Rapunzel Hair Cutting Novels & Stories

"My hair's fine. It's always like this." Jessie stepped forward, running her fingers lightly through Beauty's hair before pulling back with a look of exaggerated disapproval. "Fine? No, no, no. This won't do at all. You need a haircut. A slay one before the reunion, which is in two days, for crying out loud!" Beauty frowned, stepping back defensively. "What's wrong with my hair? My mom gave me a haircut before they left for vacation. It's perfectly fine." Jessie gasped dramatically, her hands flying to her hips. "Your mom cuts your hair? Beauty, you're not five years old! You need a professional to handle this, not your mother."

"Hmm… Let's change its colour and cut it short. I am going for a shoulder length cut and platinum colored hair, but it will be kind of grey. It will take about four hours, but you want a new hairstyle, so I will give you a totally new hairstyle." I nodded, not caring whether or not it would suit me. I just wanted to forget about everything that had happened to me and change myself as I could. Before I knew it, the nice lady started to work her magic. By the time she finished with my hair, it was almost in the night. Ryan had fallen asleep on the couch and Aunt Mabel was still touching up my hair. She had even refused to let me look at myself in the mirror, covering it up with a piece of fabr

Clarissa questioned the girl with a slight raise of her brow. “I have never cut it, actually.” “Well, today’s the day that happens. The party is two days away and your dress requires you to have a new look.” “Will I even get to see this dress?” “Soon. Be patient.” Clarissa began to scan Zaramanni’s deep blueish hair with her sharp gaze, moving sleekly as she gauged where and where to start the cutting. Then, she began to comb through the length, pushing out the full hair to rest peacefully on the girl’s back.

Fiona sat down as Delilah tucked her hair in a bun. She would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid of Delilah going manic and yanking her hair off her scalp. Delilah seemed calmed and was gentle with her hair, she did a neat bun and even acessorized it with diamond hair clips.

Our laughter trailed off. "Cinderella is already with her prince charming, let's prep you up to meet yours! What look are you going for?" I sighed and held up my wavy hair. "I want my hair straight and short, you can do anything you want with the makeup." Jasmine gasped, placing her hand on her chest. "Why would you want to cut this beautiful hair?" I shrugged. "I just want a new look." Jasmine nodded. "Okay, let's get started." She examined my hair, planning her approach. "Okay! Say goodbye to the old you, I'm about to transform you." She grinned, staring at me in the mirror.

“That’s what I thought too. Then he said…Alpha and Luna aren’t the heroes you think they are. When mistakes are made, you’re supposed to acknowledge them, apologize, and try to fix it. That if you don’t you end up trying to bury it. It didn’t make sense.” She continued to brush my hair, quiet for a few minutes. Her fingers worked through the worst of my knots before she started to pulled up my hair into a high ponytail. As she did, she tightened and yanked my hair back a couple times. Once she was satisfied, she braided using a four-strand method all the way to the end. “There. It’s high enough that you should be able to sleep but it will keep your hair from looking like a puffball.” “Thank

We chanted the mantra for as many times as possible till I felt completely relaxed and before I knew it I passed out. I woke up and the first thing that hit me was the smell of scented candles. I looked around to see that I was in my room and Zain was sleeping by my side on a chair as he placed his head on the bed. I came down from the bed without waking him up and went to the bathroom where I saw that my hair was Rapunzel length. "This is really annoying." I said as I took a knife I always hid behind my cabinet. My hair was usually cut waist length but I was pissed that this stuff ruined my date with Noel and Sam and cut it just a little above my shoulders.