Redhead Funny Novels & Stories

Micah laughs while Lilly and Red look at me in question. I shake my head and they go back to their conversation. “Don’t fucking say such things about my mate, fucker” I say. My hands balled into a fist. “What? It was just an observation. She’s gorgeous, all that fiery red hair. Is she as feisty?” he asks almost dreamily. “I hear red heads usually are” I don’t realize when I bang my hand on the table making the drinks spill. Fang was threatening to come out and I was tempted to let him.

Red kept on gasping, giggling together with her, teasing her, patting her shoulder, and smoothing her arm, reassuring her that the latter understood her. Which made Georgette a bit better, finding a new form of friendship, a companion in the character of Red. Her other self. “So you’re saying to me that you’re pregnant and you’re being shamed and shunned just because you aren’t married yet to your man? And your grandma thinks it is a crime to sleep with a man you love? That’s ridiculous! That’s madness!” Red reaction was priceless, walked in a circle then she ended up laughing so loud. “Oh, Good Gracious! That was a good one,” she was in teary eyes when she stopped, sensing Georgette being q

“The Goddess gave them Tomas for a reason. And I, for one, think he’s worth getting to know.” “For one thing,” I say, turning to Sandra, “if you hit me in the head again, I’m going to take off my shirt and tie you to the fucking chair, Bunny.” Our friends burst into laughter, but I see the desire spark in Sandra’s eyes. Her irises bleed just a bit—she’s definitely tempted. “And secondly, I can’t be the only one relieved our daughters saw how Tomas treated women and wanted nothing to do with him.” “Here, here,” Kara says, raising her wine glass. I lift mine and clink it to hers.

Marty ordered. The guys walk around them and head off to class. They're talking about how full of themselves those girls were. Later they are at football practice and the girls are at cheer practice. During a water break, Marty and Jared hear some guy talking about a red head. "Man this red head was smoking hot. I'll be in her pants in no time bro, just you wait and see." The guy laughed. One of his buddies laughed with him. A few others just shake their heads. They drink their water and then head back to the field. Marty and Jared stared at each other.

“You know, confess to the press that Mr. Davidson treated you like trash. Like the trash you are. Maybe your lovely Nathan will dump you then.” They burst into laughter again. Loud and ugly. I clenched my fists. My nails dug into my palms so hard I could almost feel the sting beneath my skin. They knew nothing of the things Ryker had put me through. They knew nothing of Nathan and I. They knew absolutely NOTHING. “Pathetic,” Redhead added, flicking her hair off her shoulder like she was queen of the universe. She gave me a smug little wink before turning on her heel and strutting off . Her two minions followed closely behind.

I didn't even bother correcting her at this point. Then she yelled excitedly as she just remembered one more thing. “Women. Don't forget women. Lots of them even, to spice up the party.” “Women?” “Varce is a sucker for party extras, don't even get me started on redheads. He never even tries to resist, he must drag them all to his head, so get redheads. Pretty redheads just like you.” Interesting discovery. So he has a thing for redheads. “So he's going to hang around women all through the party?”

I had to walk around with green hair for an entire week! I was starting to breathe heavily as the memory excited me. And not in a good way. Ansel looked at me for a moment, then burst out laughing. "It wasn't funny!" I groaned. "I thought you looked great with green hair. Very Punk Rock," Ansel said between laughing. Imbecile. "Shut up. It wasn't funny. I thought I'd have to shave my head because the dye wouldn't wear off!" I whined. "Look. We were just kids, and it was a joke. Lighten up sis," Ansel said.

“ I need him so I can annul the so-called marriage.” Jake sighed. “Fine. Bring it tomorrow.” he said and ended the call. I stared out the car window at the passing city lights. A lot was bothering me, and at that moment the masked guy wasn’t the only thing bothering me. There was another pattern in my life that I had never really questioned before. The Redheads. Every single guy I had been with in the past years had one thing in common. The same hair color. It wasn’t intentional at first.

I chuckle to myself when Leo shifts and looks down at me, raising a questioning eyebrow. “What’s so funny?” I bite my lip and shake my head when I hear growls coming from the other three. “Spill, what did you do?” he asks again and I shake my head, knowing it wasn’t me and if I tell him, then I will be in for retribution from them, because they still have got me back for it. In my defence I did try to fix it well some of it at least. “Oh, I’ll tell you what she didn’t do. Someone got cranky and let a certain little redheaded devil child pull the ultimate prank. Involving, shampoo, hair dye, also shower gel and deep heat rub.” I try to keep a straight face but fail miserably.

She was examining her nails as if she was bored with the entire drama. "Err… Reynold Sandros." I whispered. "Reynold… hmm, I like it." the redhead declared and looked me up and down like a piece of meat. After scanning me, she gave me a tantalizing smirk, as if she was planning to do wicked things to me. Oh boy, was I in trouble? "You look cute," she stated. The blond head's focus drifted to a muscular guy. She seems to be interested in him. "Err…hmm…thanks?" I stuttered awkwardly scratching my neck. The redhead giggled and put her hand on my thigh which made me jump. She laughed at me, her eyes crinkled at the corner.