Pierce Brosnan Haircut Novels & Stories

I get defensive, I honestly thought Phoenix was capable I didn't expect for this to happen. Raven and Embry spend the next 20 minutes trying to remove the brush from my hair before agreeing it isn't coming out. Embry helps Raven cut the brush free before cutting and styling my hair. Surprisingly, I like it when I turn to the mirror and see they have left the top about five inches long with a tight trim on the back and sides, with a subtle fade.

I groaned as I woke up from my alarm groggily, and pushed my hair back with one hand. My long wavy silver hair was now chopped off till my shoulders. Not that I looked bad, though. It had been a week now with my new wolf cut hair that my mom did for me. And it turned out, I was actually born for this haircut. The best part is I don't even need to style it with blow dryer and curlers like others as strangely my hair stays in like that even when I wake up.

Maybe he'll subconsciously pick up on that and become more comfortable around me. I was correct last night when I guessed he was handsome in the dim lighting. Now that I've seen him in the light of day, it's clear that he was more than just handsome. He's almost breathtaking. When I can only see the healthy side of his face, he looks like an actor or a model. He has well-defined features that are just soft enough not to be too angular. His eyes are the most luminous pair of blue eyes I've ever seen, even if one of them isn't real. They contrast sharply with his dark hair and eyebrows. His hair is very straight with a slight wave developing near the ends and it's much longer than he'd have be

Taking a closer look, he finally recognized her. Danice felt some movement. She opened her eyes sleepily and met her grandpa’s stunned gaze. “Grandpa…” “You… you cut your hair?” Danice touched her short hair. Why was everyone’s first comment always about her hair? “I did. The role I’m playing is a boy who’s good at martial arts.” “Oh.” Head Master Roan remembered her mentioning this before, but he had thought she would just wear a wig. Yet, she had actually cut her hair. Still…

He tugged on a drawer, and pulled out a few black scrunchies, setting a couple on the counter in front of me. “You use scrunchies?” I eyed him suspiciously. “My hair used to be long here.” He gestured toward the top of his head. “And shaved here.” He gestured to the sides. “I’d put it up for work.” Huh. He would definitely look hot with a haircut like that, but I liked the wild-man thing he had going on with his current luscious mane. Just thinking of it as a luscious mane had me biting back another snort.

Damien. Ingrid nodded and then she left me alone with a courteous smile. Looking at myself in the mirror on the wall, I ran my fingers through my dark brown hair. During the first day of the military training, one of my superiors advised me to cut my hair short so I had cut it in a short pixie hairstyle. My hair had grown since then and it was now tailored in a messy chin-length bob hairstyle.

"How can you stand in my face and lie to me, Briar? I can’t be mistaken. You are exactly the Briar that I know. Just because you have a different hair color and style now and have added a little weight. It doesn’t change the fact that it is you. I thought you died five years ago? How are you here now?” Shutting my eyes tightly, I yanked my arm away from his grip. I had cut my hair short and dyed it auburn just to appear different from the plain Briar I was years ago. Still, even though it seems like my identity is busted, I am not about to expose myself. “What is this about, sir? You do know I can have you sued for harassment?” I seethed.

She would always have him over when we would hang out and slowly our relationship grew close again. I smiled as I remembered the day that I finally got away from Ryker and how Paxton was by my side from then on. He was a very good friend and I loved him for that. I got dressed and went into the bathroom to fix my hair. Before our trip, Bree and Audrey had dragged me to the salon to get our hair done. I had always just kept my natural hair color, which was a dark brown, but I was a free woman and wanted to do something different. So I went with a hombre color. It started with a blue color and faded into pink at the ends. I loved it. Then I had got a hair up my ass and took the girls with me t

I went to take a seat in the big salon, other workers were there too and we exchanged greetings. After thirty minutes of talking about what we want, Brad decided to do mine since I want it to be a total make over. I added that he should make me look bad ass by the way. He took out his phone and started videoing the whole process but made sure that there was no mirror around me for me to see myself. He cut a really big part of my hair, leaving it shoulder length. I screamed when I first saw it and my neck felt bare. I felt lighter too. The hair has really been weighing me down.

I smile and open the door and almost immediately I'm wrapped into Nina's embrace. "Aww I missed you so much." Nina says spinning me around in the hug. "I missed you too." I smile into the hug. Nina pulls away and rests her hands on my shoulders, "You still look like your beautiful self. Did you have a haircut in rehab?" Nina smirks at me. "Why yes I did. My nurse Janice was nice enough to cut my hair for me. Do you like it?" I ask holding onto my hair. "Yes it looks very chic." Nina smiles.