Rey Star Wars Hair Down Novels & Stories

Calleigh had been smiling at him, but now she felt suddenly shy and kinda frightened. She put her hand to her hair, which yesterday had hung past her breasts and was now touching slightly her collarbone. “What?! What it looks like? I just had cut my hair. I felt it was time to make some changes about myself, about my image. So, I decided to start with my hair… These romantic waves caught my eye in a magazine and… here’s the result! A new wonderful haircut.”

I said. Faye's hair seemed to sparkle the shade of pink against the sunlight, and she absent-mindedly moved a lock of hair behind her ear as she looked at the distant figures of Tennebris and Vraxlon partially submerged. The prince of wrath rose from a wave, his blue hair swaying gently against his eyes.

-Leia- I don’t want to admit it, but I feel like a damn winter princess in this dress right now. My hair is curled and tossed over one shoulder, my makeup is minimal, I’m wearing the necklace and earrings Christian got me and finishing the look off with a soft shawl. To top it all off, I'm in a good mood, too!

Selene takes a long time in the shower, using some of the products that a saleswoman recommended based on her skin type. She also gives her hair a moisturizing treatment and dries it with a special brush for wavy hair before getting dressed. She looks at herself in the mirror and likes what she sees. Since she arrived here, she had stopped doing some things she enjoys, but that's all in the past now. Today marks the start of a new chapter in her life.

The sharp sound of scissors slicing through strands of hair echoed like a melody of liberation inside Haris’s luxurious apartment. Serena stared at her reflection in the large mirror before her. The long black hair that Dewangga once praised—the same hair he would stroke after belittling her—now fell onto the marble floor in rough, uneven pieces. When the final strand dropped, Serena stood still. Her hair now rested at shoulder length, cut into a sharp bob that framed her pale face with a newfound edge of authority. She brushed on light makeup, replacing her soft eyeliner with bold, defined strokes, and finishing with a deep crimson lipstick.

Scott defended. "Well, I happen to like your hair when you do it up all fancy for work. But, I also like when you have it down." Rayan reached out and ran his fingers through his boyfriend's hair. "It's so silky, not like mine at all." "Well, I'll have you know, I happen to LOVE your hair. It's soft, and bouncy, and when the light hits it just right, it gives you a halo." "Halo? Surely you're not referring to my numerous split ends I can't seem to get to lay down, are you?"

His long, wavy hair was pulled up in a half ponytail. He strutted like the world belonged to him. "Darling," Rafael drawled, his eyes raking over me in mock horror. "You look like you've been dragged through a flaming battlefield." He was probably right. I needed a bloody painkiller. I raised an eyebrow. "Nice to see you too, Doctor Rafael." Behind him, Rayne stepped in, wearing a leather jacket and combat boots, with her hair in a singular braid hanging down her back. Power practically coiled off her, but her eyes were warm.

“No. This entire place is a raisin free zone because I hate those things. Why anyone would want to eat dead fruits is beyond me.” “At least someone gets it.” She opened the freezer and found rocky road. “He's the full package!” Asteria exclaimed. She ignored what Asteria just said and went outside. “No bowls?” He asked. “I'm pretty sure that between the two of us, we'll finish the entire thing, so it seemed kind of pointless.” “Fair enough. That reminds me, why don’t you cut your hair shorter if it’s giving you problems?” “I’ve tried a few times, but it keeps growing back after about two weeks. Cutting it would just be more work than it is now.”

He rolled her hair into a floral curl bun halfway; the reminder of the length was left to roll carelessly in ribbon curls. The others were not in a better state than Ben. Shadow felt like he had struck the lottery as he looked at Ruby. “I want the same style as her.” Lara pouted childishly as she pointed at Dana. “You need to have her hair for that honey!” Tarz sneered without batting an eyelid. Lara pouted as she tugged Ed’s hand. “Do you want to say that again?” Ed narrowed his eyes. “Fine…fine…” Tarz raised his hand in defeat while Lara lifted her eyebrows provocatively.