Cloak With Hood Novels & Stories

"Ain't you Knox's—" A blade pressed against his throat and the question died immediately. One of the attackers stepped forward, a hood concealed most of his familiar face. Only his cold smile remained visible. The rider's heartbeat accelerated. "Please..." The hooded man crouched. "Where are you going?" The rider remained silent and the blade against his throat tightened. A thin line of blood appeared. "Where?" The hooded man repeated. "Knox-Shade." The man smiled. "There we are."

Gwen POV: The raspy voice, carrying an invisible pressure, poured down like a bucket of ice water, instantly silencing the surrounding jeers. The wall of people tightly surrounding me suddenly parted to both sides, hastily retreating to maintain an absolute safe distance. As the space in the hallway opened up, our vision was completely cleared. From the main entrance leading to the grand hall, the tall silhouette of the speaker caught my eye. He wore an oversized black hoodie, the hood pulled down low to obscure half of his face, revealing only a sharp, tightly clenched jawline full of coldness. But what struck me first were the fiery red locks of hair falling across his forehead. Despite th

I was shocked that she could actually speak. "I didn't know maidens of the High Priestess would be passing by. Is there perhaps a problem?" He demanded. I lifted my head and stared at him through the hood. The hooded cloak was designed in such a way that it looked impossible to see through from outside but the one who wore it could see clearly as there was a dark transparent spot. "There is no problem, my Lord. We are just running errands like we always do for our Moon Priestess," she answered smartly and in a soft voice.

I crouched before the chest and opened it, then rummaged inside. My hands trembled slightly as I retrieved a black cloak with a hood from the chest. I slipped it over my shoulders, the fabric falling gracefully around me. The hood cast a shadow over my features, a disguise that would allow me to move through the castle undetected Wrapping the cloak more securely around me, I left my room quickly. I navigated the castle's corridors, avoiding the gaze of guards and servants as I moved with purpose. The hood concealed my face, allowing me to blend seamlessly into the shadows.

The wind continued to blow the leather and iris scent into Karro's face as he stared at the group of trees, when a dagger came flying out and landed only inches away from his front right paw. Karro quickly backed up as he looked from the dagger back towards the trees and let out a deep growl as a short, dark figure climbed out of the trees and made their way towards us. Whoever it was, was dressed in dark clothes with a hooded black cloak that hid their face. Karro let out another growl as he crouched down, preparing himself to attack ..... but everything changed as we watched two delicate hands pull the hood back to reveal the most beautiful blonde-haired, green-eyed woman that we had ever

She snapped her head up. Standing on the other side of the counter was a tall, slender figure wrapped entirely in a heavy, dark gray hooded cloak. The fabric looked old and stained with black dirt. The hood was pulled down so low that it was impossible to see a face, leaving only a pitch-black void beneath the cloth. Amora opened her mouth to speak, her inner wolf core igniting as she prepared to defend herself. "Who are you?" The hooded figure didn't answer. With terrifying, fluid speed, a pale, scarred hand emerged from the dark sleeve. The stranger placed a single object flat onto the pristine wooden counter.

“It’s good to meet a legend.” “He’s an Alpha King of werewolves. You can add that to your storybook. Now let’s get back to the plan. We have to destroy the cloaking device so this tower will stop moving.” “I’m not gonna ask you how did you know about the cloaking device, but let’s go then. By the way, I think there are staff still hiding in the locker.” Hawk informed us as he shut down the monitor. “I will inform Nora.” I reached out to Nora through the pack link. “I can’t reach to them.”

Officer Rochester said as he joined them. Karl just laughed. "It's the Bottoms. No one ever sees anything." They all turned at the sound of footsteps and watched as Jordan joined them, his shovel still dripping blood, a gash over his left eye. He slammed the shovel into the ground and leaned on it for support. He glanced at Rhychard and nodded. "Well, I suppose you finally earned that cape, Superhero." "It's a cloak," Rhychard said dryly. "Right." Jordan chuckled. "A cloak."

"Take this on your journey." Aurora took the fabric. It seemed alive in her hands. "A cloak?" She asked, knowing it was more. "A Guardian's cloak. It will help you on your journey. The cloak holds far more than meets the eye without weighing you down. Though, I don't recommend putting fresh food in it…I learned that the hard way. Also, if you pull up the hood around your head, your face will be invisible to anyone except those with Guardian cloaks. It does many other things, not even I know all if it's capabilities."

Our manager is one tough cookie to crack,a minute late he will lecture you to for being tardy wishing you'd crawl back and never be seen. I sigh as I take out my contacts for my disguise looks.After all have been through and deciding to cloak myself as Marie,I also had to change my looks choosing a blonde wig and blue eye contacts hiding my grey eyes.I also had to tan myself a bit to hide my pale skin.I closed my eyes letting myself fall into slumber with only one thought in mind,time to reign.