Gravity Falls Red Head Novels & Stories

The more I drank from him the more I realized I could never have enough of him, I didn’t want to. With him I forgot all of the pain, it was just him and I in our little secure world. When we pull away he presses his forehead to mine as we both struggle to catch our breath. “Red looks good on you,” I say, amused. With a laugh he tucks my curled hair behind my ears, “I’ll wear it as a batch of honour.” I hit his arm, unable to stop myself from laughing. “It looks silly.” I go ahead and wipe it off with my finger which he makes a show of biting lightly between his lips.

she pulled it so hard that it was hurting her wrist and arm. The woman that had fallen to the ground stood up again and flew to where Beatrice has tied once again with widened eyes. "Your eyes..... your eyes are glowing red..." She trailed off and before she could say another word. Beatrice tore the rope off and grabbed her neck, pulling her neck with a force that got the woman's head tearing out of her body. She threw the head away and jumped down to the ground. The other witches seeing that the red-eyed woman was not just an ordinary person had they had been told..began to move back and disappeared into thin air.

Whatever she had done had stopped him from having his head ripped off. I turned back, hearing a scream as Aunty Red was thrown in the air, blood spraying down on us, making me flinch when her human form hit the ground. Blood as red as her hair covered her body. She was someone I would never want to fight in battle; violent, dangerous, and aggressive.

I notice the exquisite red A necklace that hangs from her neck, and the color compliments her skin so well. I turn to Mr. Adair, and to say the least, he's perfect. He's so tall that I have to slightly lean my head back just to stare at him. He could easily be around 6'3. I wish I didn't make eye contact with him, because that 6ft man dressed in a dark blue Armani suit is drop dead handsome. Now that I can actually take a look at him, he's hands down the most handomest man I've ever seen.

I always want to move higher, higher to the the exact top of the hill, where they were, but I am scared of heights, I've always had this fear of falling, and he was always so high and maybe that's why I wasn't able to reach him, Up high, it so beautiful, so exotic and is filled with so much nostalgia, but when you fall, you fall so hard you hit rock bottom and you will never be able to stand again. My mind was filled with thoughts, as I looked at them with my eyes as red as red can be, because I was trying to hard to hold back the years that filled my eyes, "Ah… This is gonna be a Hassel for me" I thought as I tried to rub my eyes attempting to make the redness disappear, but I knew that was

I just want to return home and forget this day ever happened. But fate has other plans because the crown flies for me, and I duck before it can collide with my forehead. It hovers over the red head of the nearest woman and she cries with longing, reaching for it. Her fingers merely brush the tip of it, before it sort of…flies again. Towards me.

Unlike the previous growls, this one was the most dangerous one sending me chills everywhere. The shade of red dominating his face depended and he ferociously gritted his teeth. I shot my head up and my jaw broke open when I saw the highest ever leap taken by the red wolf, his powerful growl cutting through the gusty winds and the branches of the trees. No werewolf can pounce so high to shadow the Moon Goddess for a second and render the sky dark black. This red wolf could not be a werewolf. With how rough he was descending from the sky made my breath hither thither.

She screamed again, and freed an arm from the grasp of an eagle, and with incredible strength, slashed into another. The eagles lost their hold, and she fell. “Damn!” I spat, as I tried to catch her. We both fell hard on the floor, and rolled down the mountain we had been climbing. We slammed into a tree, and I grunted. However, my hand came off Scarlet's head with blood. She had hit her head hard. “I wasn't wounded just now. When I fell on the portal, my head bled. I think the wound was only reopened.” She grunted, seeing me questioning the bleeding from her head with my eyes.

He immersed himself in the projects that Kath had started, finding notes and ideas that she planned to implement. In doing so, Harry felt a deeper connection with his beloved, almost as if she were guiding him in some way. Mike didn't visit Harry that afternoon, as he had planned, and let the boy suffer for a while longer, unaware that Kath and Darren were alive and well. When Windson returned to work and officially presented himself as the new majority shareholder of Red Rave, at a meeting called by his secretary Lily, with the entire board of directors present, he had to fight many feelings. Every room or corridor in the place made him feel an immense sadness, an insane longing, but that w

Concentrated red blood cells. Sometimes after eating, she felt shaky and headachy as her body did its best to convert a product that really wasn’t enough to sustain it. Lark met and held her eyes. “Your eyes are glowing red. I know what you are,” she said sternly. “And I know that this is your nature. You lure your victims to you. You are a master of manipulation. You just want to talk? Then you won’t be able to hear me clearly, so come closer. Next thing I know, you’ll have ripped my throat out.”