Gravity Falls Red Head Novels & Stories

My body shook violently as the man’s wide eyes stared into my soul, leaving the image imprinted on my mind for eternity. Slowly, the head slipped from his neck and fell on the floor. His body followed suit, falling forward. I stumbled back and fell on my butt to avoid getting his body falling on me. Another scream erupted from my mouth when his bleeding headless neck landed close to my feet. Crimson blood gushed out of it. My red dress was soaked in his blood. Drops of his blood stuck on my face, and on my hands as I trembled on the floor, unable to believe my eyes.

“You came willingly. Fell right into your own grave. Oh the irony!” Just as his words register, his light shines directly on my face and I shield my eyes from the bright light as I turn my head to the right. Sitting just a couple feet from me, staring at me with haunted, lifeless eyes is the motionless body of a woman with red hair. I scramble away from her and as I do, I fell myself bump again something, or someone.

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.

Curls of her hair hung forwards, hiding her face except for her eyes which slowly started to pool a murky black colour. Andrei had to push his anxiety away. She dragged her hair across his face, refusing to kiss him which sent him into a state of anguish. Her head lowered and gently bit his shoulder. His strong but gentle hands slipped up into her hair as he pushed closer to her. A sudden jolt erupted through his arms, and down through his body. He opened his eyes. Summer felt spell bound, as his eyes changed an unusual reddish orange colour. A responsiveness entered her body, she turned her head to the side to expose her throat.

“Drop it!” Red looked at her with the same crazed eyes she had when they first met. “Drop it.” Neoma sounded gentle but firm. Her voice slowly worked its way into Red’s mind. Red finally blinked. “You’ve fought enough.” Neoma continued. Red’s jaw slackened and the hyena scampered off the moment it could. Red continued to stand stiffly in a spot, panting heavily with blood dripping off her coat. Although they knew how much hyena’s blood had spilled, they believed it was impossible for Red to get out unscathed. Red’s legs finally went soft and she fell forward. Neoma took a step forward but Quin had moved earlier then she did.

The stone floor loomed closer, an unforgiving surface that promised nothing but pain. As she fell, Hara’s mind raced with a frantic clarity, each moment stretching into an agonizing eternity. Her legs, weakened by shock and fear, gave way entirely, and she was propelled backward through the chilling air. The fall seemed endless, a nightmarish journey that culminated in a bone-shattering impact. The collision with the floor was brutal and immediate. Hara’s body hit the stone with a jarring force that sent a violent tremor through her entire frame. The sickening crack of her head striking the ground reverberated through the cold night, leaving her dazed and disoriented.

Red said to her and her eyes widened as if about to pop out of its sockets. "What?" She asked. "I know you like me" Red replied. "I don't" Sarah said shyly. "You do. why else would you have pictures of me in your phone?" Red said. "You are too ugly for me I only kept the pictures so I can have something to laugh about." she said. Red isn't ugly at all. You can tell by the way Sarah keeps blushing. He was called red because of his red hair. He has a great body structure and a killer smile.

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut

Chelsea was frustrated by the exchange. After spending a brief period of time looking at her, Red turned his attention back to the documents in front of him. The pain in Chelsea's head was worse than the soreness in her legs, despite the fact that she had been climbing 14 flights of stairs every day for the past 10 days. She was about to strike Red when she tripped and fell on top of him, causing both of them to come into contact with one another. Red yelled, "You—" as Chelsea stood up sobbing and shouted. Chelsea was crying.

My energy felt like it was draining before I stumbled down and fell face-first into the small pool of water beneath me. I manage to look up in time to see Red shouting in pain. His dark blonde hair suddenly has red color on its tip and his dark emerald eyes lost their gentleness and were replaced with a fierce look. A tattoo also appeared on his left wrist before he collapsed on the ground breathing heavily just like what happened to us. After a minute of silence, a dark chuckle was heard. I slowly move my head to see Eloisa smirking, her eyes still glowing darkly.