Jarhead Buzz Cut Novels & Stories

like you know, two inches long but shaved an inch shorter along the sides and back? Yeah, that was his hair. He didn't look so much the bad guy anymore, the buzzcut was really selling that. "Enough about me and my amazing life." He exhaled heavily. "How are you doing? After letting all of the emotions and stuff out?" I smiled up at him, not feeling so shy to express myself. "Im okay. Just navigating things right now, every day as it is." His eyes dropped to my stomach, his nose twitching. "Well, have you thought about what you are going to do when you get... larger?"

Jordan's POV I quickly changed from suit to a black shirt and jacket. I messed up my hair while looking at the rear view mirror. Zach is beside me, watching me as I tie my hair in a man bun. "Do you think I need a haircut?" I asked Zach while looking at my reflection. He quickly nodded. "Yes, sir. I think you'll look more presentable if you get a haircut." I paused and stared at him. Really? "I shouldn't get a haircut, then."

I drag my eyes from questionable territory and take in the rest of him instead. Jared is tall–he has got a couple of inches on my 6 feet–and all lean muscles. He’s a bit bulkier than Jude, and that’s pretty much the biggest difference between them. It looks like it’s been a while since he cut his hair, and the blond locks are curling against his nape and ears and constantly blowing in his face. I came to terms with the fact that I’ll never get used to how good he looks years ago–and the funny thing is that somehow, my brain doesn’t work the same way with Jude, who looks so much like him.

This life would be no different. He looked the same in this life as he had then, but instead of long brown hair, his hair was buzzed short in this life. He made the change the summer before freshman year. Said it gave him a clean responsible look befitting of a future Beta. He liked it so much he’s kept it short all four years. He had pierced ears and like me he towered over everyone at this school.

I said and ended the call. I had cut all my hair off and wore it shaved close to my scalp, I’d stopped shaving and wore a three-day stubble now. I drank every day and when we weren’t at the clubhouse, we were collecting money owed to the club or starting fights with rival gangs. I sent Jo a text and she read it but didn’t answer me.

With a forced smile, I plop down and he rotates it again so we faced the mirror. “You want it short or trimmed?” I smiled, clicking my teeth. “I’d like the buzzcut.” “You never went this far before.” “Yeah well, times changed.” “You say that. Bet you want to win her back, donchu?” Nodding my head, I gritted my teeth while he proceeded to cut my shoulder-length hair. Through the years of stress and guilt that’s been eating me away since I found out I rejected my mate for nothing, I felt like I was fading away.

He had never been so turned on watching her get pummeled by his look alike. Jenson managed to stop himself, not wanting to take away his brothers chance at being marked and feeling the exemplary pleasure that resulted. "Jarrod....it's your turn bro. Ready to get bit? She can definitely do it." Jenson turned his head showing the unmistakable moon shaped mark on the left side of his neck. Ulaya pulled herself up from the edge, her face flushed. Jarrod pulled his shorts off before he sat down on the couch. His membrum virile stiff as a board as she threw her leg over his lap, her wet split sliding over him making him groan deeply laying his head back.

Chapter 218: Family Barbecue Jessi checked her image in the mirror and smiled at what she saw. The trip to the Bahamas and the following weekend's paddleboarding excursion had left her with a healthy glow. Since Judd had mentioned that he liked her hair's natural waves, she'd stopped bothering to straighten her auburn locks, leaving her hair looking healthier and younger. The purple tank top she wore swooped down to reveal a bit of cleavage and Judd's day collar twinkled against her skin in the light of the bathroom. White shorts and jeweled sandals completed her outfit.

I seethed. Fucking Zephyr Finn Aramis; the biggest douche I had ever encountered. We were trainees together at the Bushville camp where we trained to become soldiers. He got into fights a lot. At first, I did not have an issue with this idiot till he cut off my hair when we were matched to a fight. To say that I was pissed was an understatement. And when I asked why he cut my hair. He said this: "That's because short hair would look better on you."

He made it hid well so no one would be able to see it unless he pointed it out himself. After that, he decided to get piercings. He got a piercing above his right eye and multiple piercings on both of his ears. He loved wearing small hoops earrings. And then he got a buzz cut. By his appearance, everyone would have surely thought he was into a mafia or something like that. But he did it so no human would look down on him, and he was proud of himself.