Gravity Falls Red Head Novels & Stories

Adro said before grabbing the bottom hem of his t-shirt and pulling it up. Jaws hanging down, Grace was in awe at the incredible sight before her. She wasn’t sure what kind of exercise Adro usually did that made his muscle structure look like the most beautiful and deadly hills and ravines in the world. He had a body shape that could make all women die from nosebleeds!

My focus was on their leader. As soon as the redhead was close enough, I pressed myself against the front of her body, my hands going into her hair to distract her, preparing to snap her neck. She let out a high-pitched clicking sound as she tilted her head to the side. Her eyes were the same dark green as algae, but the iris was oval shaped, giving me the feeling that she could see right through me as her hands rested on my shoulders. Her tongue shot out, flicking my cheek before she let out a hiss of air and pressed her hands down, forcing me to my knees.

Coral “So, he really showed up?” Vivian asked, looking at me from across the table. Her red hair was naturally curly and she usually had it up in a ponytail. Today was no exception. I found it fascinating to have so many redheads in one place. Growing up, most of the time I was the only one with red hair, so I stood out. Here, it seemed like there was red hair flying by every time you turned around. Talia’s hair was crazy. She joked about how hard it was to maintain and that it had a mind of its own.

His clothes were wet with the remaining snow still clinging to his hair and Rose held her breath. …is that a blood? Dark red liquid seeped from his stomach. On closer inspection, his clothes were also torn on the sleeves and other parts. Rose set her sights on the person on Lubez's back. She couldn't see how she was. Thea's face turned to the other side and she only saw her head...missing a lot of hair. “…no way…what happened?” Rose mumbled. Lubez ignored her. He put Thea in front of the fireplace. Rose also carried Xander and sat him next to Thea.

Outside, the summer night was drawing to a close, and the gray of pre-dawn surrendered to the pale yellow of early morning. Red woke up with a severe headache. He tried to sit up but a weight on his right arm was hindering him. He looked at what was pressing his right arm. His blood backflowed as he was greeted by Freya's sleeping face. He looked down under the sheet and both of them were devoid of clothings. "Wake up!" Red yelled at Freya as he forcefully pulled his arm from under her neck.

Then, with a bright, triumphant smile, she held it up for Grey Wolf, proudly showing off her prize. Crack. The rock supporting her weight suddenly gave way, and Cara plummeted again. But this time, Grey Wolf was ready. He lunged forward, catching her effortlessly. With the strength of an Alpha, breaking her fall from sixteen feet was nothing. He didn’t even flinch when their bodies collided. Cara landed in his thick fur, a little dizzy but absolutely thrilled. “Mate, eat.” She was so excited that she spoke out loud, holding up the vibrant red flower right to Grey Wolf’s mouth.

“well that’s true, whoa! Look at her go!” I look back at the ring in time to see Reds’ opponent being thrown back towards where we are standing, he picks himself up and rushes back to her going in high, she does an split and drops low and grabs his foot, he falls face forward and she rolls over pulling his feet up to his back and her other hand around his neck.

BOOM ' Ah, my head is spinning,' I murmured, moving my body. The cold breeze blew through my hair, gasping me to senses. I opened my eyes slowly and the dark atmosphere came into my view. There was no other colour than black and red. Trees had black leaves , red fruits or flowers. Red moon was shimmering, its reflection on us like blood dripping from hell. The suffocating feeling choked me up and I coughed, trying to get up. I raised my face and saw Loren sitting in front of me. His forehead was bleeding.

My breath hung in the frosty air as I laid eyes on Crinka, my heart heavy with conflicting emotions. Crinka lay there, sprawled out on the ground, the snowflakes gently blanketing her like a protective shroud. Her once-vibrant red hair cascaded around her head, its fiery hue contrasting beautifully against the pristine white of the snow. Her eyes were closed, their long lashes resting peacefully on her cheeks, shielding her dreams from the world.

Our clothes were soaked by the rain quickly and it made it harder to keep our grip on the grass. We both breathed heavily and looked at each other, electricity in the air. There were bruises on her arms as she grabbed her ribs. The red-headed girl cracked her neck and rolled her shoulders. She looked more focused now, like a killer. Her sadistic nature was evident. This time she had a better attack, grabbing my arm and twisting it back and back - until a sickening crack filled the air. I howled out in pain before gritting my teeth against the feeling. When I went to grab her with the other arm she took advantage of the momentary weakness - grabbing my throat and lifting me in the air. Her ey