Everything was fine, peaceful actually - until . . . "WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE WE?!" "Draco? Uh - your hair!" The pale boy quickly glanced at the mirror - then gasped at what he saw. His platinum locks were now . . . golden brown - and his eyes, they weren't stormy gray orbs anymore but it turned blue. "What - Wha...
[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasil...