Naruto With Red Hair Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ryan's fixation on Arina grew with each passing moment, her image etched into his mind like a vivid painting. Her fiery red hair, contrasting with her snow-white skin, held a mesmerizing allure that captivated him. The green depths of her forest eyes seemed to hold secrets untold, drawing him in with their enigmatic charm. Her petite button nose and luscious lips only added to her allure, painting a picture of beauty that left him spellbound.

Really, the instructions had been unnecessary. The two girls made it high into the branches before stopping. Aurora looked wide-eyed at the other girl, who seemed relaxed at the top of the canopy with an angry animal below. The other girl was tall and lean, but was obviously muscular judging by how quickly she climbed. Her shoulder-length, red hair looked like fire and was tied half-up neatly on her oval head. She didn't seem to be more than a year older than the Empress, but looks could be deceiving. "It is a good thing you did not actually shoot the nymph. Otherwise the whole clan might be after you," she said blandly. The red-haired girl pulled out an apple and began to munch casually.

Athena Trinidad, a servant in the Ironclaw Dominion pack, stood with a quiet strength, her tanned skin a testament to the hardships she had endured. Her fiery red hair, once a wild tangle, now hangs in dull, matted locks, a reflection of her lost spirit. Her amber eyes, once bright and full of life, now dimly shone like embers, smothered by the weight of her servitude. The spark within them flickered, a flame struggling to stay alight amidst the darkness.

The black haired smirked before slightly licking the blonde at the ears making him flush red and said- "You're mine, Naruto-chan!" Jason: (⊙_⊙) Jack: (ㆆ-ㆆ) Jennifer: ㅍ_ㅍ Jessica: (>\\\\\\<) Jean: (Grade-A Straight Male) *disgust.gif* Jerry: °.°•(((p(≧□≦)q)))•°.° "AHHH!!!! AM SO SORRY!!!!" Jerry screeched. *** "So you're a fudanshi! Ah! Am a fujoshi too~ let's be besties Jer~," Jessica said while staring with glittering eyes at Jerry.

"I'm going to rip out your fangs, and then I'll enjoy putting you through what you inflicted on those little girls, you filthy leeches. I'll take my time with you and stop whenever you think it's time for you to die. I'll let you regenerate, and then I'll start again until the spell that keeps you here stops working. And, then, you'll understand why they call me the red wolf." _ Eh? Isn't it because you have red hair and my fur is red?" cut in Till, widening his eyes. "Yes... but that's a dramatic effect right there!" declared Harry in his mind. The wolf plastered his ears back before wagging his tail. _Ooooh, I see.

"What do you mean?" She handed me a mirror. I looked at my reflection and froze. I no longer had straight silver hair; now, my hair was fiery-red and wavy. I could barely recognize myself. It felt strange as if I was looking at a different person. Yet, it didn't matter. Becoming a redhead was a small price to pay for living without fear that my brother would find me. Unfortunately, he wasn't the one I feared the most... "What about Alpha Kestrel? He was sort of obsessed with me…" I said and instantly shivered as my mind brought me back to his torture.

"Did you ever have white hair with long braids?" Nix nodded. "Yes. A very long time ago." She shuddered as the hair on her head went from a nice, boring brown to the bleached white tones of both Scarlet and Atlas. Long skinny braids ran from her temples up into a high knot at the top of her head. A thicker braid rose up from the middle of her forehead and joined the top knot. Scarlet's eyes widened as her hand dropped away. "I've dreamt of you. You were there in my mind every time someone r - hurt me. You kept me safe. Kept me sane."

She wore white lace, her red hair arranged in a loose bun and accented with baby's breath. It's from Hunter's wedding. Poppy frowned as she peered more closely. Like herself, Tara had been a redhead. Chewing the corner of her thumb, she idly wondered what color her eyes had been. And with her hair in a bun, it was impossible to tell how long it was. But there seemed to be at least a slight resemblance. She sighed, unsure of how she felt about that development as she returned the photo to the drawer. Was it odd that Hunter hadn't mentioned it? She wasn't sure how she felt about that, either. She made a mental note to ask him about it later.

Moreover, whenever the man called Yuki's name, she thought that he was calling out to her! Ridiculous! That was the wildest idea she'd ever considered! How could she and Yuki be the same person? How could she envision herself as a dying girl in her lover's arms rather than a lady who lived happily with her dream prince charming?! "Maybe it was because the dream kept haunting me, and I was bored just being a spectator, so that's why I started dreaming as Yuki? Heh, that might be it...," she thought jokingly. Yuki and she were the same person? How could that be? Yuki was her other self? Impossible!

he smirked and handed a string of pearls. A fan stuck his hand and the sting of pearls rolled down. "Red does not look good in your ugly pink hair," young Hachin said with a smile. Qu Wren turned completely to him and stepped closer. "Did I hear you talk about my hair? Who said red does not look good in pink. I'll prove it to you otherwise." He plucked the pin and tied his silky pink hair up swiftly in a messy bun with it. "See, it looks so good,"