Book Hood Novels & Stories

I felt a gentle press to my lower abdomen, her buds rubbing against my skin. It struck me that she only had a tiny halter top and a xxx on. Her long legs and exposed back were all I could see. Hannah had a tear on her top, probably from the struggle with the intruder. The outline of her well-endowed bust was visible beneath the fabric. My head started spinning, and I nearly had a nosebleed. I couldn’t talk right. “M-Ms. Lovely, I…” Hannah looked at me tearfully. “I’m so scared, Brook. Can you stay with me tonight?”

Karma is indeed a bitch! I was still trying to process it all, to wrap the fact that Dad's ‘golden princess’ isn't even his to begin with, around my head, when I heard the sound of the doorbell. In a daze, I numbly made my way to the door. I pulled it open and saw a hooded man with his face partially obscured by a beard standing right there on my doorstep. I instantly froze on the spot. There was something familiar about this hooded figure. Something eerily familiar…

I was cornered. While the skeleton continued to advance on me, I shut my eyes and shook my head. “This isn’t real… This isn’t real…” The sound of bones rattling toward me was replaced by the sound of those very bones being kicked to the floor. I opened my eyes to see a large figure in the dark, wearing a hoodie with the hood up, standing over the skeleton as it writhed and kicked on the floor. It swiped a bony hand at the figure and slashed it in the thigh, but the figure retaliated by picking the skeleton up by its throat -- well, where its throat would have been, if it had flesh.

I don’t know why I’m so persistent about this ‘secret’ but… the air… my bones… just kept telling me to find out… I can’t explain it. I yanked the hood of my red hoodie over my head but I knew it’d do nothing to protect me from Adrian if I made him mad again. Taking the longer route to his quarters was to give me the chance to change my mind, turn back and help with the kitchen instead. We were already on good terms and as much as I’d love to deny it, I didn’t want to impair that. ‘Don’t you know you always impair everything?’ I stopped walking and took five steps back. Shuddering from chill, I found myself in front of the library doors once again. Sliding my hands into the pockets of my blue

I watch him smear it into the ground with the heel of his boot. “You never seemed to be a gossiper.” “You never paid attention to what I did or where I went in either pack, kid.” A loud banging came from the door. Hodges became to muttering under his breath as he crossed the room to the door. He swung open the door to reveal a guy that looked about my age with light brown hair and slate gray eyes. Something seemed familiar about his appearance, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on why. Hodges’s body seemed to stiffen at the sight of him. The stranger cocked his head to the side, and a smirk slithered onto his face. He held up a metal tray with some food on it and shook it side to side.

“Come.” Hilda took her to a boutique. Keondra happily looked around. “This is amazing!” “Should've taken you to the mall in Kraxuris.” “This is fine too.” “Yeah, but everything is better, and bigger in Kraxuris.” Hilda picked out a black hoodie. “This is nice.” “It looks just like my shirt.” “It's called a hoodie.” “What is a hoodie?” Keondra took it from her. “It's longer than mine.”

Dust motes drifting lazily through the air. Beautiful. Ancient. Comfortable. The sort of place stories dreamed about. Nobody moved. Then Hope stepped forward. Naturally. "No." Void caught her hood immediately. Excellent instincts. The family stared through the doorway. And then— someone walked out. The entire rooftop froze. An elderly woman emerged slowly from between the shelves. Silver hair. Kind eyes. Long dark coat covered in embroidered constellations. She carried a stack of books balanced carefully in one arm. Not surprised. Not alarmed.

Into the hallway. He pushed me behind the wall. “Stay here,” he said. “No,” I whispered, grabbing him back. “Don’t go.” “I won’t go far,” he said quickly. “I’ll just look.” “No—” But he was already moving. Just a few steps. Just enough to see. The door opened. Heavy boots stepped inside. Voices filled the room. “Search it.” “Someone’s here.” My chest felt like it was breaking. I couldn’t breathe. Kieran looked back at me.