Novel & Cerita Woman Red Hair

William smelt a sweet, seductive scent when he walked into the bar. It was uncommon cause the bar was for humans, and as he knew, no wolves should be around. That was why he looked around and walked close to the woman whose red hair looked a bit tousled like that of a person who just got out of bed and wouldn't mind going back right in. He gulped, knowing that his assumption was wrong. The woman's hair was messy because she must have run her fingers through the strands repeatedly - just like she was doing at the moment

She has pure white skin and it was not the milky shining skin like the beautiful stranger but it is pale, or more accurately ghostly pale. I can still feel a stinging pain in my cheek or I would have believed that I am a ghost now. The woman in the mirror has beautiful Hazel eyes and a cute button nose. her heart-shaped lips are blood red. her eyebrows are dark brown but her long hair is white like snow and it made ceslee frown. ' Did I color my hair or it is a wig?' I take a strand of hair and wrap it around my finger then tug it lightly. " urgh. It is not a wig then why it is so rough. I must have died my hair often. Ahhhh. she is me but I never dyed m hair but she did so mean I did."

I woke up and its was past 2 am,I left the room to find something to eat, I stopped a particular picture in the hallway ,a woman with red hair,tbh she looked just like me,except a little older. I smiled as I realized why they wanted me to dye my hair and why they were paying all that money This family is fucked up…

"Seeing you with long hair, it still looks weird to me." "Strange?" I raised an eyebrow, and I opened my eyes, I glanced at her. "It's like a wuxia drama, you're just like a warrior." "You watch too much drama." I flicked her forehead, causing her to purse her lips forward. "You mean your real hair is gold?" "Hmm, yeah." I nodded my head, I started playing the harp lightly. Of course it was as light as the wind that hit the two of us. "If I remember, everything about you reeks of gold. Golden hair, golden harp, that rose too. But it's just that ..." She paused and touched the hem of my robe. "Why is it red?" I stopped playing my harp.

Even though her scent mixes with others, she smells divine. I stand behind her, demanding she will let me wash her, and she agrees, knowing that I might let her in one secret or another. Her dark hair is wet lying on her back, but as I wash her hair, I can see color following the water slowly down to the floor. It's dyed. Her hair is dyed, I realize. I can see small parts of red shine through, and I know that she is probably a read head. Oh, I love redheads. I wash her body, making sure every part of her is clean from that scent, and then I continue with her hair. Her long beautiful hair.

But I can see them swallowing hard, trying to avoid my gaze. “Yeah, sure,” one of them mumbles. “It’s, uh... rare.” I can’t hold it anymore. “It’s just hair, you idiots! It ain’t gonna fucking save her when someone’s trying to slit her throat.” “Still, man. It makes her sexy. The red. Fuck, it compliments her round ass as well.” That's it!

Thankfully, I see a woman break away from the crowd and approach me. “Why hello….if it's not the dark haired beauty of Silver Glow from the Southern Lands”. How am I supposed to respond to that exactly? I offer a stiff smile and lean in to air blow a kiss on either sides of her face. She's a very tall woman, with skin as pale as milk and hair so yellow it looks like molten gold. Could that really be her natural hair colour? Regardless, we definitely can't deny the fact that the north really has so many beautiful gradients of blonde. She doesn't appear to be much older than me but with werewolves, you really can never tell. Most of us just seem to defy time and physics. Her plush lips are dou

I was so unsure of Laura’s ideas. “Kellina here is what I know. There is a red wolf in you, there has to be. It explains so much of what has happened, how your body has changed and especially the red hair,” My mind went back to the red-haired green-eyed woman again. She must have truly been my grandmother. Before we could say anymore Laura was called away leaving me pondering the future.

Bianca sits back on the chair as she slowly takes off her blonde wig. " Tell me, what exactly were you hoping to find when you dropped off at my workplace unannounced?" She asks, as she tosses the blonde wig aside. Bianca stares at me as she unties the pigtail on her red hair. I'm tongue tied as I stare at her. " You seem surprised." She says, whipping her hair around to release the strands. Her red hair is not that long, it's past shoulder length and the strands are curly. " Like I said living someone else's life can be tough, especially when you have to be careful so you don't get caught." She says as I watch her take off her double eyelids.

My heart did the small, traitorous hop of someone who was about to learn they were the subject of someone else’s plans. “The warriors on the battlefield that day testified that she had a towering form for an omega wolf, it was more of an Alpha size and her strength was beyond normal?” the advisor said. His tone was even, like a man folding a shirt. “She moves like them,” another voice said. “Not exactly, but one thing we greatly ignored was the colour I hear hair—the red hair. The one notable thing from that bloodline was their shiny red hair and that's exactly what she has.” My stomach turned cold. I kept my fingers in my skirts because the cloth was the only thing that held me steady.