Twilight Redhead Novels & Stories

My focus was on their leader. As soon as the redhead was close enough, I pressed myself against the front of her body, my hands going into her hair to distract her, preparing to snap her neck. She let out a high-pitched clicking sound as she tilted her head to the side. Her eyes were the same dark green as algae, but the iris was oval shaped, giving me the feeling that she could see right through me as her hands rested on my shoulders. Her tongue shot out, flicking my cheek before she let out a hiss of air and pressed her hands down, forcing me to my knees.

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

Another redhead who entered the room last said, staring at both Aurora and Maverick in disdain, she seemed to be part of the witches and also enjoyed the same position as Mani but Aurora was sure that she had never seen her before. “We used the advanced guide on him with the better spells and ways and even with The Mistress, me and Mani, none of us were able to make him submit to the Essence.” She laughed but Aurora didn’t find her words funny, instead she clenched her jaws, gritted her teeth and fisted her hands. “Doesn’t that sound a lot like someone I know?” “Stop, Rosa.” The Mistress said to the redhead who just looked at them from head to toe and went to stand beside The Mistress.

Both boys have the dark skin but Tyler has dirty-blond hair and hazel eyes while Taylor has dark brown hair and green eyes. "Hi, Carrie,” I look at her pretty red velvet dress and white tights. "I like your dress, Carrie; it's very pretty, just like you." I smile at her and she looks intently at my face. "Mirra," she says, patting my face gently; "Your face is pretty; no funny colors." I laugh lightly as I kiss her chubby cheek; "Yes, Carrie, no more funny colors." Tyler and Taylor come out into the kitchen straight to Todd asking him where I was. Todd laughs lightly and points behind them to me. They turn and their faces light up.

Adrienne said with a trace of ice in her voice. As Adrienne Mallory laid Mary on the ground checking her pulses first, then loosening the ribbon around her neck and lifting Mary’s feet to her lap while she removed her shoes and socks while massaging the sole of her feet in the process, Alaric simply observed her and spoke without wonder. “You’re the elusive red witch of Ardelean Village. The infallible firehead who deeply scorns the vampires of Emrick City. Adrienne Mallory.” He said with ice-cold clearness.

Her dark eyes flitted to the red head and she growled deeply, causing the red head to spring up to her feet. “Get out!” she spat out and without hesitation, the redhead packed up her clothes and sprang out into the hallway, not bothering to cover up. What’s a bit of nudity if covering up would cost her life? I chuckled to myself and I leaned my back on my seat, my eyes lazily laid on Brittany and I almost rolled my eyes at her antics. But I was indeed curious why she was fuming so badly; her wolf was already on the surface. “Talk.”

Logan paused and turned to look at Karl as he asked in a dangerous voice, “ Redhead?” Karl vigorously nodded as he tried to pry Logan’s fingers off his collar, “That's right, it was a redhead which…she came after an hour or so, she must be with that witch right? She must be the accomplice of that dark witch, so it's a good thing that she was caught —-ack..” “ Jake, tie this little sh*t up and throw him in the back of the SUV, he is coming with whether he likes it or not.”

The red car was gone, driven away by Leo. “Miss,” a voice called from behind her. Tara froze, her heart skipping a beat. The voice sounded familiar. She turned and saw a man with sandy blond hair and sharp features, clearly of mixed heritage. He looked to be in his thirties, with deep-set eyes and a prominent nose. His appearance was decent enough, but his gaze carried an unsettling mix of slyness and malice that made her uncomfortable. He extended his hand. “I'm Wesley Lima from Genovia.”