Keanu Reeves Haircut Novels & Stories

Rakel released his armies from training and went to find Knox. The first thing he saw when he walked into the room was that Knox didn't appear to be himself. His long, silvery white hair had been shaved off, leaving a fringe on his forehead. He looked more handsome and sensual with his new hairstyle, which, when combined with the icy aura surrounding him, made him look like those runway models. In a gorgeous black suit and a killer tie, a six-foot-plus man stands flawlessly controlled. His icy grey eyes fell on Rakel the moment he stepped in and Rakel hate to admit but the hairstyle suits him. He appears to be in much better shape than he has been in the previous five years. “To what honour

"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.

How did women do that to themselves every day? “We’ll all wait in Rose’s room for your return. We’ll gather some servant clothes and make you look just like one of them,” Shelby says excitedly. “Oh, we’ll also need a wig to hide that hair,” Kelly says. “What do you think? Dreadlocks?” Shelby asks. Kelly studies Reece for a bit. “No, his face has a round shape. Dreadlocks won’t look nice on him. Maybe a nice bowl cut wig?” “Yeah, that could work. And some dark brown contact lenses. Do you think he’ll need some prosthetics? Maybe for his nose and cheekbones?” Shelby asks as she folds her arms across her chest, studying Reece like he’s a science project.

I never thought I would see these people live and direct talk less of conversing with them. Life is such a twist. As I let my eyes travel, I caught a glimpse of a certain someone, a very familiar person, him. Reece Rollins. Oh my... what the.. I gasped wide eyed, staring at him. He smiled playfully talking with the director and he looked so different from the last time I'd seen him. He was attired in a navy blue suit, accentuating his height and well built shape, in addition to his professional styled honey brown hair shining under the flashlights. He looked magnificent and awesome.

His new look was a disguise to prevent people from connecting him to the long-haired goth man from the sexy video. Speaking of his hair, he had much less of it and could no longer hide his face behind it. He had what Cassandra called a sensible cut. It was very short on the sides, with a few waves allowed on top. She couldn't keep her fingers out of it, and he found he didn't mind that at all.

A river of peace washed over her and she realized how troubled and worried she had been. “Haven't seen you for years,” he said into her ear. She smiled and turned around to see his face. Her smile faltered. “Did you get a haircut?” she asked immediately, her eyes roaming over his now shaved hair. It was a buzz cut that fitted him well but still, she didn't quite like it. She had never seen him without his hair. “Last minute decision. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you first.” She chuckled. “It's fine. You don't need permission from me to cut your own hair.”

It all smelled like Keanne, and I could say I was complete. I heard the door open and close, and I turned to Keanne. He was shirtless, the towel wrapped around his waist. His hair fell in front of his eyes, and I couldn't see them. I smiled, however, resting my back on the headboard as I watched him. He was near perfect, although the scars were an indication that there was a time that he wasn't. "You never told me about those scars." He stopped, then slowly dropped the towel he had been using to dry off his hair, his eyes meeting mine.

Who would have thought that this outfit could make one look sexier? She raised her face up to look at him and noticed his new haircut; his shoulder-length hair was sleekly brushed back and tied in a low-ponytail that curled down on his neck, revealing his head's v-shaped undercut. Two strands of his hair were left to fall slightly by his face, giving him a stylish and moderately appealing appearance. With his fresh appearance, She would not have recognized him if it hadn't been for the color of his eyes and his muscular body features.

My heart raised, and pleasure gripped me as his pair of unique red eyes fell on my body, my heart fluttered at the sight of how cute he was. The man in front of me was the pure definition of striking. He was really different from every other man I've laid my golden eyes on, from his look to his personality. He has this perfect Revan hair that was packed in three styles, the middle part was packed In a ponytail, the lower part fell freely off his back, and some nice quantity of strands that fell freely off his forehead and seated perfectly on his chest. He was seated there in a piece of two black suit that revealed enough quantity of his ripped muscle.

“Tell me more.” “The bald heads were an absolute shocker for one,” She said, so serious that Killian burst into laughter. “I kid you not, Kill… here I was, mentally prepared to at least cut my hair up to my chin, but they just casually had everything off, and when I saw them, I was just like, hell no… I’m not doing this shit.”