Rapunzel Hair Cutting Novels & Stories

He shut up. I took my hands to her hair, pulling the locks to the front of her shoulders. They were beautiful, silky, but they needed a cut. His strong face didn't match that hair size very well. He would be identical to a Hollywood star if the dark strands were at most to the back of the neck, besides that it would already be too much.

‘’And some hair work, too. She glanced at my hair. ‘’Definitely. You are too pretty to have such a scary tangle of strands on your head.’’ I laughed as I bent over the vanity looking for the brush that would cause the least pain. I brushed the hair gently and twisted the chunk into a bun. One of the things Zion had fallen in love with was my hair. He could never get his hands out of my hair, and even as I packed it up now, the image of him flashed before my eyes. Perhaps, it was time for me to go on a low cut.

She squats down to my level, bringing the scissors closer, "Maybe this will finally teach you a lesson. When the men see you and your shabby hair, not even your sinful body or redhead will be enough to convince them." My heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach. If Helen cut my hair, the disguise I managed to build over the years would be exposed. I won't be able to tweak my appearance anymore or protect myself from the hunters. I shook my head vigorously, "No, you can't cut my hair. It's the only—" My words were cut off in a scream as she yanked my hair to her. I couldn't move. I was held tightly in place by her minions. I couldn't do anything asides glare at her with so much hate and ange

but instead they brought us together. I had recently decided it would be a great idea to cut my hair off. It had been as long as Abbey’s before but I needed a change. Plus all the dancing and cheering I did … my hair was getting slung all over the place. The short cut was much more manageable. It came just above my shoulders now. And tonight I had pulled part of it up on top of my head in a little bun. The rest of it hung free.

I rolled my eyes. "If you truly loves you then your appearance won't matter." She smiled at me and nodded for me to continue. I slowly cut off her ponytail, Celestial covering her eyes almost the entire time. Her hair fell and framed her face, uneven in some areas. I continued to cut, being very careful to not mess up. When it was done her hair was almost like a pixie cut style but it didn't stay behind her ears and it was a bit longer than usual pixie cuts. Just a bit.

Maybe she can change her look? Her hair was very long; it cascaded down to her waist. She derived joy from growing out her hair, because of her love for Rapunzel since she was a little kid. But she's now 18, no longer a kid, and she has to get over her obsession with being the second Rapunzel. It might be something she'll regret, but she had to start taking risks in her life. A sigh escaped her lips as she stared at herself, a mix of determination and nervousness etched on her face.

Ophelia stared into her reflection in the mirror and raised the scissors. She would do this. Cut off a hair she had touched before. Her curly red hair had to go because a handful of strands were pulled out. Since birth, her parents had left her hair the way it was. And she had grown with it until age twenty-three. Letting a low breath, she began cutting her hair. She wouldn't dwell on the thoughts that she would have to go bald from the onset because what mattered to her the most was Finlay. She needed him to return to her.

He look at me in the mirror and smirked. "You like my hair don't you?" My eyes widened. "Ano? H-hindi ah sayang lang sa shampoo." "Pfft. Mukha bang mamumulubi ako sa shampoo?" Oo nga naman. Bobo ko naman mag isip ng palusot. "Hindi natin sure." I shrugged my shoulders. "I won't cut my hair unless you'll ask for it." He winked. I bit the inside of my cheek and get the magazine. Tama lang sigurong pabawasan ang buhok ko para naman hindi nakakahiya kay rapunzel kapag mas humaba ang ito dahil sa mga banat ni Jonas.

She was saying she wanted her eyes just like Pascal, the chameleon from Rapunzel. "You are just the cutest aren't you Rapunzel? Come I'll do your nails then you can do mine, I want rainbow color nails can you do that? Are you up for the challenge?" I said as she was skipping her way to the so called nail station that Angie had set up in front of the TV.

“We are not going to leave you. We are going to stick together.” “Shall we get dressed for the princess's birthday party?” All through the periods where the kids were cutting their cakes, dancing, and singing. All I could think about was the trance I had seen earlier. When will it happen? How would it occur? Who will it be? Is it Liana or Lena? “Thank you all for coming,” Lark started, raising a toast to this audience. “My Luna,” he called, beckoning to me. I smiled briefly and was about to make a move when I suddenly saw Lena’s hair growing longer. The once blonde hair shedding itself off into a golden, longer version that was almost similar to Rapunzel’s.