Red Hair In One Piece Novels & Stories

“But our red hair has always been my favorite. It is rare to inherit ginger even in our long line of distinguished heritage.” Clarissa began noticing slight differences in the woman standing in front of her. The wild hair on her head was striped with different shades of orange and red that almost matched Clarissa’s hair color. The tiny hairs over the woman’s skin followed the same color pattern. Her eyes were narrow and pointed. “But that is not what you truly wish to ask me.” The strange woman stated comfortingly. Clarissa scrunched her face up. How did she know what Clarissa wanted to ask? Maybe because she was just a dream?

We discussed her future plans and how I was still trying to figure out what was going on with me and Riccardo. “Can I ask you something?” She said, her tone suddenly serious. I nodded, unsure if I was ready for whatever was coming. “I’ve noticed your hair is growing out red. I always thought you were a natural blonde.” Her question took me by surprise, and I struggled to find the right words. I glanced down at my coffee, swallowing hard. “Well, um, yes, I’m a natural redhead like my mom,” I replied, hoping she wouldn’t dig deeper. “Do you hate the color?”

I didn't get a response from her which meant she was fast asleep. I scrolled through social media, and the first post I came across was Amelia. It was a selfie of her lying on someone’s chest and when I zoomed into the picture I could see red hair peeking just beneath where the picture was cropped out, like it was left on purpose. There was only one person with colour of hair. Jeremy It looked like an intimate picture or maybe I was seeing it wrong

She loved to gossip and was often the go-to person for all sorts of information. The cool breeze ruffled through my white dress, making my long hair fly back from my face. When I had first arrived at Lindersay, my hair had been to my mid-back. Now, it was past my hips in dark blonde waves. Sometimes at night, I would dream of having red hair, but I couldn’t really fathom how it could be possible. Was it dyed? Why would I have chose to dye it red? You look gorgeous. The colour suits you.

They didn’t know about his relation with Paul Victoria. Seems Connor halted his chewing when recalling that Paul and him doesn’t have a relationship to boast. He pressed his thin lips as he nods. “Well done, maybe they have a good news for me. Thank you, Alejandro.” Connor got up to have a warm bath. Upon brushing his teeth at the shower room—he notices the hair strands are turning reddish again. Connor hates this kind of hair and making him a ginger man. Luckily, the freckles on his cheeks are not too visible unlike other ginger people. Only his hairs are reddish in colour when not dyed in black.

We debated cutting her hair off, it's a matt over her head, but after consulting with each other, we agreed on leaving the hair, it would be a key point further down in their journey. We had to use three tubs of leave-in conditioner to be able to brush it through, long red locks, a redhead, we all knew her to have bleached hair, but she's a natural red, nothing like our Alpha. We had to take some of the lengths off to make it even seeing some random breakage in her hair, the ends still held some of the blond bleached bits. Once we were done cleaning her through, Logan carried her back to the bed, setting her down, leaving her skin uncovered ready for the rest of the examination.

I peered forward, my gaze landing on a boy around my age. He greeted me with a warm smile, revealing a set of perfect white teeth and with his unique hair. "Ohh! You have red hair," I exclaimed. "Yeah," he replied with a subtle smirk playing on his lips. "My brother mentioned that red is one of the rarest hair colors in the world.," I said. The boy chuckled and confessed, "No, it's not my natural hair color; I'm actually blond." Surprised by his revelation, I questioned, "Why did you change it?"

"Do something about her red hair. It looks wild just like her. Fixed it. Do something about it." The two looked like twins with similarities in the color of their eyes—chocolate brown and their high nose stifled a laugh while mouthing to each other, "Wild as her." But they became serious when King Maxxwell gave them the look. One was a brunette and the other one was a blonde. I fixed my hair in an attempt to remedy the unruly thing. To no avail. King Maxxwell was right. It was wild. "I can do it myself, Your Highness."

She explained. I could definitely see others in her pack wanting to follow her; my sexy mate with her fishnets and big blue eyes and…my fingers caught a strand of her hair. “Damn, you make a good redhead.” I tugged the hair, and she grabbed it herself, eyeing it. “I already miss the pink.” She dropped her hair and laced her fingers through mine, leaning over me to study me. “The red looks a little more natural, though. I won’t have to field so many questions from humans.”

“Um, what is going on? You are scaring me?” Laura came to face me, “To be honest I’m not entirely sure but it appears the bottom portion of your hair has a tint of well red to it.” I twirled around pulling myself away from Reese. “Hey Kel, now I have to start over.” I ran to the bathroom and looked at my hair sure enough underneath had a tint of red. “What is this? Why do I have red in my hair?” I looked at all of them wanting an explanation. “Is this a joke or something?” They all just shook their heads no. “What do I do? She is going to freak!” I pointed upstairs.