Redhead Avenger Novels & Stories

I asked as I stood up from the ground and gradually walked towards him. " My Government, doctor Ronald. I know what you must be thinking, is the US authority aware of this experiment going on? Well, the answer is no. This is all my doing, the US government was too idiotic to take up the offer, so I did. I couldn't resist the idea of creating a genetically modified hybrid from the two most rare and unique creatures, Vampires and werewolves. Isn't that mind-blowing?" He furrowed his eyebrows, and gazed at me, before lighting a stick of cigarette, took a whiff then leaned and puffed it on my face.

It was as though Ava's spirit was still with us, that she never left. Continue to rest on, the greatest head alpha to live. Head Alpha Ava Athena Reed.

I had thought, based on the color in the box, that it was going to come out as some bright, maybe even slightly trashy, purple, but instead, it was a deep, rich red. A gorgeous, vibrant crimson color, giving her this fierce, confident look, that crimson werewolf alpha girlfriend look, the kind you see in movies. The mafia heiress kind of thing, someone who belonged in this world but on her own terms. "It looks good, baby," I said, smiling, watching her stand up and shake her ass playfully for me, her new red hair bouncing around her shoulders. "I actually want to change mine," I said then, the thought popping into my head, feeling surprisingly defensive about my own plain hair.

And even though my pulse was still a little too fast, doing this helped. We were searching the red head category because Eliana thought we could narrow things down using the filter to search for those with rare hair colors. Only one hundred true red heads are living in the ravager pack. So she’s not wrong; it’s easier. I stopped above a face when we heard the doorknob turn. Both our heads glanced in that direction. No one is supposed to enter Cassiel’s office. He gave me a key. It stays locked when he’s not around.

This was an indication that there was someone behind us. Suddenly, Ava gasped. "He's here" she whispered. Slowly, I turned around to see a vampire. He was just as tall as I was. He had the hood of his black coat over his head. His hands were tucked in the pockets of his pants. With a graceful movement, he moved a gloved hand out of his pocket, and lowered his hood to expose his flaming red hair. His crimson gaze met mine and a smile curved his lips. "Hello there, gorgeous."

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

What was I thinking when I tried to challenge him? "I...I simply mean that I am as qualified for the Job as everyone else that is present here, so I don't understand why I'm being sent away, Mr Adrian." "You will refer to me as 'Alpha' " The Infuriating man warns, standing right in front of me. Up close, I can see the clear color of his eyes. A special shade of gold with flecks of sky blue. It's extraordinary. Adrian Raven is a beautiful man. Too bad he's more of a Jerk. I can see why he has such a bad reputation.

He growls lowly but before anything else can happen, I hear him. Gunnar is here. My brother barrels into the small clearing like a rino. He immediately shifts and marches to our side. He scans Vanessa's body before locking eyes with our baby brother. GUNNAR POV "Release my pack members Kraven," I snarl lowly. His body shivers but he doesn't move. He is clutching the red head that was purchased with Vanessa. The red head Hilda.......I glance at my sister and she nods. "What do you want," I ask with a growl.

And he's staring right back at me. He's seated, but even that is not enough to disguise his height. Unlike the rest of his pack who are on the paler side, he's tan. Even his hair is a darker blonde, a perfect honey shade with golden streaks that I've never seen before. He sports a trim stubble over a strong, square chin and I think his eyes are green at first till he blinks and they seem to shift color again. I'll conclude on hazel. He's dressed in a black dress shirt that's buttoned all the way up his chest. I've heard stories about Draaven Ventura the Valiant, 1st of his name and the great alpha of the Silver Glow pack. What I never heard was that he is the most beautiful man alive….and he

I snarl, my jaw elongating into a muzzle, fangs glinting. She smiles. “I should think the red hood would give it away. But trauma makes things fuzzy. I’m the Red One. The head of the Riding Hoods. And I need you to come with us.” “I’m not going anywhere.” Her expression softens into mock pity. “I do wish you’d rethink that. I’d hate to hurt your mother.” “LET HER GO!” I roar, my claws gleaming in the dim light. “I swear on the Crone’s Dagger—I will not harm your mother if you come with me.”