Twilight Redhead Novels & Stories

The redhead, who had been none other than the peasant girl Cordelia Barlowe, and the handsome noble had something of an odd relationship which consisted of him paying her to be his visual muse and model while occasionally warming his bed. She couldn't rightly place it, but she knew there was something else going on with her part-time lover as he took a few hard blows to the chest and delivered a few of his own spitting a bit of blood and knocking the other man's tooth out with venom behind his lovely hazel eyes which had been an odd red color when indicating his vile mood as of late.

Two of them seemed to be around my age and the one in the middle, the redhead, looked a bit older. "Hey, did I maybe push you hard, weakling?" The redhead asked. She looked like a real bitch with protruding forest green eyes which didn't compliment her hair color. Bleh! I stood up and almost glared at her before looking away, but that didn't stop my wolf from forcing me to retort. "I'm sure you were blind a moment ago." The girls gasped and I looked down. The redhead asked with a bitchy mien, forcing me to look up. "What did you say?"

Tempest concluded, piquing an eyebrow when she noticed that Ketura was biting her lips. "What is the problem?" She asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Well, I'm not sure. But there was another redhead in the party, a half vampire. She looked exactly like Emma. They are like identical twins. The only difference was that she had blue eyes." Ketura stated, and Tempest's breath seized in shock. * Pls, what is wrong with our Emma??😂

They're fun to watch as they go sprinting and fighting. Minutes later, I felt sleepy so I closed my eyes for a moment. “Feyre,” The redhead lady whispered, her breath warm on my ears. “You shall leave,” Her voice filled my head again. I see her blurry face everytime I close my eyes, it's disturbing. “Now!” She screamed on top of her lungs. Suddenly, the wind blew on my face; a burst of light came from her body. I saw her eyes; they were in a beautiful shade of light hazel with gold flecks on them.

All through the redhead’s rant, he tried to numb himself to her words, to believe that the girl is just spewing these words because she hates his kind, but her last words caught his attention. He is not the only one? Jake is not deluded to believe that Karen was a virgin before him, but it cuts him to the gut to know that he is not the only one of his kind she has slept with. The only way the girl would have access to his kind is if they were brought here. Does that mean she sleeps with everyone of his kind she tortures? Jake finds the girl’s action deplorable causing him to feel nauseated. He turns away from Gloria to hide how hurt and angry he is by what he heard, but the redhead have acco

A redhead was fighting with a blonde and from the looks of it, the blonde was getting beat. "HOW DARE YOU CALL UNICORNS UGLY YOU BITCH" The redhead screamed at the blonde and I gasped loudly. HOW THE FUCK- Taking my vodka, I pushed through the crowd and stood in front of them while the redhead continued pulling the blonde's hair and the blonde kept screaming calling for the manager. "BEAT THIS MF KAREN- umm excuse me" I tapped the shoulder of the redhead as she paused and looked at me with a smile, "Yes?"

As I strained to hear what they were doing, I almost shrieked when I saw an eye peeking at me through a small crack next to the stall door. There was more whispering before the stall door was kicked in. It flew against the side of the stall, missing my knees by less than an inch. “Come out of there, imposter,” the redhead demanded. “Or are you a coward too?” I shook my head and tried to close the stall door. “Pah …please lah …leave me alone.” “Nah …no way,” the redhead declared. I suddenly remembered her name was Wendy. “We don’t put up with losers like you who steal other people’s lives. I bet you're not even an Alpha.”

My question catches her off guard, and she sputters for a moment before regaining her composure. "You're changing the subject," she accuses, her eyes narrowing. "And yes, the myth speaks of redheads as passionate and impulsive, but it also mentions our creativity and wild spirits. We're supposed to be a force of nature, untamed and free." She pauses, her breath coming quicker as she meets my gaze. "And maybe," she adds softly, " In Celtic mythology, the story of the redhead stealing fire is often associated with the goddess Brigid. She is said to have stolen fire from the gods and shared it with the mortal world, bringing forth the power of magic and creativity." She huff. "That's where we a

The redhead bows her head slightly to Mal, and he smiles at her, “You’re very welcome, but you now have us at a disadvantage.” She laughs, it's light and wonderful, “I rather think I did from the get-go. I knew who you were when you walked up on my altercation with Joey outside. You are celebrity figures you know, Vampire Royalty no less.” she smirks, saying nothing else on the matter of her name. The plate of food arrives, delivered by Molly, who looks at them and then at the redhead, she sighs, “It’s fine, I invited them to sit with me. I promise that I will eat all of this food.” Molly nods and walks away returning a moment later with a large glass of dark fizzy drink.

I shrugged before pushing the lid of the ink away and with a swift movement I jerked the ink bottle onto her face causing the ink to dribble down from her nose and chin to her outfit. She gasped, and I chuckled. "Now get lost" I shouted, and she cried before running out from there. winter's POV:- NOTE (don’t get confused read, whenever I am taking Sophia and winter’s name they both are the same person please remember, it I will talk about her sister I will inform you using sister word with some mean adjective) "Hmm.....so you're the new assistant of Mr Warren?" Two girls who I suppose work there scanned me from the head to my toe as I changed into a black office outfit provided by the staff.