Felix Red Hair Novels & Stories

" He asked, a bit worried. " Do you expect me not to be? Of course, I'm okay! " She chuckled happily. " Do you know what this is, huh? " She asked, and Axion nodded negatively. " Your search is over, Axion, you just found her...you did! " Glinda revealed, and Axion's eyes widened. His lips parted in shock. " You mean...I found the...Red Phoenix? " He asked, just to be sure. " According to what I know and all the books I've read about them, only a Red Phoenix can possess this red-feathered hair tie. And if you're one thousand and one percent sure you found this on someone...then yes, you've found her "

That's what King Darius had shouted and she listened. Storm. It's ironic her name represents who I am, how I feel inside. What my life is like. Her red hair though, I swear I never saw anyone with hair like hers, expect of course the queen. Xenia. Her hair is red with blond streaks in, and natural which makes it so much more amazing. My finger rubs against the paper, smudging the pencil into the paper as I continue to draw her again. It's weird, I haven't felt my wolf in years, but the moment I saw her, and felt her. I felt my wolf.

It was beyond Isabella's expectations of this man. Isabella also looked at herself from top to bottom, she felt there was nothing wrong with her clothes-or her appearance. And was it supposed to be a problem for Isabella if Felix hated the color red? "Damn, he is an arrogant boss," Isabella said in her heart. But what came out of Isabella's mouth was, "You don't like the color red? Should I take my clothes off here, Mr. Kingston?" Felix's face turned red. He felt humiliated by Isabella's frontal remarks. He cleared his throat and turned his face the other way. "You should have replaced your clothes with a doormat. Now, you must come to my room."

But it's not really hard to distinguish which is which. The oldest, Lorkan, bears a cold expression but he's actually the gentle one. He's usually quiet and observant. Then the second one, Logan, was playful and very friendly. His brother even thinks that he's the male version of Ayla. And lastly, the youngest, Landon, is the black sheep of the family, as Logan always claims. He is the mischievous type and has a typical bad-boy image. Aside from their attitudes, you can also identify them through their hair. The three have curtain haircuts but with different styles. Lorkan's is wavy, Logan's hair is curly, and Landon's hair is straight.

Revealing its bright red hue. Without thinking, the woman brushed her hair with her hands, gingerly examining what had become of her once brown hair. She let out a sounded sneer. Eventually gritting her teeth, trying to suppress her bewilderness. “What in the world is happening to me?” The woman remained frozen for a few more minutes before finally deciding to get up. With her carelessness, her body swayed in dizziness. Thankfully, the animals with long and wide antlers aided her until she found her balance.

“How about you? How is training going?” I smiled at her. “It is going well. I have been meeting with Raina every morning and then with Cammie in the evening. I have also been spending a lot of time with Talia and Vivian, since they are so close to my age.” I shrugged, pulling my long hair back into a high ponytail. My hair was a bright, deep red, just like every other red wolf. Although any she-wolf could have red hair, it was the color of our wolves that set us apart. Our wolves were a deep red. Some wolves were an orangish color, but ours were different. And beautiful. Harley played mindlessly with my hair. “Everything okay?” I asked, sensing that something didn’t feel right.

I am going to pass out. "Come in!" The door swings open with a creak and an intimidating guard marches in. "Your Highness," He bows "Felix!" Laudia breathes in relief, clutching her chest at the sight of her mate. Dressed in a black tunic with a black breastplate, his broad shoulders stretch the fabric, a salivating sight to every female. Engraved on it is a purple cross with vines wound around it, the kingdom's logo. But what drew immediate attention to him was not his striking build but his flaming red hair, each strand like embers of a dying flame.

He was already awake and playing games. “ Come on, Horace. Let's go get you ready.” “ Yes dad. Just a minute,” he replied without turning to look at him. He was about to tell him to get his ass up but he noticed something on his head. He walked over to him to get a closer look. There was a small patch of white hair on his head. Felix was surprised because he was sure it was not there yesterday. He touched his head to feel the hair. His eyes were not playing tricks on him. It was real.

“Don't you dare lie!” “What the hell? I'm not lying, Helen.” Helen scratched her head, “If he's a staff member's child, how come he looks so much like you?” Felix was taken aback. “Looks like me? What does it look like to me?” “Everything. Very similar. So much so, that it's almost as if I'm looking at you as a child, Felix.” Felix paused and turned to Sean, who was still where he was. “Only the eyes and hair are similar. You're overreacting.”

“I had to drop the twins off at Amanda’s and traffic was crazy.” “You have nothing to apologize for. You look magnificent.” Felix said, raking his eyes over her and then stopped at her hair. It was blonde. When he had first seen it, he had thought that he would start to see Hazel’s face flashing in front of him the way it did whenever he came face to face with a woman with long blonde hair. That was why had had turned Diana away at the café; he kept seeing Hazel. For a brief second, he had thought that he would fall into a state of panic. But looking at Cassie, the only thing he saw was her beautiful face. “You dyed your hair.” He states plainly, twirling a lock of it in his hands.