Ryan Gosling Haircut Blade Runner Novels & Stories

A gangster suddenly revealed his bayonet and got ready to strike Jens. All of a sudden, an embroidery needle flew past. The needle hit the bayonet, and a strong force forced the bayonet to change direction. The blade ran across the tip of Jens’ hair, cutting off some of his hair but fortunately, he was safe. Roxie rolled her eyes upward and almost fainted from fright. The embroidery needle and bayonet fell on the ground. Everyone looked at the two weapons on the ground, the disparity in power too obvious. There was slight horror in their eyes.

Kayla’s eyes widened in shock. Leon didn’t think. He just acted. He swung the clippers straight up and pressed them firmly into the center of Kayla’s perfectly styled blonde hair — right at the front of her scalp, just above her forehead. *BZZZZZZZZZZ—* The blades carved a brutal, uneven path straight down the middle of her head. A thick, wide strip of golden hair fell away instantly, fluttering to the stone tiles like dead leaves. Pale skin gleamed underneath in a shocking white line that ran from her hairline toward her crown.

wrapped around her like a memory she’d tried to kill. Scarlet opened her eyes. Alpha Ronan stood in front of her. And the blade was buried in him. “No...” she whispered. Ronan groaned, a deep, animal sound tearing out of his throat. His body shook as the silver burned through muscle and bone. His hand trembled where it clutched the blade, blood pouring down his fingers. Grey’s scream ripped through the clearing. “SCARLET!” Blade staggered back, staring at what he’d done. “No...fuck...”

The smell of rotting wood further convinces me it will. “Hey, new girl! Heads up!” I turn around just in time to see a large, saw-toothed copper blade flying toward my head at an unprecedented rate. As amazing as my reflexes are, there's zero time for me to stop the knife from slicing my forehead open. Considering that the board beneath my feet is fairly loose and covering a large hole, ducking to miss the blade will cause me to sink beneath the board and into the hole. Right before the knife slices my head open, something hard hits me on the shoulder, and I’m moved to the side before I can catch my breath. My eyes are squeezed shut, and when I open them, they're looking into Gaston’s intens

Very well built! Conversely, Razor had more of a slender, fine build with a muscular frame. Gleaming white teeth with eyes to match, that was a frame with soft dark eyebrows and lashes. His hair was neatly and sharply cut into a fade, with the top of it full of large dark curls. With a smile to die for! And did Suhi see a dimple in that cheek? Yes, she did!

he grinned wickedly. Grayson, known to many as 'Boss Scar,' seethed with resentment, his anger fueled by the reminder that Orion alone was responsible for the scar etched into his face. Orion discarded his firearm, brandishing a knife from his pocket as the man threw Erin against the wall. The clash between Orion and Boss Scar erupted into a brutal melee. They exchanged blows, kicks, and knife slashes, crimson blood streams marking their flesh. Steel met flesh as the knife tore into Orion's skin, mirroring the wounds inflicted upon Boss Scar. Erin stood frozen, her trembling hands clutching the gun she had picked up, unsure how to wield it.

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Ashly says, watching him through the mirror. Alex nods, turns on the razor, and gets to work, thoroughly and carefully cutting away the disturbing hair. "Like this?" He asks when he thinks he's done with that side, and Ashly turns her head for better inspection, leaning forward. "Yes, next." She grins, and Alex chuckles softly, walking around to Ashly's other side and repeating the action.

I push him back towards Grayson watching from the back. The woman stoops taking a look at his underbelly and I bite my tongue to prevent the whimper blocking my throat from escaping. Now wasn't the time for weakness. She removes a knife from the small cloth she has, splitting an aloe in two, wiping both sides of the blade the gooey contents, before shaving the hair around the wound. Her lover then adds something looking akin to whiskey to the wound which makes Grayson stirr, almost toppling the duo over baring his teeth at them. For the first time since they've agreed to help, the duo expresses fear and I hurry over to calm him down.

One last time I stared at the new Siren Weapon before me. I then walked out. A familiar laughter caught my ear as I walked toward the sitting room. Eight appeared before me embracing my legs. “Rin!” he yelled. I froze as my eyes stayed locked on Rosie who was carrying Kalo. The moment she saw me her eyes widen. “What happened to you?” she asked pushing the door behind her close with her foot. “Where is your hair?” “I got rid of it, after all we both can’t have long hair,” I sharply said.