Rey Star Wars Hair Down Novels & Stories

She moved her arms and then began to brush her hair. Her parents wanted her to keep it longer than most. Though it was so thin, she didn’t like it because it kept getting knotted. She wanted it at least shoulder level. She had won that argument. Her hair now brushed out and left for it to naturally wave. She realized that she probably should do something with her face. The main problem with that was she had nothing unpacked to even put the light makeup on. She shook her head and tried to remember which box it was in. She couldn’t.

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.

Leia–POV Today was the day to fight the candidates and select the kingdom's rightful ruler. I dressed in my fighting attire, ensuring it was flexible enough for quick movements. I checked myself in the mirror and tied my red hair into a ponytail. A wave of excitement coursed through me. It wasn't just my love for fighting that stirred these feelings; Kai's love for combat seemed to rub off on me. And just like Xavier always tweaked things to his vision, I changed the format of this challenge at the very last moment.

A day when the Alpha decides the Alpha warrior and its 10 members leading the group. I wanted to be at my best behavior and strength. I will become the Star Knight, a dream I have been running after for the past 5 years. I liked my hair short, it kept me out of troubles, like now, it was easier to wash and dry, even dying my hair was effortless. But with mom’s pestering advice, I had let it grow a little beyond my shoulder. My straight front bangs were almost reaching my eye but I liked the hairstyle my mom had given me, so I kept it that way.

With each step, the skirt swirled around him, showcasing his confidence and individuality. His shoulder-length hair was expertly gathered and styled into a sleek, low bun at the nape of his neck. Each strand was carefully smoothed back, accentuating the natural shine and texture of his locks. A few loose tendrils framed his face delicately, adding a touch of softness to the overall look. Luke stood out effortlessly, a true embodiment of style and grace amidst the gala's elite.

Yuki. His hair was secured in a messy clip, a few strands falling down over his face. He wore no shoes, pajama bottoms, and a frayed hoodie that said "Coffee is My Spirit Animal." He blinked at the XO Team as if in a dream. "Uh. can I help you?" The stylist smiled and said, "You’ve been selected for a once-in-a-lifetime makeover experience by XO. Full treatment. Hair. Makeup. Wardrobe. Free of charge. Just say yes."

She has an ebony black hair that falls down to her back like a water fall. Raya is tall, slim with a large breast and hips. Her blond hair is put into a bun, small nerdy glasses hangs on her pointy nose. I thought werewolves don't have defects like human. "She doesn't. She is just obsessed with the nerdy glasses." Janny snorts. Oh...I did say that out.

This is a trial from the gods. On that day, humanity not only fought for its worth but also for its survival. “Hah…” A sigh escaped her lips. She toyed with her hair before brushing it away. Her locks flowed freely, defying gravity. Her hair was as dark as the night sky, dotted with stars. Rather, her hair itself was the night sky. Her skin pale with a soft glow like the moon. Her purple hues looked around, confirming she was alone in the vastness of space before she hung her head. She let herself fall forward as a cloud formed itself into a comfortable bed to catch her. Her dark blue gown became disheveled but soon warped itself into nightwear.

He said again, "Come on! I can make you much more handsome than this. Trust me, James! I've cut other soldiers' hair many times." James looked at Reiner with an incredulous look, "What the hell? You think I'll believe you?" Reiner clicked his tongue impatiently, "That's right. If you don't believe me, you can ask Diego." "He's not here," James replied curtly. Reiner chuckled, "But, what I said is true." James shook his head firmly, unwilling to be trapped. However, Reiner apparently had one more trick up his sleeve and said quietly, "You don't want your long hair to get in the way when you're fighting? What if your protective helmet suddenly falls off and your hair covers your eyes?"

He commented. "Don't drool, you look like a fool." I smirked and walked past him. I walked towards the photographer who introduced himself as Matt. Stuart came to the set and he loved my black hair. It suited my role and they wanted me to have black hair. "Sky and Deandre, please get inside the frame. We wanna test it first before adjusting some things." Matt said and I nodded. I stepped into the frame and Sky stood next to me. "Okay, give us a second."