleached your hair?" I ask her. "Assuming that's why we're taking out the brown, so you can replace it with something bright."

[Chapter 22] ~Mental Complex~ "Look I'm sorry! But you look amazing?... Kinda." Yosef tries to cover up as the highlighter haired lady speed walks towards us. Her hair, which I assume was a light blonde before, is now a neon orange. It looks awful, the dye job was probably done when she was sleeping or was in her shampoo bottle judging by the unevenness. "Does it? Well then you'll be happy that I dye your fucking ball hair this too, right? Since it looks so fucking great in your eyes." She screeches.

Over time, her identity evolved through various personas, allowing her natural blonde hair to return briefly. Now, her hair was dyed a rich chocolate brown and cut short, curling just above her shoulders. As her fingers brushed the ends, the color caught and shimmered in the overhead lights. Britney and Jessica had assured her the color suited her, though Jenny thought it made her appear too severe. Dropping her gaze, she realized the transformation made her look startlingly like Mother. With brown contacts and styled hair, her resemblance to Jessica and Mother was striking. Britney taught her how to darken her eyebrows to complement the new hair color, while Jessica introduced her to bronze

It felt like he was at the salon, only this girl was infinitely more pretty than any stylist he'd ever had. He had to focus on not moaning in pleasure as she rinsed his hair with warm water and used her strong fingers to relax his scalp. This was far better than the pretty-boy stylist Nikki had forced him to use the first time. With Elsie doing his hair, he suddenly saw the appeal of changing his hair color more often. “How's it looking?” he asked after a few minutes. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. “I don't know, Ollie. I think I might have screwed up. It said it was supposed to be blonde, but it looks pretty orange. Like, fluorescent orange.”

"Ate Soraya, we're here!" A soft little voice whispering in my ear tickles before little hands shake my arm. Dazed, I straightened on my seat and wiped the sleep off my eyes with my knuckles. Little Anya's huge smile was contagious. It instantly brought a smile to my lips while I put the locks of her hair on the side, taking each end of the braid to her shoulders. I envied her silk black hair, yet she said she liked the curls of my ash grey more and even wished to dye her own once she reached the right age just to achieve this look. I had been asked countless questions about my hair, and when they didn't seem to believe this mess on my head was natural, I simply let them believe what they wa

Jiya replied. I glanced at the twins, who were silently listening, their curiosity evident. "What did she look like, Aunt Jiya?" Abi asked. Jiya held her chin, as if trying to recall. "Hmm, let me think," she murmured. After a few seconds, she smiled. "Silver-white hair that glows like the moon above us, blue mesmerizing eyes, and pale skin. She looks majestic and mysterious," Jiya described. "Does that mean we’ll see her in three months or so?" Abi asked, her excitement growing.

The soft light from the sun casting a beautiful glow on her hair and making it a fiery orange color. Her big brown eyes locked with mine and everything was okay in the world again.

“Wait, no, don’t answer that. Answer this; me or me?” “You and you,” she answered, caressing the porcelain skin of his back with her fingers while one hand ran through his silky hair. “Have you thought about dying your hair again?”, she asked, suddenly thinking about how she had never seen him in another colour. “Should I? Maybe I should. Answer again; green or blonde?”. She wondered for a minute, mentally picturing how he’d look in both before tsking slightly. “Isn’t this already blonde?”, she asked and Young-Jae rolled his eyes with a groan.

They smirked at each other as they exited the gym together. The two ladies were extremely beautiful in their own ways but together,they were a bomb. Oceane was slightly curvy with a petite body and a baby-like face. Her lilac-dyed hair which was once wavy, honey brown and waist length,was now straightened out and curved into a bob that framed her heart-shaped face. Her wide set eyes were an enchanting shade of ocean-blue,hence her name.

Mum just went out for an important meeting involving school founders. I decided to go out looking all natural and simple, Makeup wasn't really my thing. I styled my natural hair into my favourite style, the pineapple bun. It made me look too cute not pretty. I slipped into my purple and pink patterned jumpsuit, combining it with a low wedge sandals. I accessed myself in the mirror and took some pictures before stepping out. **