Viking Hairstyles Men Novels & Stories

he asked sarcastically. I carefully looked at his hair, which was very different. He had quite a unique haircut that was styled into a high ponytail that extended down his back. The sides of his head were shaved, with a sharp, defined line running parallel to the shaved area, giving a clean, edgy contrast to the longer hair on top.

"Yes, darling. Every human has a soulmate. Unfortunately, some people don't meet theirs, and so they settle for people they're compatible with. Ever wondered why I haven't cut my hair?" I shook my head in a no and my dad bit down his lips in dismay. "Before your mum and I got married, my signature hairstyle was a buzz cut. When I asked her out, she said she preferred men with long hair because she had an abnormal obsession with Vikings. To please her, I began growing my hair and didn't care that it made me look like a rock star. All I wanted was her happiness. She would always brush it, and it was her comfort object whenever she fell sick."

Paparazzi followed suit as he was mumbling some words on the microphone. He was wearing a shiny blue jacket, zipped up to his check forming a v at check side which revealed a blue turtle neck he was wearing from the inside. His rugged jeans match with his jacket and shoes. He had Viking-gold hair, And oh, his earrings made him look so breathtaking. He wasn't a male model but he should have been. The lush, mother Viking-gold hair he groomed so carefully had a rippling quality. His only blemish was that he was beetle-browed and they were knitted in frustration.

They had more than doubled the customer base and had three other employees working under them besides the work they did themselves and the part time help from their dad. Jacob and Jason both had their hair styled in a quiff but Jacob had spikes of blond highlights in his and kept it long and textured in a straight up and straight back fashion. Jason’s was his natural dark brown, faded more at the sides and of a medium length on top that he kept swept to the right. Jacob kept his face clean shaven whereas Jason kept the remnants of a five o’clock shadow and a very finely trimmed mustache.

Was he in a war or something? She wasn't breathing. Her sole focus was on the art crafted on his skin. Both of his arms were inked exquisitely. One had a wolf while the other had tribal Viking-themed art. The patterns began on his hands and ended on his chest. The tatts alone gave him such a dominating look but the way his hair was open unlike that neat bun, made him look like a hot caveman or a brutal Viking. He looked seemingly ruthless with such a hot appearance. She was dumbstruck and if that wasn't enough, holding a piece of chocolate fudge cake in a plate did the deed for her.

He was examining me too and I took the chance to study his face. He had a Viking-black neat hair and bristly eyebrows. He had defined cheekbones and a concrete jaw. I also notice his Titan-like return of him. He also has long eyelashes. Oh my, he's the real definition of a Greek God's face. Fortunately, I can marry a handsome man. I hope he is also kind and hardworking for the perfect package. Maybe he's not hard to love, isn’t he?

He was a hot-headed man and it didn't take seconds for him to explode. Sitting behind his office desk, he looked, deadly in the grey business suit that hugged him like a second skin. He had the kind of face that stopped people in their tracks. The rippling texture of his rich Viking-gold hair, which he meticulously managed, was an indication of his great health. His strong cheekbones were accentuated by his aquiline nose. His basalt jaw and Spartan shoulders spoke of strength in an unobtrusive way. He strode with purpose and authority as if he possessed a hidden, leonine might. His mesmerizing, crystal-blue eyes had always been praised as his outstanding feature. When they were a-light with

Probably, in his early twenties. Her heartbeat started to race as soon as she saw those beautiful dark chocolate eyes. They were almond shapes that compliment those bristly eyebrows. These eyes were hypnotizing her like a pendulum, but it expresses care rather than danger. He had Viking-gold hair that is neck-length but was formed in coordinated waves. He was fair, almost pale white. His signature branded black outfit fitted well with his muscular frame. She knew that with her young age, she was already tall. But it was a shock for her to meet another person who was even taller than her. With his clothes and perfect height, he could probably be scouted as a male model.

Hell, Vice did everything well. Where Vice looked like an underwear model – all lean, smouldering dark good looks and clean shaven – Victor was golden haired, body building, and stubble jawed… Okay, he had gone the full beard, Raven smothered a laugh as he caught sight of the blonde man waiting in the open door. A well-groomed beard with a manbun, to be precise. “If you offer me coffee, I am not responsible for my reaction,” Raven said. “What?” Victor raised an eyebrow and stroked his beard between his forefinger and thumb. “You don’t like the beard? Apparently, they are the current fashion, and it doesn’t raise a rash on Mirage. Anywhere,” he added with a glint in his eye.

he said as he sighed relaxing back on the bed. " can i ask you something?" he said as he came closer to me. " yes why not" i said as i prepared to listen. " Do you guys behave like that in your pack?" he asked. " like how?" " like... you keep long hair?, you dont dress when someone is looking at you? like is that how you guys live your life? he asked as he waited for an answer from me. " well yes, both men and women keep hair but men just pack their own with a pin like this" i said as i touched the pin in my head. " or leave is to be in the back and as for women they do any style of their choice." i said lying smoothly without even stuttering which was surprising. Waji has influenced me on h