Redhead Funny Mga Nobela at Kwento

she asked sarcastically. “No, but I have an idea,” I said calmly, and she looked at me with a frown. “I once heard a silly story about the vampire prince, and I think you can help me deliver the letter directly.” “Me?” Nalia asked, and I nodded. “You’re not kidding, are you?” “No,” I said with a simple smile. “They say men are always mesmerized by redheads. I don’t know why, but… I think he might be interested in meeting you if he knows your hair color.”

With a house like this, I began to wonder what they were doing out there in the woods at night. “Is there a reason you were out there in the woods?” I asked the redhead as she placed a bowl of steaming hot porridge in front of me. She smirked, “So you can talk? I thought you were dumb or something.” She caught the expression on my face after she said those words and burst out laughing. “Relax, it was just a joke. You know, I could ask you the same thing. What were you doing out there?” “I asked first.”

But I can see them swallowing hard, trying to avoid my gaze. “Yeah, sure,” one of them mumbles. “It’s, uh... rare.” I can’t hold it anymore. “It’s just hair, you idiots! It ain’t gonna fucking save her when someone’s trying to slit her throat.” “Still, man. It makes her sexy. The red. Fuck, it compliments her round ass as well.” That's it!

My red hair tumbled loose in the night air, earning a few whistles from nearby idiots. “Damn, look at that redhead chick,” one of them slurred, stumbling out of a beat-up car with his buddy. His eyes raked me up and down like I was a damn meal on a silver platter. “Bet she’s a wild one in bed.” “Mmhm, fire in the hair, fire in the sheets,” the other laughed like a hyena, elbowing him. I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt. Typical. Trash never changed, no matter what part of the world you were in.

Coral “So, he really showed up?” Vivian asked, looking at me from across the table. Her red hair was naturally curly and she usually had it up in a ponytail. Today was no exception. I found it fascinating to have so many redheads in one place. Growing up, most of the time I was the only one with red hair, so I stood out. Here, it seemed like there was red hair flying by every time you turned around. Talia’s hair was crazy. She joked about how hard it was to maintain and that it had a mind of its own.

“Do you always insult people you’ve just met?” He smiled, his teeth flashing. “Are you always so uptight?” “Now you’re just being rude.” “I prefer to say I’m honest. Besides, I doubt you’re telling the truth. I’m sure you do fun things sometimes. You just won’t tell me.” “No, I never have fun. Ever. I’m normal and boring and not worth talking to.” He chuckled, the sound dry and raspy. “I doubt that. I’ve never met a redhead who was any of those things.”

"Ma'am?! Really?" "I'm sorry, miss!" Redhead cried, on the verge of tears. "Miss is fine, right?! I get it, I made a mistake! Just give me a chance!" Drunken Moon snorted but lifted her foot. "Do that again, and you're dead!" Redhead kept quiet as he scrambled away, but once he was far enough, he yelled, "Just wait! I'll kill you dead soon!" Furious, Drunken Moon picked up a rock and flung it at him, hitting him in the back of his head and causing him to bleed profusely.

I guess. I shoved my hand into the jar of candy that had been waiting for me, on Redhead's outstretched hand. Looking him dead in the eye, I made sure to scoop a ridiculous quantity of candy. Hopefully he'd regret offering me his candy, go into a fit of rage, shift into a big wolf and run off into the woods. "Luchador !" He chuckled, totally catching me off guard. Is this some sort of joke? I put one of the candy on a nearby desk, trying my best to unwrap the damn thing. Redhead sat back on the opposite side, watching me with a glint of amusement in his eyes.

he said and winked what the hell is wrong with this guy ? "Are you sure you're not gay?" I asked and he laughed loudly " Don't even go there. I'm as straight as fûck! Bring a hot chick and I'll fūck her hard" he said and then winked I had to laugh at a bit Seriously Red is a character ! He settle down on the grass and both of us got quiet for a while Eventually I had to break it " Red ?"I called " What is it?" he answered

The Red-Head had seen them, had been watching them in fact, with his five friends. "Come on Dwayne, just let her go so we can go drink and find some bitches," one of the Red-Head's friends said to him.