Twilight Redhead Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes and inhaled before opening it. "I'm fine now, thank you, Elle," she slid her hand to my palm and clasped it with hers. "As I was saying. When I first got into Twilight Castle, I started seeing things, hearing voices, I was being summoned by someone. Eventually, with the help of my friends, Leaf and Princess Liliane, I was able to find out how to harness my powers and locate what was calling me. Upon meeting this spirit, I found out that it was the second daughter of Queen Rida Red," I paused and looked at King Winot, the way his eyes widened.

Scarlett wasn't often open to people until now. But maybe it was a streak of luck the universe has blessed her with. "Here we are," Maddie turned and parked right at a book shop. "Thanks. I'm gonna need you to send me back to school after." "Sure." The two tone-haired redheads entered the shop, and were met by aisles and shelves of books. "Come on, I know where they are." Maddie gestured her fellow age-mate towards the next aisle. She instantly found the Twilight novels. "New moon...Eclipse...Breaking Dawn...a-ha! Here it is, Midnight Sun!"

"We are going there immediately. Something is happening, and I need to know what it is." "Bring the redhead, Zack. She’s coming with us," I ordered Zack while moving toward the door with Ivan and Lilina behind me. "Please, Your Majesty, I do not want to go there. They will kill me the moment they see me," the redhead pleaded fearfully. The redhead belongs to one of the strongest witch bloodlines there. She is a Fire Witch, and that is the reason for her hair color. One can tell what kind of witch someone is because of their hair color. I recruited her into my kingdom against her will.

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

"Why?" “By giving a curse to them, they will pass the mass executions that Martha had done in the early days of the government. Their weak bodies, which would die before they reached the age of seventeen, would prevent Martha from touching them because, technically, she would no longer need to kill them all. That said, half-blood witches living in the present are much better off. They just being the subject of people's scorn, not meeting their death," Mitchell touched his shoulder, channeling the magical energy he had not felt for a long time, moving to restore his strength. "Did you see the man sitting beside me earlier? His name is Hugo Lockwood—" "I know."

Her hand tightened around the wand, ready to fight him. The man laughed and pushed the redhead's hand away. He turned his attention back to Suzanne, “It won't be wise to fight at this altitude. Sit down, both of you. I’ll pour you some Cognac.” “Suzanne…” Tom tugged at her shoulder. “He’s a vampire,” Suzanne said simply, still not moving. The man smiled and leaned back onto his seat, the redhead leaned forward and threw her arms around the man, kissing him hard. Her body shifted slightly, revealing her neck once more and it finally dawned on Tom that it was not lipstick he saw on the redhead, it was blood.

The redhead pinned on the ground said in a shrill voice. Adrian ignored her. He got down on one knee and looked at Ivy’s tear-streaked, panic-stricken face. “Gahh!” the redhead screamed and struggled frantically. However, she was utterly incapable of freeing herself from the Wyvern Peak soldier holding her down. The redhead shouted once again, “You b*stard! Let go of her, Draco! Let go of her. Please, I beg you not to hit her anymore. She’s no longer a normal woman. Please stop hurting her.”

The air was dry as new memories popped up. Unbearable memories suddenly appear in front of me. Kai and Jax had left in the view. I'm on the ground being pushed over by a big, furious man. The silver dagger was in his grip. "Lord Kaizel, run. Save yourself from m─" A woman in a black silk gown, red eyes, and a black aura. Werewolves and Vampires everywhere. They are attacking her, but why? Who is she? Lord Kaizel...?

"Sir, it seems you forgot about the red ghost." Liam, who had just heard about it from the flat owner, suddenly lost his temper. “Tony, I'm not going to listen to superstitions anymore. So, stop!” Roy interrupted. “Red ghost is a female werewolf who has hypnotic abilities. They can even possess the bodies of the men she met before.” This is the first time Amora heard him speak at length. He turned to Apollo. "Does Candy have it?" Apollo nodded, making Liam glare as he remembered something. Only Amora was confused here.

“Of course I do. I have to.” “Do you think my daughter is looking down on me as an angel, or as a headless corpse? If I burned away the knife marks and sexual abuse, do you think it will help her in the afterlife? If I find this man, this Wolf and spill his blood, will that cleanse her like the blood of Christ is supposed to have done for all of us? Because,” she said, and her eyes glittered in a way that should have made Will’s wife step back, only it didn’t, “I think the Wolf’s blood on my hands would erase any infraction I ever made. Do you?”