Redhead X Novels & Stories

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.

He grins, standing taller as he takes me in. Then he whistles, and a moment later three men find their way to the clearing. The first is a blazing redhead with piercing green eyes, his buddy has raven black hair pulled back into a ponytail and dark eyes, his physique is the only one I’m concerning myself with as he looks closer to my size and the look in his eyes is one of murder.

- "Wait." said the redhead. - "I don't trust him." said the one I took to be Syrava. She had pale, reddish blonde hair, and dark eyes. The pout on her lips made her look childish and petulant. If I was not mistaken, there was a touch of the fey about her. When you've a mixed heritage of your own, you tend to see it in others more easily. At least, that's been my experience.

“You’re right Hazel and oh Nina it’s important that you give us a colour to work with “ insisted Scarllet “Uhmm, I don’t have a beat colour but Aiden said Red looks good on me” I said with a small smile “No, red is going to be too shorty and then it will all collide with your hair colour …we need another colour , there’s a lot of colour options out there “ suggested Scarllet

“ 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.

’ she asked chewing rapidly on the bubble gum in her mouth; the eyes had no other option than to turn back to their chatter and beers. Making herself comfortable on a bar stool, Redhead ordered for a beer and started drinking smoking as daintily as she could to avoid denting her immaculately painted scarlet lips. She paid no attention to the eyes stripping her, they could all go to blazes for all she cared.

Gennie comments Pff. You always fall for the cute blonde ones. Take a look at Alpha Jason for instance, he is a red-head, a pure temptation much bigger and muscular. He exudes authority and power. Is he you should be attentive with? Besides, he has gifted you with a family jewel. Tara asserts.

Beside her, Kreda’s red hair gleamed in the sunlight as she looked at me with pure malice. They were clearly heading straight for me. And something told me this conversation wasn’t going to be pleasant. ***

If I hadn’t been placed here with that exact objective — if I hadn’t been given access under the assumption that I’d use it the way they intended — I wouldn’t have seen any of it. The files would have stayed what they were designed to be. Background noise. And whatever this operation really was… would have kept running exactly as it had been. Quiet. Untouched. Invisible in the only way that actually matters. Ignored. As the person who had authorised the redaction of Elena Sinclair’s personnel file twenty years ago. As the person who had filed the transfer request for Elena’s hospital bed from an external email address registered to Verizon’s domain.

KYLA The car glided down the sleek road, engine humming softly. The only light source was the rhythmic flash of the street light, slicing through the dark street. Mr. Redd was driving with one veiny arm on the steering wheel and the other casually resting beside the gearshift. Two of his upper buttons are undone. She hated how he looked effortlessly hot. She hadn’t expected him to agree. Hadn’t expected him to take her himself. Definitely hadn’t expected it to happen now.