Red Headed Book Characters Novels & Stories

But these aren’t the detectives one would expect at a crime scene. “This is definitely one of the twins. Clear this shit up, I don’t want any form of human interference in this. Especially the police, that would just be bad for business”. “We found this ma’am” one of the goons walk to the red haired woman and hands a book to her. “What is this?” “Have a look”. She opens the book and sees his name, Drago Morningstar. “O, what do we have here?”, she says to herself and flips the next page to see another name, Nightmare.

She glanced over at the entire wall of shelving that displayed Fred’s books. A memory suddenly flashed through her mind, there was a particular book in the shelve, it wasn’t like the others. It was empty, Fred his whatever was not supposed to be found there. He’d shown the book a long time ago, memories were beginning to connect at that moment. She jerked up in anticipation, moving close to the shelve. Her hand travelled into the red book, grabbing the metal device it connected with. Her eyes finally came in contact with the key, it had the same color as the box. At the head of the key was a crown, without wasting time, she darted out of the office. A whirl of thought lingering in her head.

I pick the book up from the ground, "Now you shut the doodle oven, and will you please shut that front door of yours before anyone hears you." "I wince as I sit back down the chair, my stomach still stings from where the book hit me. "You are one weird chick. Now give me that book please." I push the book back to him and he opens it to the page of Alpha Reddoxs' family tree. Lines connect to each other, and each name held on a little bit information about them. "Alpha Reddox is a disgrace to the Peredon" Even the description of himself was foul, what poor child he is before.

Iris holds Elva protectively and Ale moves over to our side, using his body to shield Elva from seeing them. Tell legs coated in dark trousers are what we all see. I recognize them from anywhere, the man who tried to stab me, who saved me when I fell into the river, who stalked me. The Darkness. Beside the darkness is a man with green eyes, I recognize him, he’s the one that Enrique and Tyler were punishing....I try to remember his name. Red, his name is Red. And beside Red is Rowena, I feel dizzy, I want to faint.

The one I'd almost attacked looks me straight in the eyes and whispers, "You got lucky today, 0144." — "Believe me, brother, you don't want to get on these guys' bad side. Trust me. You'll never get out," Redhead says, patting me on the shoulder like I'm a long-lost friend of his. I'm seated on the floor in a surprisingly spacious room, simmering. These men stripped me of the chance to find out what was happening to those sad wolves. I look up at him, and his smile hasn't dimmed one bit. To the side, almost blending into the shadows that the fluorescent bulbs couldn't reach is the dark-headed guy. His arms are crossed over his chest, as he stares at an ant crawling on the wall beside him.

Why wasn’t my childhood as easy as others’? I feel like my life is a book or movie that people are watching or reading. It is full of drama and complications more than the telenovelas I used to watch. Sometimes I wish I was a character in a movie or book, at least that way I would get a happy ending like the books I read. I remember reading a book series called Chasing Red and Always Red by Isabelle Ronin. That book was addictive that I had lost count of how many times I read it, I got lost in it, I even wished I was living the character’s life instead of my own.

Her knees were bent with her feet in the air as she kicked them back and forth. "She is an interesting choice. You know what they say though, never trust a redhead. She is wearing oversized clothing to make herself look small and innocent. The book she is reading though is on Chemical Warfare. She is actually following in her parents' footsteps and will be joining the CIA as a Black Op's Agent. What about the guy over there by the bike rack?" I turned to him with a challenging stare. The guy was a blank slate. There was nothing about him that stuck out. He wore a pair of jeans with a black hoodie. He had headphones in and nodded his head subtly to the beat.

The EAS rushes outside, and lines up in 3 triangles, with, Alpha Colton and Alpha Ryker at the front. “New girl, with me.” A dark-headed girl calls to me “The spot next to me is open, we run in triangles as a defence technic. Just try and keep up. The pace is fast, but it will be manageable. The Alphas won’t want us to be tired and out of breath when we get there. Code red means stop, yellow means proceed with causation, and black means retreat, that’s all I can think of right now. Stay close and I will translate the order. My name is Aria by the way” she smiles at me and shifts into her brown and white wolf. I shift into Reign, who is a bit taller than an average she-wolf. She has jet-blac

History was being written then and there, the Calyx pack witnessed the unnatural sighting of the first eye-color changing wolf, with the rank that was considered to be the lowest. Amidst a frenzy of staggered breaths and wildly beating hearts; stood a Red-Eyed Omega, fierce and defiant in all its glory.

So angels have golden blood, how lucky. The blue-haired man smirked, his strides slowed down as he circled the red-haired man who was now kneeling on the floor – his bloodstained sword twirling dangerously. Its tip producing an ominous black-colored flare of a black flame making Cent’s brows tangled together as her frown deepened. Matilda seemed to freeze by her side. Even the faraway crowd took distance away from the exhilarating fight. “You’re using your holy fire huh, Rosu?” Though beaten black and blue, the red-haired man still managed to sprout some nonsense.