Gravity Falls Red Head Novels & Stories

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.”

“Let me get the image from her mind. Don’t push her or she’ll die before I can extract it.” I clench my fists but back off. I want to scream at this woman, demand answers. But Bella’s right. She kneels opposite me and presses her hands to the Red One’s temples. A wave of thick incense fills the air—so strong it nearly chokes me. Bella shudders and collapses backward. Gregory catches her before she hits another corpse. The Red One turns to me. “Mate?” she asks. “Yes,” I say. My voice is hoarse.

Tarloh asked. "Not . . . really," Jane said as Red slowly lowered the girl's feet to the ground. But as Red began to let go, something strange happened. Jane wouldn't let go. More specifically, her hair wouldn't let go. It seemingly wrapped itself around Red's arms and shoulders and gripped with incredible strength. Red looked around at the hair that was encircling her. It seemed to grow and strengthen as needed. "Oh . . . kay," she said. "This is new."

"What the hell are you staring at?" Amber asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious. Alek flicked his eyes up to her and said, "I still can't believe you're a natural redhead." 'What?' "Yes, I'm a natural redhead. What does that have to do with- oh my God don't tell me I forgot to shave!" Amber instantly bent her head to look down between her legs, she looked back up at him in relief when she spotted the tiny strip of hair that she always leaves. Amber never liked going completely bald, she always left a little strip.

“Did I mess with him a bit too much?” Red Rose wondered as small beads of sweat filled her forehead. She sported a wry smile as she watched the Blood Golems fragment into chunks of rock and blood and merge into one whole. Before her eyes, a large Blood Golem that was over 8 meters tall was formed!

“All we heard was a loud growl before everything went dark. We lost the signal to the video as well.” Shit. I closed up the file I'd been staring at for a while and pushed my weight off the black leather chair. The pack warrior and I rushed outside my office, taking long strides towards the training field. If I had to find Irene and Ross, I'd need a few of my strongest men to get the job done. Almost immediately, as soon as I got there, a familiar red head collapsed on the ground with a dead rouge a few meters away from her. She got up again, dragged the rouge, but she had so many cuts and wounds, I almost couldn't recognize her.

Then the lights had come on, his chair stopped, and there she was. For three years, he’d imagined what she looked like. When he first looked at her, he’d been shocked. Not only was she stunning, but her hair was such a vibrant shade of red. Most redheads were sent over the Bridge as babies or small children, especially the men, because it was seen as a defect, a character flaw. He’d had no idea she had that adorable sprinkle of freckles across her nose and cheeks, or jade colored eyes that seemed to glow even in the faintest light.

In the process of finding balance the goon holds on to Erede as they slide away from Keirah. And fall away on the other side of the room. With Erede falling on top of the goon. Out of anger the goon then sinks his teeth deep into Erede’s flesh on his neck, his powerful jaws clamping on him with savage force. With a pained cry, Erede’ stumbles away from the goon holding his bleeding neck. He takes a single step toward baby Lana’s crib, and his legs fail him. He struggles to maintain his balance. But he fails and falls on the floor. Blood stains the ground where he falls. Too much blood is still gushing out of his neck even after the fall.

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.