Novel & Cerita Felix Red Hair

The pain subsided, but rage remained. Fel was one of them. She had always been gorgeous. It would explain why her hair had always held its sheen and volume. Most of the girls thought she colored her hair. But the hard truth was Fel's odd hair color was hers. Britney, Fel's friend, held nothing but jealousy towards her. I often wondered why Fel put up with her. Maybe Britney was a mermaid too. Everything else would make sense.

My heart did the small, traitorous hop of someone who was about to learn they were the subject of someone else’s plans. “The warriors on the battlefield that day testified that she had a towering form for an omega wolf, it was more of an Alpha size and her strength was beyond normal?” the advisor said. His tone was even, like a man folding a shirt. “She moves like them,” another voice said. “Not exactly, but one thing we greatly ignored was the colour I hear hair—the red hair. The one notable thing from that bloodline was their shiny red hair and that's exactly what she has.” My stomach turned cold. I kept my fingers in my skirts because the cloth was the only thing that held me steady.

And I can also feel his large hand reaching for my hair, a gentle touch that caresses the red strands, bringing them to his lips. I look over my shoulder while he kisses my hair, making me hold my breath. “Did you know...? Your wolf form has a fur red as your hair.” He raises his eyes, meeting mine. “You have no idea how rare that is.” “Red-haired wolves are rare?” I take this information with a certain amusement, but I sounded too sarcastic and soon regretted it. I try to add something, to correct, but Jasper is quicker and says, “Yes, they are... Especially the ones like you.”

Although Fiona also has red hair, it is a much darker plumb red color and her skin tone is much tanner than Franny’s and Bobs who is obviously a natural redhead with his flaming red hair. My dick wiggled again when I saw how Fiona was gazing at me. She had a goofy smitten look on her face and I could see her eyes devouring my athletic frame. “You are even more gorgeous than Franny told me,” Fiona whispered. Her hand pressed mine just a little tighter.

He finishes what he was saying, a smile easy on his face when he takes in first the surroundings and then me. He steps inside and David follows. Felix looks different than I remember him, but it's been so many years. He's still as short, just a little over five and a half feet. And he's losing his hair. I notice when he walks inside, glancing at my bucket before crossing the room to look out of the window, that a bald spot has begun to form at the crown of his head. I wonder if he realizes it. Do men realize when they start to go bald? I mean, it's not like they see that part of their head.

Lord Felix said as he patted her head. "How did you know?" She asked lifting her head up to look him in the eyes. Unlike most Romans he had the blue eyes of the colonized people. His mother was said to be a princess of the Germanic people who was bethroed to his father as part of a treaty but she died while giving birth to him. "The way you looked at him was as if he had hurt you more than anyone could princess." Felix said shaking his head. "Please just call me Trix."

He runs a hand idly through his dark disheveled hair, pushing it out of his eyes, and it strikes me again that I'm standing face to face with one of the most famous people in the world. A few months ago Zee and I watched a full three-minute video compilation on YouTube just of Felix sweeping his hair back – various shots from movies, concerts, vlogs, red carpet interviews, music videos. It's his signature thing, sort of like Miley Cyrus's tongue or Taylor Swift's hand heart pose. We joked about how much we wished it was us running our hands through those dark locks. Now I'm standing just a few feet from him and it's the last place on earth I want to be.

“Yes, it was.” I had almost finished my drink when a door to our left opened. A thin and relatively short man walked out followed by a much bigger one. I noticed how the short one wore eyeliner, and his robe was red and flowy. His front was completely bare, except for his private area. He wore boxers. I arched a brow at Felix. He nodded, then called his name. “Red.” Red snapped his head in Felix’s direction and then rolled his dark eyes. “Really, I don’t want to see you. In fact, you’re the last person I want to see right now, Felix Russell.”

the builder said. “I don’t think it’s an old man… The way the sonny said it, the person seems the same age,” the grandfather of the teen said, sipping his coffee. The builder laughed again. “But red haired people are not that many in this kingdom. There’s one guardian family that has several people with bright red hair as their pure blood members. Their hair is brighter than Akaito, though,” said one of the high schoolers. Jai looked at Darrion, who looked back at him with a smile because that’s another clue.

"ROYAL PRINCE, SIR 3RD, PRINCE FELIX AXIS DEVION," Felix wore a bright smile as he walked in, wearing an extremely vibrant looking outfit. He was wearing a silver linen coat with a cape on his side. His purple eyes were extremely bright as they slightly turn into slits due to his enthusiastic mood. His golden locks swayed by the wind. "ROYAL PRINCE, SIR 2ND, PRINCE LEWIS GERARD DEVION,"