Redhead X Novels & Stories

She tucked her red hair behind her ear as she turned her head towards the man behind. Chadwick and Adira’s gaze met. Staring at each other for a long time, Chadwick had the chance to appreciate more of her beauty. Adira is a gorgeous woman, perhaps the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Her hair is a sunset red color; it almost reminded him of the color of the sunset dawn he saw when he went to Hawaii for business trip. As he looked at her hair, he noticed the way the light catches in it and it shimmers as it flows with her every move. His eyes were drawn to the fact that her hair is very lengthy reaching down to the middle of her torso, so long in fact that it almost caresses the small

I need to smell the clothes, I need to know if it was her scent on it. If it’s hers’, then I’m sure Pyra was really dead. But what would explain the red-haired in the picture in Maverick’s chambers? Is it that it’s another person with red hair so similar to Pyra’s? I shook my head at that thought. Someone having red hair was very rare. It was almost unheard of.

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.

Should I tell them or not? "I want the redhead. I'm crazy about redheads. It's been a century since I last used one. He was not so young and not so well-built. Ah! I look forward. I'll have a good time with him!" I hear her say in a dreamy voice, and I chill with fear about him. For all! Redhead is Raymond. Ouch! God, what should I do? I wonder how they might use the men they were grabbing, although my mind is guessing something. In that thought, I feel a shiver rush through my body.

He can shape into anyone's shape, but as Chris informed me later, the shape-shifting doesn't last for too long. Last but it's not least, a redhead vampire girl that was named Celeste. She possesses an intellectual beauty that makes any female feel unsure while being around her. Her black eyes were located on her rounded face as two black pearls that design her pale skin, not to mention her heart-shape lips that fit very well the bridge of her nose. Add to all this perfectness, her curly red hair, she was a piece of art. Her gift based on what Chris informed me was her mighty fighting skills. I'm not saying that Chris has something like weakness for redheads. Yet, the way she holding his arm

She explained. I could definitely see others in her pack wanting to follow her; my sexy mate with her fishnets and big blue eyes and…my fingers caught a strand of her hair. “Damn, you make a good redhead.” I tugged the hair, and she grabbed it herself, eyeing it. “I already miss the pink.” She dropped her hair and laced her fingers through mine, leaning over me to study me. “The red looks a little more natural, though. I won’t have to field so many questions from humans.”

“For as long as I can remember, I have been running. And now, my life is about to be over for something that I never knew about.” “It won’t. I refuse to let it.” The door swings open and Linc enters. He cocks an eyebrow at us. He had shaved his head since I last saw him and was now a skinhead. He wasn’t alone. A female stood by his side. She was almost as tall as him. About six foot tall, I would guess. Her red hair was braided back from her face. Her bright green eyes gave her an odd look. You didn’t really see red heads with green eyes.

’ was the first thought that popped into Rojean’s mind when she saw the clothes, not really paying any attention to them or the details even if she liked dressing up. He led her to another room where there were more black clothes which was overwhelming for Rojean, seeing as she’s never seen so much clothing in her life. They all look too expensive for her. “Can we cut your hair?” “No!” Even though Rojean’s mind was floating somewhere else, the moment she heard that he was going to do something with her hair, she snapped back to the reality she was in. “Okay. Can you try them on? If it’s okay with you.”

The Hayden women had been busy with formalities with some of the nobles I had already met with Rhys. My gaze shifted from two of the most controversial nobles in our world to the woman who was an absolute mystery to all who had met her. Ira Gremory was absolutely gorgeous with shoulder length red hair that brought out her vivid forest green eyes that settled on my own despite the fact that my earlier companions were now watching her too.

“I have access to the cameras.” The words land softly. That’s enough. “I also know you weren’t in her section. You didn’t speak to her once.” I glance at him now, letting it settle. “You had someone with you. Redhead. That’s new. Thought you preferred brunettes.” Fucking dumbass. Harrison exhales sharply, already irritated. “It seems both our sons are… distracted, Charles. The redhead—he picked her up in a strip club.” I let out a short, quiet laugh as I bring the cigarette to my lips. “A stripper?”