Gravity Falls Red Head Novels & Stories

With the rope untied, Rain fell nonchalantly into the abysmal pit of inescapable demise. Every Rha member's heart sank into crippling anguish. The taste of victory was stained by regret and misery. When Creed saw her tumble into the Valley of Ghouls, his tears turned crimson. The jaws of Agenor and Falco were so tightened that multiple veins on their forehead were apparent. Colt, Nakiya, and Maira all gazed at Wolf with unfathomable rage.

She explained. I could definitely see others in her pack wanting to follow her; my sexy mate with her fishnets and big blue eyes and…my fingers caught a strand of her hair. “Damn, you make a good redhead.” I tugged the hair, and she grabbed it herself, eyeing it. “I already miss the pink.” She dropped her hair and laced her fingers through mine, leaning over me to study me. “The red looks a little more natural, though. I won’t have to field so many questions from humans.”

"Not funny! Anyway I need to go upstairs now and get changed, I'll be down soon." "Ok." I replied. "Um, can you let me go?" She asked. "Oh yes, sorry." I let her down and scratched the back of my neck in embarrassment. "Thanks for the save," she smiled sweetly at me before skipping up the stairs. God, this woman. I don't know how to describe it but it's like I found a missing piece of me that I didn't even know I was missing. It's cliché but true. How was I blessed with the most beautiful little red head that I've ever seen? I sent a quick prayer up to the heavens, thanking God, and continued my way to my room to get out of these wet shorts.

It was a sign that the stone was nearing the edge of its full capacity. The mountain wind surged, whipping stray strands of Aria's hair across her face and tugging at the tails of Landon's coat. "R-Red?" "Why have I never seen that color before?" "Mr. Bond, what level is this?" The crowd erupted into chaos. Shouts rang across the space. Some trembled with excitement, others collapsed where they stood. A few rubbed their eyes repeatedly, unable to believe what they were seeing. Homer's eyes widened. Purple or even scarlet would not have shocked him this much. But red was different.

~RAINBOW The atmosphere in the space seemed to shift. They all stared back at me as if I had uttered a blasphemy. I narrowed my eyes at them and slowly got out of the water. I moved toward Red who was staring back at me with a firm expression and my wet robe left a trail of blood behind me. Red was quite tall and despite coming face to face with her, she still stood higher than me. I corked my brows as I glared at her and she did not try to back down even once.

Idaho. She dropped the phone and held her forehead with the heels of both hands in an attempt to prevent her head from blowing apart. Snippets of memories from the previous day floated randomly through her mind like a bizarre parade. Her black Jimmy Choo in the middle of a pile of cow shit. Cow poo shoes. Hazel eyes set in the most handsome face. Her lips on his. Oh, God, did that really happen? Please let that be a dream. Her mouth was dry, and her head pounded. No way am I getting up to go running. And I'm working from here today. This little redhead is going back to sleep.

“Flip me over your shoulder and shove me to your car? Do your worst or whatever. I’m not leaving this apartment.” Vivian was mumbling something like a prayer around the corner. Her mouth opened and closed like she wanted to say something, but couldn’t say a word out loud enough. Mr. Redd pushed his glasses up his nose slightly, his lips twitched to the side. Next, Kyla’s feet left the ground. Her stomach suddenly pressed against his shoulder. It happened in a split second. This man didn’t just flip her over his shoulder like some bag of potatoes. Would he shove her into his car, too?

She tucked her red hair behind her ear as she turned her head towards the man behind. Chadwick and Adira’s gaze met. Staring at each other for a long time, Chadwick had the chance to appreciate more of her beauty. Adira is a gorgeous woman, perhaps the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Her hair is a sunset red color; it almost reminded him of the color of the sunset dawn he saw when he went to Hawaii for business trip. As he looked at her hair, he noticed the way the light catches in it and it shimmers as it flows with her every move. His eyes were drawn to the fact that her hair is very lengthy reaching down to the middle of her torso, so long in fact that it almost caresses the small

As I tried to focus, my head hurt even more and the blood that dripped from the cut on my head had blurred my vision greatly which made looking at something from a distance almost impossible. As I noticed the red heels become clearer as they drew closer to where I helplessly lay, the one thought that was dominant in my mind was how Red was Lisa's favorite color and I’d called her that. Even at my lowest, seeing the color red made me think of her and it equally made my heart flutter, I knew that I couldn't let myself give up or die if it meant that I would never see Lisa again and that would break her heart.

CHAPTER SEVEN Part of Aleta’s favorite red hoodie turned up in some bramble outside of the city. It was cut, shredded, and stained. Animals had been gnawing and tearing at it, pulling it apart thread by thread by thread with their canines and incisors and grinding molars. From what they recovered of Aleta’s body, she had also been gnawed and ripped, but the animals pulling her apart had been a different sort. Angry Marie made a decision, then, and the impact of that decision would way heavy in her soul for the rest of her life. But seeing as her soul was pretty much tattered beyond recognition anyway, it didn’t seem like that much of a leap.