Keanu Reeves Hair Novels & Stories

Reece stops dead at the sight of me. "Your hair…" he says shocked. "My hair?" I retort cheekily. I had cut it at the top of the tower. My once waist length hair cut to my shoulders. It wasn't hacked or destroyed, it look professionally done because I had to learn how to cut my hair a long time ago. Ben was right about only one thing, I always to do something drastic when my life changes. So I used the scissors he gave me to cut my hair. "I love it." Reece smiles at me. It makes my heart flutter. The almost set sun casts a glow around him. He is so amazing I can't help but stare. Then something just clicks.

Keegan twisted the strand of hair on his fingertips and nonchalantly said, "There's a strand of gray hair." Stella looked down and saw that he really had a strand of gray hair in his hand. She was so furious that she was at a loss for words. 'Isn't he aware that this is not the right time to pluck my gray hair? What is wrong with him? Is he sick or something?' The secret squabble between the two attracted everyone's attention.

"Isn't Suzy's fiancé a redhead?” I can't hold back and I end up rolling my eyes. I've never shown a photo of Dean, nor described his appearance. If you did, you wouldn't confuse your blonde hair with red hair. “Yes, it was! "Uncle Kevin agrees. I hardly recognize him without all the hair from fifteen years ago. Now there is only the shadow of a fluff surrounding your bright bald head.

" Mr. Reeves! As curious heads turn and the buzz grows, the plate almost falls out of my hands. I trusted him not to come! I was sure I'd have a quiet few hours! Swallowing dryly and moistening my lips with my tongue, I turn my head in the same direction as everyone else, to watch him approach. The air stops in my lungs. The man manages to look even more handsome dressed informally, but still elegant. I've never seen him in jeans before and… hell, he looks great in them. His black shirt is loose, his hair is now blowing in the wind, unlike the flawless hair he wears every day, and his aviator glasses are over his eyes. I have to stop myself from cursing out loud. This image of him is everyth

Henzie shifted her gaze to Kevin, then back to Arabella. "I'll wait for you outside," said Arabella, releasing her hand and leaving the cafeteria. "May I ask you a question?" Henzie opened her voice carefully after Arabella left. "Of course. What do you want to ask?" Kevin replied quickly. "Th-that... is your silver hair and red eyes real?" Kevin seemed to show a little surprise at Henzie's question. He was silent for a moment, but soon the man just laughed a little. "You know, my hair is actually blonde, but I

He commented. "Don't drool, you look like a fool." I smirked and walked past him. I walked towards the photographer who introduced himself as Matt. Stuart came to the set and he loved my black hair. It suited my role and they wanted me to have black hair. "Sky and Deandre, please get inside the frame. We wanna test it first before adjusting some things." Matt said and I nodded. I stepped into the frame and Sky stood next to me. "Okay, give us a second."

he faced us scratching his head. Well the head was not bald like Dwayne Johnson's own, his only shows any one that looks closely at him that he wasn't ready or doesn't want to grow old. His hair was cut in the popular Afro style, it was so obvious he dyed his hair black, but I could still see some stubborn grey hairs that refused to be black at the sides of his head, the man surely doesn't want to look old. But his beards gave out the secret. "Dad don't tell me you dyed your hair for the ninth time this month? " Kene asked his dad.

Rendered helpless, Wesley said, "I didn't remember the research until I saw the gray hair on Irene's head... I don't need that many!" Shea knew what Wesley was trying to do and immediately dragged Kiara away. Wesley untied Irene's ponytail and her hair fell to her shoulders. Despite his efforts, he could not find one. Taking a deep breath, Wesley plucked a black strand of Irene's hair. "Dad, let me see," Rose asked, curious as to how her hair would be different from Irene's. Wesley had never had such a huge panic attack before as he had never told such a blatant lie in his life.

said an excited Kane. "What is it?" I was still confused. "You see... I want to change the color of my hair, I think I told you, but... I want you to..." "You want me to change my hair color too?" "Klaus" Sven spoke to me: "How did you come to have pink hair?" "Well, I once modeled for a girl who was studying to be a hairstylist or something, and that's why my hair is pink. But my natural color is brown."

"You always have to ruin the moment bitch." "I told you this was strictly business." Ree just rolled her eyes and went to work. We were going for something totally different from what we'd normally do. Ree had found this hairstyle on P*******t, and she thought it'd go really well with my outfit. It was a half up with a bun, half down, and a base. I had long hair, so it was going to work, but Ree suggested we add extensions and at this point, I think Ree should start charging me for these services. "Girl! What in the world. This must be my favorite hairstyle ever. What the fuck." She just laughed and started her own hair. I was in awe. I spent the next twenty minutes dressing up and looking a