Novel & Cerita Jax Teller Haircut

Chapter 18 Leila emerged from the Cut’ N’ Curl and ran a hand over her “trim”. Kacey Jo had taken off at least four or five inches and cut it into choppy waves. Not that it looked bad, but Leila was accustomed to long hair that touched the middle of her back. It seemed men liked long hair on a girl to run their fingers through. She wondered what Sterling would think of her new hairdo.

Davie said. “I can’t wait to open for real and see wolves finding their mates,” Thea said. They walked around, and Thea saw Garret and Alpha Knight. She went to them. “Look who finally agreed to join the living,” Thea said. She pulled Xavier in front of her. Since becoming her body man, he cut his shaggy light brown hair into a tight crew cut to look more professional, like he belonged beside her. He picked out clothes that would reflect well on her. He looked different.

“It gone quite bigger.” Her name is Jillian Magadalo, but you all know her as Jill. The young black hair girl who’s an inch tall as Wayne. She had half sullen and half charming look, blended like caramel and black coffee. She had strong eyes but wasn't made to be bitter. It was an open book whenever she speaks, and close one whenever she looked deeply at you. She love to tie her hair and reveal her hair forehead, or sometimes just separate bangs to cover a percentage of it. No one know why, and no one bother to ask, maybe because it's suits her well.

Jaxon sits up and scoots to the side of the bed while looking at my right arm and then up at my face before he casts his gaze downward. Jaxon takes a deep breathe and I watch as air fills up his shirtless chest, and only then do I notice he is only clad in a pair of black basketball shorts. Upon closer inspection, I notice his facial hair is longer and a bit unruly, his eyes have purple bags under them. His hair is a chaotic mess like he has ran his hands through it more than he hasn't. He looks like such a beautiful disaster. Jaxon is the only person I know or have ever seen that can pull off looking this awful. He makes awful, look good.

I replied. They both looked at each other like this was an amusing game. I can already tell that even though they seem like mean fighting machines they are nothing but jokesters underneath it all. "I was going to cut my hair today, that's what we usually do so that people can tell us apart but, we have crazed elders on the loose so that got put on hold." One replied. A haircut? I could do that. I mean how hard could it be? "How do you usually cut it?" I asked. "I usually buzz cut the sides but leave the top a little longer to style it." He replied. Now that I look I can see that his hair is shorter than his brothers. "Okay, let's do it then." I replied smiling. His smile dropped from his fac

Katy grin and waved,Xander stride in, Isabelle jaw drop,he was absolutely steamy in his green tux,white handkerchief in v shape placed delicately in his pocket,the tux buttons open to reveal his shirt underneath,his look down on his nose,she continue to survey him the most confusing part to her was his hair,it was brown. "Isabelle" He wave though contented he manage to get her in trance,she lift her fingers. "Your hair was always gold right?" "This is my natural hair, don't tell me you've never seen me in my natural hair"He size her up.

JAX’S POV.I stared at my reflection in the mirror again after I curled my hair to the side. I was content with the image I saw; an undercut faded that I had achieved by myself with my clipper. I wasn't a barber, but I liked cutting my hair to my taste. I was dressed and ready to go. I flashed my white set of teeth as I tilted my head countless times to see how I looked.I was cute. That was no doubt.It was an Executive 3-piece pattern Tuxedo Suit. The suit, a mixture of Black and Blue, blended perfectly. The pant was Brown, along with the bow tie. In comparison, the inner was a White shirt.I didn't want something too flashy, so I settled for it.I stepped away from the mirror to pick up my pho

“Makes me feel like a Queen.” Jada snorted, but rushed forward when I wobbled, nearly tipping over from where I sat on the toilet seat. Her hair was different this week, styled in two thick braids that ran down her head and dropped well below her breasts. It was one of my favorite looks I’d seen on her so far, and I made sure she knew it by calling her Jada Warrior Princess every chance I got. Hakeem’s warm eyes darted between each of wounds, all of which were slowly healing, before they made it to my face. There was a twinkle of humor there, which he quickly smothered behind a dry expression.

"He can cut just to fix the length. The tips. A palm. Or even leave the strands very short, only in a way that you can still comb and put back.” "Very short" I spoke in a firm tone, without hesitation. "Are you sure, my babe?” I observed the way Jessy frowned and the hairdresser who again imitated how the cut would look. "Yes, I got tired of this big hair.” "I even got attached to him," Jessy confessed with a vague look, clearly remembering the various moments when she held those wires in her hands, while I... She blinked, moving the scene away from her eyes. " But if you prefer it that way, that's fine.”

“Your special.” Jerry's eyes smiled. “Then, let's get to it. As you said, you haven't much time.” “What is it going to cost, Jack?” “For you, my friend... it comes free,” Jerry said, getting to his feet. He crossed to his inner room and brought back with him a briefcase. He set it on the table and opened it. From the suitcase, he took out scissors, a shaving stick, and a make-up set. He began by cutting Gorevoy's thick black hair to a crew cut, then he led him to the bathroom where he gave the hair a strong peroxide rinse.