River Phoenix Long Hair Novels & Stories

She has a black curly bowl cut. While Luxian Arche has a woody scent. The height is 6-foot-4, with a perfect jawline and freckled clear skin on the face. He has Dark chatreuse fox eyes, pinkish lips, average eyebrows and a perfect body with 6 packs abs and V-line like a Linux body. He has black curly mullet hair. In the time I've been with them, I've memorized their faces. Even their favorite color of clothes I already memorized. Luxian always wears black and white while Linux has many different colors as his dress code.

Ria wanted to see them! “Mom is back!” Phoenix screamed out when he heard the horn in the driveway. Phoebe and her brother ran out of the building and Ria spread out her arms to accommodate them. "Mom!" They screamed. Ria confirmed Phoenix look. He was a compact little thing with a dimple on his right cheek like her own too and his gold hair shimmered under the sun! Phoebe had her short black hair packed in ponytails. Her large cute brown eyes added beauty to her well sculpted heart shaped face. They are beautiful creatures!

Sebas said as he looked to the stage. I had to agree with him. Cherry wasn’t lying. There was something about this particular woman that seemed to captivate attention. She had bright red hair, and her outfit was a blend of red and orange colours to signify fire and flame like she was a real Phoenix, and it fit her like a second skin. She just stood in a pose, holding the pole but not moving. Then music began to play.

And even then, that team were not as good as this team of two men and a woman turning her into a dreamy princess. “It is a pleasure to be able to work on your famous hair.” The woman said as she rolled her hair into huge round curlers. She smiled politely at the hairstylist through the mirror. Racheal was not one of those people who did not understand the fuss over their beauty. She understood it very well. She had never seen any woman with her kind of hair, gold colour that was close to silver, it shone both under the light and in the dark. And although blonde hair was not usually thick, hers was. It was so thick she could not hold it together with just one hand. It was naturally wavy and h

The same lobby I passed by a week ago. The same lobby that holds Viola’s scent and a scent of River’s. “Outside the lift but I gotta warn you, she’s—” Shane and I walk past Connor before he finishes his sentence. He’s been with her for a week. He couldn’t understand what Shane and I feel like. True enough, River is standing outside the closed lift, her hair full and voluminous and in curls against her shoulders, a white sun dress on her that accentuates her ass. When she turns around, some light pink lip gloss smearing her lips, I almost trip.

Leyla wipes pensively over the soft pink tutu-style dress — replacements for the ones that got destroyed. At least the little angel is taking her sister’s warning not to get messy to heart. Unlike her rebellious companion, who honestly never seems to run out of energy. Speaking of which — River swivels back to her feet, to observe the redhead — whose hair has grown out about 2 inches by now, making her look like some kind of teacup pixie. Rocking an identical outfit, pink mask and all, but matching hers with some pink combat boots, River pierces me with those teal eyes.

They seem to want to show off for any reason. As I gaze upon this young female, I still don’t know who she is. Though I am not familiar with each phoenix by name or appearance. Especially when they can be reborn repeatedly so long as they are not killed. She has long, flowing black hair, golden-bronze skin and big, doe-brown eyes. More impressive is her height. I’m sure she rivals even the height of Ra. Perhaps she is his daughter? Or wife? Or there might not be any relation at all.

She knew it was Xavier calling and she turned back immediately. “Xavier?” Xavier walked up to her and held her. “Your hair…” he started. “It’s red.” Rhea placed a finger on it and picked it out without looking. “I noticed I started having a red streak sometime ago. I don’t think it means anything though.” “You don’t think it means anything?” Xavier stared at her. Look at Calistè. She’s a witch and she has the same color of hair as you do.” “Xavier,” Rhea frowned. “It’s just my hair…”

Fully dressed, I let my hair do its thing because saving my life was a higher priority for me than waiting for my hair to completely dry before brushing it out. I opened my room door and River was standing outside. "You were faster than I anticipated, Princess." He drawled. In this lighting, I could see that his wavy ink-black hair that was pulled back in a ponytail had deep purple highlights and his dark eyes looked at me from head to toe as though he found something severely lacking in my appearance or just me in general and I bristled at his attitude.

They all looked perfect, smart, and confident. Nobody had paid any attention to River. She was the only one who did not seem to fit well there. Though her clothes were not shabby, however, they were not as classy as theirs. Maybe they didn’t find her attractive enough or maybe the reason was, she was dressed as a guy. She had chopped her long Raven hair off and now the soft waves reached her shoulders. Her friend Keanu had told her that nowadays boys were keeping long hair.