River Phoenix Long Hair Novels & Stories

I get defensive, I honestly thought Phoenix was capable I didn't expect for this to happen. Raven and Embry spend the next 20 minutes trying to remove the brush from my hair before agreeing it isn't coming out. Embry helps Raven cut the brush free before cutting and styling my hair. Surprisingly, I like it when I turn to the mirror and see they have left the top about five inches long with a tight trim on the back and sides, with a subtle fade.

Tri greets him with a small smile. The two have also become much closer this past year and I knew that Tri in some way, considered River like a big brother to her. “Hey, little Tri. I like the hair. Auntie Kei did that?” River asks and Tri nods her head excitedly. “She’s still going to braid it!” She shares with a beaming smile. I turn to her as I smoothly run my hand through her long locks. “A mermaid braid, just how you like it.”

And three contained living occupants. I moved toward the cells, my power flaring involuntarily. The prisoners looked up, their eyes widening. Two were wolves I didn't recognize, both showing signs of extensive experimentation. Surgical scars. Patches of fur that had grown back in the wrong colors. Eyes that glowed with unstable magic. The third prisoner made my heart stop. She was young. Maybe sixteen. With silver hair that marked her as Ghost Wolf bloodline. But something was wrong with her. Her form flickered between wolf and human, unable to stabilize. Her eyes held the glazed look of someone whose mind had been shattered by prolonged torture.

Prince Phoenix's POV I brushed her hair back and twirled some of it between my fingers. I always liked playing with her hair. The fiery red strands were so soft. A bit more of her face was exposed. Now only the left corner of her face was bandaged covering the long, deep gash. The bruises on her left cheek were a light red now.

The driver got out and opened the back door. A girl stepped out. She had long blonde hair, perfect makeup, and designer coat that probably cost more than my motorcycle. She moved like she was a queen or something. What a way to show off. She looked straight at the group of us standing there and smiled sweet as sugar. “Hi, everyone,” she said, voice nice and pretty. “I am Selene Rivers. I am here for my sister.” Her eyes locked on me. “Hi, Raven. Did you miss me?

Timak has yellow hair long, up to his shoulders, and pupils of his eyes are green in color, with a thin body. And here we have Maniac and Raymond who are Pegasus (Maniac has long yellow hair that reaches half his back, brown eyes, and a slender figure , while Raymond has short yellow hair that he lifts up, sleepy brown eyes, and a thin body) And these two sycophants Andy and Randy are phoenixes (Andy has short hair in different colors of the rainbow, a mixture of colors, dark blue eyes, and a slender body , while Randy has long hair that reaches his shoulders, and also a mixture of rainbow colors, and his eyes are light blue and slender.)

I can smell Rieka’s milk, honey, and fresh rain scent, so I thank Alex and follow my nose to the bathroom. As I’m walking into the bathroom Rieka is just getting up from the stool in front of the vanity. Everything decelerates and I’m watching in slow motion as she turns to face me. Her hair is so short that she rarely does anything different to it, but I can tell that Drea spent some time working on it tonight. There’s a braid that starts in the front and wraps around the right side like a crown. It dips under the rest of her hair just behind her ear, and all the rest of her hair is set in perfect curls with tiny ruby and diamond jewels pinned into the braid and the curls.

The villagers say the river sleeps now. It moves slow and clear, a mirror reflecting sky and silence. But Mira knows it isn’t sleeping. It’s listening. She walks its edge at dawn, barefoot and calm, leaving no prints behind. Her hair has grown long and silver-threaded, her skin cool to the touch. She no longer eats much — just herbs, salt, and the occasional bite of ash-soaked bread. She is changing. Not just spirit-bound… but something more.

Her silver-streaked hair was twisted into a flawless bun. “Is this your girlfriend you spoke about?” she asked Rob like I was invisible. “Yes,” he answered without hesitation. What the fuck? He told her we were a couple? “She is very gorgeous. I’m Liana,” she finally turned to address me. “Bianca,” I said as politely as I could, still stewing from my dream. “She does not want to cut her hair. Is there something else we can do?” Rob asked. “Her hair is beautiful. I would not cut it. Three A texture. Long, curly, and healthy. We could silk press it or give her bigger curls, something vintage like the nineties,” Liana said, visibly excited.

Victoriå As I got out of the car, I saw my new friends smiling in my direction. That was, until they looked behind me and saw who was there. Landon walked through the crowd of students, getting scared looks and frightened smiles. He patted my lower back as he departed, going over to the guys and I went over to my friends. "Rhee!" Piper greeted, smiling at me. Piper had blonde hair and blue ends that matched her blue eyes. She was around 5'7 and had a septum piercing and a smiley.