Seth Rollins Hair Novels & Stories

Alexis sobs as her fingers go through his hair watching him. He hugs around her waist putting his face on it as he feels the bump and talks to it. I'm a fucking mess and Seth sobs in my shoulder. Steven hasn't come back but I know he is probably breaking shit in the gym. I feel him I want to break shit myself.

His eyes locked on me, coiled with a kind of quiet violence that made my pulse trip. Seth slipped in on the other side, a walking contrast. He hopped up onto the table like it was his personal throne, black joggers hanging low, loose Henley showcasing ropey forearms and those stupid leather bracelets he liked. His grin was pure trouble, knee bouncing, fingers drumming like he was tuned to a different beat than the rest of the world. Rory stayed where he was, tipping his head in a lazy greeting, smirk firmly in place. Easy. Relaxed. The eye of the hurricane—and the one probably steering the whole thing.

“Well, yes. We were invited to her party tonight. We don’t deserve to be left out of anything, including that.” My face darkened as I met Fred’s brown eyes, his brown hair falling into his eyes, then Seth’s beautiful grey eyes. Seth’s hair was a low buzzcut. While Danny had blond, curly hair framing his face and blue eyes. They were all shirtless, clearly not bothering with their tops after our swim. They were just messing around as usual, I reminded myself as I took a deep breath in.

Calvin said in a low voice, “It wouldn’t also be fair for Seth. Because we both know what he had to go through just to be with you.” I turned and looked for him. He was behind the grills, cooking meat, while Jericho was standing behind his outdoor kitchen doing one of the things he was good at, cooking. I watch Seth, who by the way looks extra handsome tonight in his black v-cut shirt that snugs his perfectly fit body in the sexiest possible. Despite the apron that he was wearing, the only difference that I could find between the Seth I met before to the Seth that I know now was how much more handsome and sexier he had become.

I would be wearing jeans and a t-shirt if she would let me get away with it. Seth finally arrived dressed in his traditional wardrobe of all black. “Wow April, you look fantastic!” He said with a look of desire in his eyes. “Sarah, is that you? What have you done with my friend; you know the one that is supposed to be in a blue dress with tennis shoes?” I rolled my eyes at Seth “Ha very funny. Can we just go please?”

Lorena POV I lower my head, no longer intending to respond to Seth's topic about money and material possessions. Suddenly, a pair of large hands rub against my head. "Why are you rubbing my hair?" I look up and push Seth's hand away. "Your hair is so messy, it looks terrible. I wanted to help you tidy it up," Seth calmly raises an eyebrow, "I didn't expect your hair to be so greasy. How many days has it been since you last washed it?"

I didn't want to appear to be too made up but at the same time, I didn't want to appear plain. Walking back into the bedroom I rolled my eyes at Seth laying on the bed watching tv. He wasn't worried about anything. He true to his nature was wearing a pair of red long shorts with a black shirt. I never knew that Seth wore glasses so when he put them on today I had totally fangirled. over them.

) on it, the shirt a light shade of pink under the suit jacket. The stripes in his hair would be black if Ashly ran her hands through them. Ashly raises her hand, and Alex tilts his head towards her when the Omega fingers slide through his hair. Alex hums, closing his eyes and stopping for a moment, leaning against Ashly's shoulder. "Huh," Ashly says, taking her hand and examining the gell on the tips of her fingers. "What?" Alex asks, his eyes still closed. Ashly shakes her head, kissing the top of the Alpha head. "Seth is like a small kid who can't be contained. Even Shine isn't this bad." Ashly, instead of commenting on the gell, nods towards Seth.

"Quick, quick — let him in! It's been ten years since I last saw that boy. I wonder what he looks like now — probably tall and strong." "Uncle." Before Charles Bishop's words had even faded, Seth Rollins appeared at the doorway. He was dressed in formal attire — tall, upright, and commanding. Every movement he made carried a quiet force, his presence sweeping into the room like wind.

His headless body landing on top of Jack's own dead body. Facing the remaining ten Angels. "You are making me break my policy. I only give out warnings once and you are forcing me to repeat myself." Tharollin told them. "Leave here in one piece and go back to meet Aaron and tell him you failed to carry out his assignment." He added. "Never." Seth growled out the words and rushed at him. He disappeared before he could reach Tharollin and appeared right behind his back with his sword coming down to hit his target.