Keanu Reeves Haircut Novels & Stories

“We like being able to provide.” “No, this is basically showing off,” I shot back, but my lips twitched against a smirk. As we walked, he tried again. “We never finished introductions. Rayna, right? Can I call you that?” His tone was playful, but there was caution in his eyes. I took in Reeves, he looked different from the bar. More relaxed, his brown hair in a half bun. Where Sven had strong features, he had softer. A warm smile, inviting aura and a really good sense of humor.

"People above? Mr. Guerra, can you please tell us about this big boss's identity in detail! We're very curious." Irene asked Keanu curiously. Keanu's expression immediately became cold, and at the same time, his eyes swept across Reese's small face without leaving a trace, and he immediately coughed lightly. "Why are you asking about this? Right now, I'm your boss, so you all have to listen to my arrangement. The thing about Reese, don't have any more opinions. It's more important to rehearse for the concert."

And what the hell was Reba doing? “I just don’t know what to say,” I said, looking into his eyes. He smiled, and stroked my hair. I had it down, brushed straight but it had a bit of natural wave to it. It fell in layers and rested over my shoulders. I had actually contemplated shaving my head to spite Zachary, but I settled on dying it bright pink about a week ago. “I like the pink hair, and I’m curious as hell to see all your tattoos, maybe you could give me a tour,” he said, lifting up the bottom of my shirt to peek underneath.

Now, I was just laying in bed with Zeke who was enjoying having me in bed this late as much as I liked being in it. “I still can’t believe you just chopped it all off.” I hummed, not opening my eyes and just feeling his fingers against my scalp. “It was time. Especially with my mom’s hair so short. It feels nice. Plus, you pull off long hair much better than I ever have.” He chuckled. “Why thank you. You did look handsome but you look handsome like this as well. I just will miss being able to wrap threads in your hair.” I smiled. “Yeah, I will miss that too. Reagan cried because she couldn’t put bows in my hair.”

Hmm, dude must really be losing his shit. "I guess we know what her power is now," Keanu commented facetiously and I rolled my eyes at him as he slicked back his dripping hair,the rain and wind tearing through the room,thunder booming across the inky sky.His clothes clung to him,defining every line,outlining every bulge. And what an impressive bulge it was.I licked rain from my lips and hoped I didn't look as pervy as I felt. "What in heavens is all this racket? I was trying to sleep!"

She wasn’t familiar with the other measures taken but she’s heard enough to know that the security was as heavy as that of Fort Knox. As much as fans would love to see their favorite artist walk down the aisle, they’ll have to wait for the official photographs to be released. A fact her mother would complain to anyone who listened, especially to the media. “By the way, why did you change your hair color?” Ren took a stray hair from her bun and tucked it in her ear. Andrea’s long wavy hair which used to have its natural dark brown color that fans described as flowing chocolate has been drained into a dry ash blonde. A decision that surprised many.

he said. I didn't answered back. I entered in one room. Okay, let's get our skin treated. It's been a while I did derma. I usually do my own skin care routine at house. ~~ Raven POV "What haircut do you want, sir?" "An undercut, please," I see my reflection on the mirror. Eve is right, my hair is a bit long. She doesn't see me fresh. I should look fresh. It took an almost thirty minutes in doing my hair. I wonder what Everleigh is doing. What's in that room?

Killian Vale didn’t need a tie to look formal; his presence alone commanded respect. His hair was perfectly styled, slicked back with just enough wave to make him look untamed despite the precision. Every strand was in place, yet somehow he managed to look effortlessly perfect, like he’d run his fingers through it once and achieved magazine-worthy results. The style emphasized the sharp line of his jaw, the aristocratic angle of his cheekbones. And those eyes. Those eyes weren’t just icy now. They were ablaze.

I stared at him for a brief moment. He looked…..different! “ You got a new haircut?" I raised a brow. Killain from hours ago had messy curls, almost like a textured fringe. This man right here has a taper fade and a more tensed look. He smiled at me.“ Yeah, a few hours ago.” I mouthed an ‘ oh’. He got a haircut while I was behind bars? That's crazy! He braced himself.“ I'm bailing you out, and then we are moving to Texas…I'll explain later, but once I'm done processing your bail, then we are moving.”

I took a shower and stepped out before I went to the living room as Reina came out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee in her hand. “Leslie would you…” She paused as she stared at me. I blushed, feeling a little self-conscious about my new look before I made eye contact with Reina. “Do I look good?” I asked. “You look amazing.” Reina said. “I didn’t think you were great with scissors.” She said as she approached me, dropping her tea before she touched the tip of my hair. “You should cut your hair more often. It suits you.” Reina released my hair. “Ever thought of dying it, pink will be a great colour.”