Book Hood Novels & Stories

“But to me… he was everything, until I saw his true color tonight.” Kael’s breathing hitched. I could see how much effort he was putting into listening despite the growing haze in his gaze. I clutched his hand tighter, willing my strength into him, though I had none left. “I was just a pup when I lost everything,” Hood went on, his voice rough with memory. “An ambush wiped out my pack… I was the only one left. I roamed the outskirts of the northern forests, fending for myself, stealing scraps, hiding from rogues. One day, a group of wolves cornered me. Bigger, older. They were going to kill me.”

Everything I had always wanted to eat but never dared to buy, I finally tried. I also bought new clothes and a new pair of shoes. Just after changing into them, my phone buzzed. A message from Derrick. There was only one sentence and a location pin. The address belonged to one of the most expensive villa communities in the city. Even though I had spent days preparing myself, my emotions still felt complicated when I finally stood in front of someone who was supposed to be dead. “Harriet, you are here.” Mom grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the couch as if she had truly been looking forward to seeing me. “It is good to have you home. You suffered a lot these past few years.”

His eyes threw daggers at me but I stayed unbothered by his hatred towards me. “I’ll give you a choice, Miss Hood.” He began when I cut him off abruptly, “And what if I don’t accept it, would you try to push me away just like Lila??” “Clever woman, as I said, Miss Hood. The choice is yours… Name a price, and you’ll be free forever…” Taking out his checkbook, he swiftly sprinted his signature on it and handed it to me. “Think wisely, Miss Hood. We always have a choice… Always…”

We’ll see how bad this really is. After being given a jacket with a hood, I slip it over my head, and slip out the door,. The place is empty, the door beside Time’s current apartment is closed tightly, no one in sight. I’m not sure how I’m going to get a good look at this, but I’ll try, at least. Sounds from the back of the hallway alert me of his arrival. Pulling the hood further up, I hold the book that was handed to me by Time had a prop, pretending to leave up against the wall and read it.

Celeste said. "Did you say hood? Black hood, he's pretty tall". "Um how did you know?". "Damn! I'm not crazy after all, it's real, he's real ". Xayne whispered. . . . The Hoodie Dude could be seen running in the woods at an extreme speed. He suddenly came to halt and leaned behind a tree breathing uncontrollably. He shut his eyes tightly and there was a flashback. " Hey Kiddo, you're awake ". A Woman said approaching a boy covered in duvet on the bed.

His hoodie landed on my lap, making me cringe a bit. "Put it on." I looked at him nervously. He has a white sweatshirt on and a golden chain. I looked at the hoodie, picking it up and feeling the unique texture and weight. I put it on as his scent on the hoodie filled my nose. I raised my body a bit and let the hoodie drop. It covered my lap a bit. The hoodie is oversized. Almost like it ceased my tiny body. I covered my head with the hoodie, taking in his scent.

The planchette moves to "Hi." "Um, hello?" The planchette then moves to the letter "A" then to the letter "G" the letter "R" the letter "E" the letter "A" and the letter "S" I looked at the robed person "Is that your name?" The planchette glides over to "Yes" The robed person then lift their head, I can see underneath the hood. They looked like a pale old man, wrinkles under his eyes, he looks as if he was sick. He looked back down at the board

On the day I got married, my father-in-law personally fastened an obsidian bead bracelet around my wrist. He looked at me and said, "Moses, from today on, you're one of the family. I'll treat you like my own." I had grown up in an orphanage and had never truly had a family of my own. Because of those words alone, I willingly married into the Zeigler family and wore that bracelet for six straight years. Even after it rubbed my wrist raw—leaving it swollen, ulcerated, and oozing with pus—I still could not bear to take it off. Everything changed the day I stopped by my childhood friend's antique and jewelry appraisal studio for a small get-together. The moment he saw my wrist, he turned grim

Know sooner does the door closes, a hood is slipped over our heads, and we are told to not resist or the visit will not happen, so we hold back our fight instincts and do as told. The SUV starts to move and were off to only Indigo and Durani know where. After what feels like a two-day drive but was more like a hour the SUV comes to a stop and the hoods are removed, leaving us temporarily blinded from the lack of light for the last hour. The doors opened and we were told to get out. As we step out of the SUV we are greeted by hoodie guy and a small blanketed bundle in his arms. Hoddie guy had a small little bundle in a purple blanked held tightly to his chest in his right arm and a 9mm in his

He was way out of her league. A knock sounded on the door and Cora's assistant poked her head in, reminding her that she had a court appointment in fifteen minutes. Grabbing up the file and checking her hair, Cora hurried down the hall toward the family courtroom. Damn, custody hearings - especially messy ones - were a really crappy way to start the day. Maybe she could get through it just by imagining a date with the handsome-as-sin Mr. Holiday.