Novel & Cerita Jalen Ramsey Haircut

Levi said to her. "Yeah, let's just get done with this." Aria mumbled. Ryan walked back towards them, a dryer and comb with him. "I have to cut it alittle, cause your hair is really long, what kind of hairstyle would u like?" Ryan asked setting his things on the table. "Uhm just make it straight" Aria said. "Alright." Ryan said before turning on the hair dryer and started doing his magic. After some few minutes, he turned Aria to the bigger mirror.

"Why would you do such a thing? Your red and long hair was one of the things I loved about you so why did you take such a drastic decision?" "I have always wanted to cut my hair and dye it blonde," Jasmine said casually. She stood up and approached him. "So you don't like the hairstyle?" She asked as tears started to form in her eyes. "No it's not that!" Justin quickly refuted when he saw that she was close to crying. The last thing he wanted was for him to make her cry. "I was just used to you being a redhead that this whole transformation is a lot for me to take in," Justin confessed.

Antonio would only be eager to rip Jamal's head off his neck, his obsessive nature not able to handle that I had seen another man without a shirt on. “Not long.” his husky voice came just immediately I reached out to braid his hair. It was a habit I did. Today happened to be different because I didn’t spend the next five minutes fussing over how he had such beautiful hair that could even rival mine. It was like he took care of his hair as much as his business and pack but he admitted to just using a 3 in one shampoo. Sure.

Radyn let out a shaky breath. "You drive me crazy, little demon," Radyn breathed, his tone kept to a low murmur. Scarlet smirked at him, running her hands through his hair. A few days ago, Radyn had decided to have his hair shaved at the sides with a heavily styled tapered undercut. As much as he tried to look more sophisticated, his curly hair would defy any sorts of hair gel and fly freely. --- ((TW TW TW!)) ---

I nodded, then continued. "The second reason is because of Ryan. He almost killed me because of my hair and ended up putting me in a coma for two fucking months. He had plans to remove every strand from my scalp, so I'm just fulfilling his wish. I'll finally be free once my hair is gone, I better stay bald if my life is truly my priority," I rushed out, and when I finished, Jayden's mouth hung open as he stared at me in shock. He quickly composed himself and tucked his hands into his pockets.

I watched him from the mirror. “I doubt Alexander would give any reaction to that. He doesn't care about me at all.” I looked at my fingers. “Trust me.” ‘I trust Peter!’ Elena beamed in the back of my head which raised my excitement as well. Peter was good with scissors so he trimmed my hair and curled it into wavy style. “Your hair is so long and healthy. You have never cut it or used harsh products on them right?” He asked and I nodded. “Just rosemary.”

He had to sit down again, and one of the priests took the knife from the table next to him. "You are called and are now reborn as a warrior of Hyaun," said another, and the third began to sing softly in Alt-Hy. Raen's hands were placed on his thighs, palms up. He closed his eyes because he suspected what would come next. A moment later, he felt the knife cut through his hairband and his loose hair fell loosely on his bare shoulders. Then he felt the knife on his forehead and finally the top of the hairline. It passed over his head with a slight scratch, and he felt the first strands of hair fall into his lap. He felt great regret. He would never have that long hair again, would never comb it

It didn’t make sense to him. Dalton strolled into the gym like he didn’t have a care in the world. Normally, the top of his hair would be combed over to the side with bangs hang to the side of his forehead; cut short on the sides and the back so he would just have to brush that part. But, now his brown hair was messed up and sweaty. It looked like he already had a workout. “Well, it’s about time,” Goldman said as he continued to jog. “I’m only a few minutes late,” Dalton said with a grin.

The man sitting in front of her was gorgeous—I mean, drop-dead gorgeous. He smiled at her reaction, his lips pursed in a thin line. He had toned olive skin, emerald eyes, and the deepest dimples she had seen on a man. He had a clean shave and a chisled jaw. His hair! His hair was thick, long, and curly, parted to the side with a stylish undercut. “ I’m so sorry for staring; I was just— “ It’s fine, beautiful. Pardon my manners; I’m Jamal, Jamal Ryker.” he introduced.

“You’re going to slowly distance yourself from Jeremy Whitman starting from this moment. You’ll be mine and mine only, Mrs. Jones.” He then lifted the pair of scissors and began to cut away at Madeline’s long hair. The pair of scissors were sharp and Madeline’s inky locks split into two with a snip. Her raven locks fell by her feet as if they were the ties that held her and Jeremy together. Madeline could not stop him in time and she was left with hair that stopped before her collarbone. “I wonder if Jeremy would be able to recognize you after you’ve changed your look?” Ryan smiled and threw the pair of scissors away before he called a maid over to blow Madeline’s hair dry.