Felix Red Hair Novels & Stories

... tonight will be the 'unwrapping' of my Master's birthday present. Because my hair is foxy, I do not care for wearing red as a colour. Perhaps it is the colour of love, but for me, it clashes. Instead, I have chosen green, a sumptuous deep shade in satin and lace, that sets off my Celtic pale skin, and complements my hair.

Sienna said behind him. Then she ran straight to the couch, grabbed her phone, and immediately started searching for ways to turn white hair black again. No way. Felix was only twenty-nine. There had to be a fix. Even if the white hair did nothing to hurt how handsome he was, what if Miranda did mind? Sienna was determined to find a way to turn his hair back. Not long after, Dr. Smith and everyone else at the lab saw Felix’s hair and were stunned. Dr. Smith even suggested he get a full checkup, but Felix refused.

The evening sunlight shone on him, casting a golden hue on his figure. Felix could be considered exquisite in terms of appearance. I had only met one other person like him in my entire 20 years of life. That was Colin. They were both stunning, but in different ways. Felix was on the prettier side—tall, slender, and fair. He was considered delicate and aloof.

“Those are my favorites” “I’d say the peach then ... the pink would kinda clash with her red hair ... women care about that stuff right ?” He looks almost proud. I can’t help myself. “Who say she is going to be a redhead ?” “Well someone who knows a lot about DNA and colour genes and ... stuff”. He moves his hands very theatrically. “Would say that she’ll have ginger curls a couple of tones darker than yours”. “And you know a lot about DNA and which genes decide the colour of your hair ... things like that ?” I try to keep myself from laughing.