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Kim typed out a 3,000-word comment to express her joy over the demise of the villainous character, Marcella Pendragon. The ending was heartbreaking, as Marcella had constantly bullied the female protagonist, Sabrina Pendragon, the first daughter of the Pendragon family. All members of the Pendragon family shared a distinctive trait - white hair and blue eyes - whereas Marcella, with her red hair and red eyes, resembled her mother instead. This difference fueled her anger and resentment towards her family. As the story progressed, with the villain no longer present, the narrative approached its conclusion, and Sabrina was set to marry the Crown Prince. However, Kim's world was turned upside down when she woke up to find herself as a slave in the world of the novel she had been reading. To her horror, her master was none other than Marcella Pendragon. Kim had never been particularly invested in Marcella's character, despite her being described as a beautiful yet evil villain. However, when faced with the reality, Marcella's beauty seemed almost otherworldly. "Black hair, black eyes..." Marcella said in a cold tone, as individuals with such characteristics were often associated with being descendants of the devil's race, known for their black eyes and hair.

She is the daughter of an Alpha whose family had conquered the last demon wolf in Illyria. Esmeray is born into the prestigious Alpha family, known as the Montague. But after her father's untimely death, her life becomes a nightmare of abuse at the hands of her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, who torment her for lacking a wolf. Desperate for salvation, she dreams of a mate who would come and rescue her from the cruelty of her pack. When he finally arrived, her hopes were shattered, for he had only come to reject her. Her only connection to her family's proud heritage is her striking blue hair, a sacred legacy from her ancestors. But in a desperate bid for freedom, Esmeray cuts her hair to escape being sold to a rogue. Her daring action pushes her to the precipice of death, unwittingly awakening a powerful demon wolf, imprisoned for 15 long years. This Alpha demon, who has yearned revenge and bloodthirst, is instantly drawn to Esmeray the moment he senses her, and he is determined to keep her at his side at all cost. In the world of wolves, the hunt is everything — and he has found a prey worth chasing.

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

Shinai's life is filled with pure hate. From the person that he walks by to his teachers, he is viewed as a delinquent wherever he goes. However, one day he meets a pink haired girl that wants to date him for a hundred days to keep his mouth shut. Will their relationship survive the test of time? Also, there's Kendo.

In a world where humans have evolved to have powers by the time they are of age 15. witness the rise of Dio the white haired rouge

Theron and Kael have been inseparable since childhood—a clever, sarcastic gnome and a confident, troublemaking werewolf prince. Together, they’ve terrorized their teachers, stolen cookies from the palace kitchens, and declared themselves “brothers for life.” But when Theron accidentally discovers he’s Kael’s fated mate, he knows the universe must have made a mistake. Why? Because Kael has spent years describing his dream mate in nauseating detail: “Big-breasted, long-haired, and so hot they’d melt snow just by walking into a room.” Theron stares at his reflection. Flat chest? Check. Short hair? Double check. Definitely not hot enough to melt snow. The Moon Goddess must be having a bad day. His solution? Pretend he doesn’t know. Ignorance is bliss, right? Hide, Gnomes were best at hiding. Except Kael eventually finds out. And chaos ensues. “You’re my mate?” “Uh… no, I’m not. You’ve got the wrong gnome. Goodbye!” Theron yells, making a break for it. Kael isn’t having it. He chases him down like a wolf on a hunt. “You think you can outrun me? You’re like, three .” “Four feet!” Theron snaps, before getting tackled. Now, Theron is stuck with a mate who won’t take no for an answer. “You said you like big-breasted girls! Look at me—I’m a twig!” Kael shrugs, grinning. “I’ve decided I like twigs.” “What about long hair?” “Yours is short, but it’s cute.” Theron throws up his hands. “I’m not sexy!” Kael smirks. “Not yet. But give me some time.”

"Once a slave always a slave." Does not abide by the rules of this world. Kari would break free from this and travel through the powers she was given as a Goddess of Love. She is on a constant mission to save the world from Yushvi, the Goddess of Hate. Not only the world, but many universes in question, all from destruction. Her late adoptive mother gave her such a mission after leaving the family household within her lead. It would have been secret, but Kari had such a gentle and pure heart that she reached out to those she trusted. She travels with acquaintances and those she holds dear. What may come of this fabled "hero" once she reaches her goal?

"Is this a game, or did aliens make me time-travel?" "It's terrifying, people who die in the game actually die in the real world!" "Damn, the whole city is mine, and there are still things that can be brought from the game to the real world, it's just..." Song Jian aimlessly wandered through the empty city, accompanied only by mutated zombies and monsters. His only goal now was to survive in such a zombie-infested Doomsday City.

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When the dark arts threaten to eradicate mankind, the heavy burden of saving the world falls upon the shoulders of the most unlikely pair of friends... The Pioneer, an excitable and adventurous young blonde hair-blue eyed twink from a family whose wealth knows no end. The Blackbird, a freed slave with a righteous anger channeled into his fists with only one purpose in life...

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

[BL WARNING: EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT] "I know you like it when I dig deep inside you." Maxim had been living a secret double life as a masked dancer in a brothel within the red-light district, driven by the need to earn a high income. One night, he noticed a golden-haired man staring at him with intense interest. Seizing the opportunity, Maxim seduced the stranger and lured him into his bed for a one-night stand. However, what began as a brief moment of pleasure quickly turned into a nightmare when Maxim discovered the true identity of his mysterious admirer. The revelation set off a relentless pursuit, with Maxim finding himself hunted wherever he went. Especially after knowing the golden-haired admirer was the son of the man who killed his parents. The revelation set off a relentless pursuit, as Maxim found himself being hunted wherever he went; he couldn't escape. Would Maxim surrender himself or fight for his rightful place?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] He's cold, He's unspoken, He's powerful, He's a beauty identical to that of a god, His walls are up, And he's... something else. ~ Sylvia, a Silver-Haired destined for greatness, finds herself thrust into the heart of the Empire's machinations when her father's life hangs in the balance. In the hands of a man known as the most powerful warlock, she discovers a world of intrigue and desire she never knew existed. Cold and unspoken, yet possessing a beauty akin to that of a god, the enigmatic warlock holds Sylvia captive not only with his power but with the mysteries that surround him. As their paths intertwine in an arranged marriage, Sylvia is swept into a whirlwind of passion and danger, where the flames of desire threaten to consume them both. But beneath the warlock's icy exterior lies a heart yearning for something more, and Sylvia may hold the key to unlocking the secrets of his past. Will they succumb to the forces that seek to tear them apart, or will love conquer all in the face of darkness? Join Sylvia and the mysterious warlock on a journey of discovery and redemption in this captivating tale of magic, betrayal, and the power of love. ------- This is the First Installation of the Silver Saga but can be read as a Standalone. Book One: SILVER-HAIRED Book Two: SILVER-HEART Book Three: SILVER-HEX ------- Cover is mine.

Satoru, a 27-year-old corporate drone, had lived an ordinary life until he encountered the truck that changed everything. When he opened his eyes, he found himself facing an incredibly beautiful, elegant girl. Wait—she was a noble princess!? Soon after, Satoru met another stunning girl. With long white hair and an aura of classical elegance, she felt almost... ghostly?

In a world where gods and demons clash, Wen TianLian's fate becomes entwined with Bai Ye, the enigmatic Demon Prince. As their paths converge, an ancient prophecy unfolds, revealing a destiny that will reshape the realms. Bound by fate, TianLian and Bai Ye must navigate forbidden love, ancient secrets, and the danger of their own mortality. Can they avoid the death flags that haunt their every step and forge a new path together? Or will the eternal conflict between light and darkness tear them apart?

A old man, who's background is unknown, suddenly finds himself in a situation involving the supernatural after mysteriously gaining the power to talk to ghosts. MC appearance is the book cover, but imagine him with white hair, a white beard, a scar over his left eye, a diamond earring on his ear, old and has weathered skin

she just couldn't stop crying for others... until her hair started turning white and every wish she fulfilled turned out to be regrets

The all powerful emperial family Lwellyn is known for their silver hair and emerald eyes. Every offspring containing Lwellyn blood should be born that way. But one day prince Chandra falls in love with a woman of unknown origin with brown hair and Ruby read eyes. the problem arises when twin girls are born, one with silver hair and another with brown hair. But tainted blooded brown haired can't be a Lwellyn offspring, so she is sent far away from the emperor's knowledge. But then in the turn of events it is found out that the princess with brown hair actually inherited the emerald eyes and the princess with silver hair inherited her mother's Ruby eyes. Now it is upto the sisters to survive and reunite some day.

In a world mirroring our own, a boy is born extraordinary—silver hair, golden eyes, and a mind sharper than any blade. From the moment of his birth, Silver sees the world for what it is: fractured, chaotic, and in need of a savior. Destined to lead, fight, and inspire, Silver’s rise will challenge kings, topple empires, and unite a divided world. But greatness comes at a cost, and the line between savior and conqueror blurs with every step. Witness the birth of a legend. This is Silver.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "My Winky is Gone?!" Su Yan exclaimed inwardly, grappling with the reality of his changed body. He was no longer the person he once was. Now he had reincarnated into a different world and inhabited the body of a woman whose name was Su Mu. In the blink of an eye, Su Yang's world turned to darkness as a truck staggered towards him, bringing an abrupt end to his life. To Su Yang's surprise, instead of an eternal void, He awakened in an unfamiliar room. As Su Yang stumbled to his feet, He couldn't help but notice the silver strands cascading down his reflection in the mirror—a stark contrast to the familiarity of his former self. A sense of bewilderment filled the air as he took in the surroundings, realizing that this was not the world Su Yang once knew. It wasn't just the change in scenery that caught his attention; it was his huge breasts, beneath the surface of the pink nightgown with a v-neck lace trim highlighting the gap between those huge breasts. He hesitantly examined himself, and there, in the nether region, undeniable alterations had taken place. The silver-haired beauty—a statuesque figure adorned with a pair of full, graceful breasts—stared back at herself in the mirror. Questions flooded Su Mu's mind. "How did this happen?!" she was turned into a beautiful woman with a perfect figure that could make anyone fall for her. But 'he' who has become 'she' is facing a major problem, and that is she can't make herself like men over women. "But, will I?"

Evelyn’s chaotic morning leads to a chance encounter at a café with Violet, a quirky girl with lilac hair. After a humorous exchange involving spilled jam and an unzipped bag, Evelyn finds herself unexpectedly drawn to Violet, leaving her day feeling a little less unlucky.

I heard voices in the living room. I quickly went downstairs and my husband was standing with a gorgeous woman. She had long curly hair, foxy grey eyes, upturned nose. She wore a long black dress with a which showed her creamy white legs. As I looked at her my heartbeat accelerated . BUT WHY??

After the defeat of the Demon Queen, peace settles over the world. But that peace comes with a cost. Society develops a deep prejudice against black hair, as it reminds them of the fallen queen. This stigma leads to ongoing violence against those with black hair, who are often targeted as demons. Magic plays a significant role in this world. It's a powerful tool that many rely on. However, not everyone possesses magical skills. Some individuals thrive without magic, showcasing their strength and resilience in other ways.

A boy with Grey hair walks the path of the tournament of realities.As he walk this path he will face many challenges.He will also understand his purpose in this reality.But he is not the only one walking this path.There are other people also walking such a path but only one will finish the journey……..

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In a world full of protagonists with amazing hair, usually covering their eyes, for hentai-only fans to know... We have the first hero with an Afro.

Kys, Tsu, athex, art, demon, noob, failed, zahard, akkuzz, and ESCPECIALLY chocolates. And btw, ily my dear pookie why do i exist...

Mia Lutz grew up in a quiet corner of the world, but she has never felt like she belonged there. She got her red hair from her grandmother and her great-grandmother, and she got her sense of isolation from her father. When she finds someone in her "alone spot", things start to change in her life.

- Character Profile - - TAESAN - Jeon Taesan (bottom) Blonde Hair, Slim Figure, Coffee Black Eyes 26years old Origin : Incheon, S.Korea 173cm, 60kg B.Day : February 28, 1998 - JAEWON - Ahn Jaewon (top) Black Hair, Lean Figure, Bluish-Black Eyes 24years old Origin : Nowon, S.Korea 189cm, 72kg B.Day : September 20, 2000 - JOSHUA - Hong Joshua (top) Ash Brown Hair, Lean Figure (built) Golden Brown Eyes 30years old Origin : California, US 199cm, 76kg B.Day : August 23, 1994 |PREVIEW| A Frienship that is fake for Jaewon, a revenge plan of Taesan, a betrayal marriage by Joshua. Will this Fake turn True?

He did not want anything except to find his other half and when he eventually found her, he wanted to engrave every piece of her into his body. Arielle Walsh, a seventeen year old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and her sister. Arielle struggled with feelings of self-consciousness and insecurity. She had tried different methods to change the colour of her hair but eventually comes to accept her white hair as a part of who she is. The novel follows Arielle as she struggles to avoid her cover from being blown, but every thing goes wrong during her coming of age ceremony… Find out what happens when Adrian Reynolds, the merciless werewolf Lord set his eyes on her and did not want to let her go. He did not care if her hair was green or purple, he wanted her and he would get her.