Redhead Funny Novels & Stories

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

It's really hard to understand men sometimes, especially when they talk. Red scratched his head, and I snorted. "All right, don't answer. You don't shoot kids and nerds." I promised mockingly, and Theo turned around while laughing. Red was embarrassed. "You're getting infected with Theo by being crazy," said Red. Notice the blush on his face—is that what doesn't kill a kid and a nerd? Who are they talking about? As far as I can see, Red has no intention of saying anything. "You three," I said, shaking my head."You have many secrets."

“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.

“ 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.

Red hairs like her would probably be called Ginger. “Soulless Ginger.”

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.

A rogue specifically? "We don't play with someone who likes wearing black." Ashleigh said. I shouldn't be laughing at it but somehow I did because of the reaction of these guys. They looked pissed. I don't know where they came from however I am certain that these guys were just weak though I know they will not bring any good. My mind returns to reality when the guy with red hair chuckled. I really don't like the look on this one's face, scumbag. I am already getting irritated by them.

I asked. She looked at me for a moment and narrowed her eyes. Then she looked upward for a second and chuckled. "Yeah, I guess it did. Look, Greg, you seem like a nice guy. I was worried you might be one of those privileged jerks who would think I was just coming over here to have sex with you. I get hit on a lot. I think it's the red hair. Guys look at me and think, 'Oh, horny redhead. Got to get me some of that.'" She shook her head a little angrily.