Novel & Cerita Fairy Tail Red Hair

The thought of having a child bride sickens me. Who wants to marry an evil dragon obsessed with power? But Sera and the dragon mentioned a prophecy about the next Red Witch. My grandmother said that Icarus foresaw the downfall of the black dragon at the hands of the subsequent Red Witch - me. If my memories are correct, my mother, who had no magic, wasn't a redhead but blonde—more light platinum blonde, almost white. It's rare for anyone to have such hair color. If this world were a video game, platinum blonde hair would direct lines of elves.

I shrug, trying to keep it lite. “Who do you want to see?” They ask, keeping an eye on Ronan. “Okay, so please forgive me, but she has come to me in dreams and never given me her name. She is 16, pink hair, her eyes change according to her emotions,” I do my best to describe her. “All Fae change eye color according to emotions,” the guard answers bored. “Okay, but how many just turned 16 and have pink hair?” I am getting annoyed.

"Pardon me, young lady. I just found it ridiculous for you to think I am Carly's mother. I mean, how can I steal the young master from you?" I exhaled a deep sigh. "I don't own him, Yen. He's his own person." "Of course, young lady. You're right. But still, there's no way in hell I will be Carly's mother. Do know that Carly's mother is a redhead because she's a cute little redhead, too." She showed me her shoulder-length, raven hair to prove her point. "A redhead?" I unconsciously stared at my hair as well, realizing something. "A redhead like me?"

"Seeing you with long hair, it still looks weird to me." "Strange?" I raised an eyebrow, and I opened my eyes, I glanced at her. "It's like a wuxia drama, you're just like a warrior." "You watch too much drama." I flicked her forehead, causing her to purse her lips forward. "You mean your real hair is gold?" "Hmm, yeah." I nodded my head, I started playing the harp lightly. Of course it was as light as the wind that hit the two of us. "If I remember, everything about you reeks of gold. Golden hair, golden harp, that rose too. But it's just that ..." She paused and touched the hem of my robe. "Why is it red?" I stopped playing my harp.

“This is.” Haruna is now all wide eyes in surprise, dismay, and in honest envy. Seeing the ability that only the offspring of the prominent couple can do. But in her case, she couldn’t, for she is a failure of a daughter, that shouldn’t be born in the world and book where she originally belongs. “That is enough.” Hair that is a mix of crimson and purple. Eyes that are like a starry night sky yet are flaming with a deep outline of red. He appears, witnessing a few bits, and ends up deciding to interfere.

39. The message The hair on the back of Alpha's neck stood to attention as an arc of lightning shot down his spine. He stiffened at the same time shocked gasps and a cacophony of low murmurs erupted like a wildfire in the atmosphere covered in green. Red Witches were females born as the descendants of fire. Their red curly hair denoted the flames of scorching dancing flames. Their scarlet eyes could see the future once they saw your face even in a crowd. Long and ruby red nails on their hands could kill someone worse than the pang of a pointed blade. They were dangerous as they devoted the lord of light. A lord that was as powerful as the moon goddess.

“It may not mean as much to you, after all, you were thrown here through circumstances out of your control. Knowing nothing and nobody, but Juvia, Charlotte would have been so proud of you. She would have seen what you came from, what you have endured and how you have become the strong woman you are.” Her hand moved to my hair. Lifting a lock of my curly, long vibrant orange hair. “Did you know, when the sunlight hits your hair at the peak of the day, your hair glows? It's like looking into the debts of a raging fire that dances and flickers with every movement. The colours shimmer, oranges mixing with reds of all shades. It’s mesmerizing and rhythmic yet chaotic and wild.” I watched her fac

Her hair—that hair, so long and silky. I didn’t even know I had a thing for long hair, but since the day I saw her hair down, I never wanted to see it tied up again. Who was that fairy tale princess with the really long hair? Rapunzel. She lived in a tower and the prince would sneak in at night to see her by using her hair as a rope. I grinned. I ran my finger from the root of her hair, the root of her hair... is red? Was her true hair color red? Why would she cover it up with black? Not that it didn’t look beautiful, but I imagined that red hair would better suit her fair complexion.

Her mother hadn't gone easy on her either, she was outright disgusted at her 'weak' daughter so anyone could imagine the kind of life she lived. They were riding on horses and about twenty of the coven withes were following behind her. They had separated into four groups so they weren’t noticed easily. She was leading this group, following the direction thread to reach Princess Laylin when suddenly the aura string broke. Her head snapped up to see Laylin standing on a hill with a woman. She frowned in confusion, from what she knew. Princess Laylin should be accompanied by the runaway witch… But the woman in front of her strangely had flaming red hair. It was a family secret but only the witc

She declared, eyes shining brighter if that was even possible. "Is your red hair natural?" She further asked, leaning closer as if to check out my hair. "Of course it is!" She answered the question herself, satisfied with what she saw. "I've always wanted to dye my hair red. You know, I didn't know whether it would suit me or not since my brother wouldn't even know anything about feminine hair. But that's by the way," she rambled on. "When I saw you and how cool you looked with your red hair, I knew I had to get one of my own. I wanted to look cool too. You are the Alpha's guest right? Everyone thinks you are his Luna though. I know he's just saying you are his guest so that you won't be ove