Jax Teller Short Hair Novels & Stories

Aleksander's eyes widened," I don't think you get a chance today. He's still frail. Maybe in a couple of days. Let him have a good rest. Have you eaten?" "Nope. I was waiting for you." "Okay. Let me feed you first, then have a haircut. Is that okay?" "Love it!" While she sat in the chair at the hair salon, Izabella considered how she would like to have her hair fixed. Become an ash blonde instead? "No," protested Aleksander, "I don't want it. Maximum three inches off the back, then long layers." "Yet her bone structure and facial traits..." The hairstylist Jiji Rose kept chatting, but Izabella didn't pay heed.

He grinned at the end of his introduction and the class seemed to ease into him. Next was a guy with dull green eyes and a smile which lacked effort. "Hey, I'm Jason Telix and I'm also 17." Jason had jet black hair and his clothing style was similar to Zack's except the colour pallet was darker, yet his physic could still be seen from under it. He was strong.

My world seemed to have gone into a slow motion. I stopped from strutting and so does Nikki and Jane. Xavier was wearing a very simple outfit, nothing really extravagant but the air within him felt like he’s the man and the moment. Maybe I was a bit biased with that, I don’t know. He was just wearing a plain black shirt and a pair of khaki pants perfectly matched with a pair of red shoes but it’s working pretty much cohesively. I noticed he put some wax on his hair and brushed it up giving such a nice clean and clear vision of his modelesque facial features. He looked as if he was walking the runway at Paris Fashion week.

It was twilight, and the streets of the pack were quiet, with everyone nestled into their cozy homes for the evening. Jax was waiting for me when I came back, perched on the edge of my bed. We’d found some freshly laundered clothes for him to wear, and he looked odd in an oversized blue, hand-knit sweater, and cargo pants. It was a far cry from the elegant royal clothes I was used to seeing him in. His hair was still wet, and he smelled fresh and clean. “Did you bandage your arm?” I asked, entering the small room. “Is that her?” he asked, ignoring my question. He stood, a nervous smile on his face. “Is that our baby?”

The studio was dimly lit. “You must be Mia.” The voice was deep, smooth, and confident. Jax stepped out from behind the counter. He was tall, maybe thirty-five, with tattoos covering both arms and disappearing under the sleeves of his t-shirt. Dark hair, sharp jawline, and intense green eyes that seemed to see right through her. His smile was easy but carried an edge. “Yeah, hi,” she said, suddenly aware of how tight her yoga pants and cropped hoodie felt. “Thanks for fitting me in so late.”

A ghost of a whisper. His shoulders dropped slightly in relief, though his jaw was still tight, eyes scanning my face as if the pain might surge back any second. And then— Ding. The sound of the lift opening cut through the hall like a blade. Every muscle in my body tensed. I didn’t need to look. But I did. Jaxon stepped out. He was slipping his shirt on hurriedly, fingers fumbling with the buttons. His hair was disheveled, dark strands falling messily over his forehead like someone had been tugging at it. Red nail marks scratched down the side of his neck, angry and visible. His lips were swollen.

After a while, she came out looking refreshed. "Now you look great," wind commented. "What do we do to this hair,'' Wind said out loud as his sharp nails came into view. "I want it to be waist length." Xena was able to pinch in on-time. "As you wish," wind said as he let his claws do the work. Once that was done, Xena braided her hair into a ponytail before wearing her cloak. "Did you manage to find a path through this cave?" Xena asked in a worried tone.

Xander I find Hayley fast asleep, curled up in bed clutching a wet towel. Her hair is wet and she has changed into a pair of black cotton shorts and a loose grey converse t shirt. She looks exhausted. I pull the bedcovers over her and kiss her forehead. She stirs a bit and opens her eyes slowly. “I fell asleep,” she whispers. “Yeah you look pretty tired, go back to sleep.” “Are your friends still here?” “Yeah, they are downstairs.”

The teacher asked, with his tone soft and gentle instantly. Xander stood up from his desk and there was a dead silence. His figure was like a wall and there was a strong aura around him that sent shivers around everyone. His body was well-built with heavy muscles that could be seen through the school uniform. I could see the tattoo of a dragon and wolf on his arms. His torso was so huge it made his shirt tighten over his body. Each step he took was enough to send everyone shaking so hard. I looked up at his stony face and my heart skipped a beat. I never knew I could be this afraid, but I was losing control. The man in front of me was so fierce.

Jack's Pov I watch as han ran into his room to get dressed. Jill was silent as well as everybody. I am glad at that because i was able to think . Few minutes later Han emerge fully dressed in a faded jean and a black top with a black leather jacket. " I'm ready, i will wait outside " he said when he noticed Jill staring at me. Han walk out. Jill walk up to me. " Will you be safe? Don't you think it's a trap ? " she said shakily and i smile.