Barber Novels & Stories

she ordered over her shoulder before telling the barman called Barm an to pour her a rum. “Make that two,” Bash ordered beside Amira. The rogue tilted his head to the side. “A new face. Pretty one,” Barman said. He was a large man with a big, bent, once-broken nose and a shaved head with scars running down it and his face. He looked scary, but he mostly kept to himself like a typical rogue. He was only at the guild, so he had a roof over his head. “Um?” Bash answered.

What's in that room? Whila staring at myself on the mirror. I notice a man walked in. "Can I use the mirror for a second?" the man said. The barber nodded before continuing his work. My eyes met the man's eyes. He smiled awkwardly as he fix his hair and dress. He bid his goodbye to the barber after. "It's done, sir," I looked at the mirror. "Thank you, uh..." I stand. "I'll get back here. Tell the girl inside that I'll be right back and wait here,"

The one white barber in Lonesome Dove, a fellow Tennessean named Dillard Brawley, had to do his barbering on one leg because he had not been cautious enough about centipedes. Two of the vicious red-legged variety had crawled into his pants one night and Dillard had got up in a hurry and had neglected to shake out the pants. The leg hadn’t totally rotted off, but it had rotted sufficiently that the family got nervous about blood poisoning and persuaded he and Call to saw it off.

He stood up properly as well. How cute. And then after a moment, Gione bursted out from laughing and my love looked at me as if he's wondering. "Mr. Barber?" he asked with a confused face. "yes, Mr. Barber. I heard that you'll cut her hair. So you're a barber now, you're a hairdresser now" I said and looked at him while my arms are crossed on my chest. "I'm not a barber. It was a joke, I would never cut the hair of that annoying girl" he said again and looked at Gione with eyes full of glaze.

Barrett snapped at Serena to leave, then instructed Tara to dismiss all the servants, allowing only his father and older brother to remain in the room. Lately, Barrett had been drinking more than usual. His complexion appeared sallow and haggard. His hair was a mess, like wild grass growing unchecked. His beard, likely only shaved a few days ago, had already grown out in a thin, patchy circle around his pale, cracked lips. To any onlooker, he resembled a wild, mangy dog.

I only know one person and that's my mom. I shook the thoughts out my head as I walked into the bathroom connected to the room. I turned on the hot water and stripped myself of all clothing before stepping in. My eyes sealed closed as I let the warm water bounce off my back and relieve all my stress and worries. I picked up the axe body wash that was left in the shower and scrubbed it into my skin feeling all the dirt wash away from my body. I grabbed the shampoo that was also left in the shower, and used what was left in the container. I squeezed the white colored shampoo into my hands before massaging the lavender scented fragrance into my hair.

When Alessandro makes promises, he makes sure he keeps them, no matter the circumstances. When Barbara was done, she brought out a clipper, proceeding to completely shave all her hair off. Mabel couldn't help but claw at her bare skull in agony. “You look prettier this way, or don't you think so?” he remarked, his words laced with sheer irony. But she didn't respond, she was too engrossed in taking in her new found look.