Dark Little Red Riding Hood Novels & Stories

Antonio glanced at me. “What?” “Nothing.” Red riding hood having dinner with the big bad wolf. What multiverse did I fall into?

She was walking in a dark forest; “Is that a red cap that I am wearing? Am I… Red Riding Hood?” Red Riding Hood wandered alone through the dark forest on her way to her grandmother's house. Suddenly, she heard a sinister howling sound that echoed through the trees. She tried to hurry along the path, but the howling grew louder and closer. As she looked back, she saw two glowing blue eyes glaring at her from the shadows. It's the Big Bad Wolf, who has been stalking her all along. Red Riding Hood tried to run, but the blue wolf was too fast, and soon he was upon her.

I murmured as I prepared the 9mm pistol and flashlight he had given me earlier. I turned off his house's generator, and it went black. I secured myself in the basement and will do as he instructed me earlier. I have to wait for him, and once I hear the five knock on the door, I know it's him. Ace's PoV Because Unice has already turned off the electricity, the mansion is pitch black. Fortunately, my mask has night vision, so I can see around me. "Ace, you turned off the light! Why not put yourself out there?" Edward yelled

It wasn't till it got close enough that I realized it is a woman. A creepy woman. Her face as white and plain as snow, her lips red as blood she also has a hood on. Covering every part of her head and body but her hands and face. But the most alarming are her eyes. They are somehow as red as blood but you still see red flames in them. Looking at her, I picture the cartoon snow white wearing red riding hoods hood. Bit this time, black and really long. The imagine her eyes as red and intense as you can.

“What do you want to see first?” Luca asked. “The dungeon of course. Can we get another bucket of beer to go?” Reese asked. The two left the table and headed for the dungeon. “The burger was fabulous,” she tells the cook as they exit the bar with another bucket of beer. “If we drink too many beers will we have a driver?” she asks. “I don’t usually drink during working hours. I guess I can call us a cab,” Luca says. What the hell am I doing, Luca thought. Luca led the way as they went down the stairs into the basement. It was a dark place. A man was at the desk.

I think I saw something from outside the house. That made me leave the stranger's house and go out to see what's glowing I'm seeing. When I got near it, I saw a small castle that looked like a child's toy and got excited. What a lucky baby! She was just about to get born but she already has her castle to play with. But then a small man with a pointy red hat greeted me. It's a dwarf as I recognize one from the cartoons.

Hey there Little Red Riding Hood, You sure are looking good. You're everything a big bad wolf could want. Listen to me. Little Red Riding Hood I don't think little big girls should Go walking in these spooky old woods alone. Owoooooo

Strangely, a sleek black mask completely concealed his face. He leaned back, watching me approach. When he spoke, his voice was unexpectedly deep, smooth, and alluring. "So, you're the famous Dark Bird. The rumors didn't do you justice: you really are stunning." I suppressed a shiver. Wait, he knows me? "You know who I am?" I asked, keeping my voice sultry as I poured two glasses of wine. Using the sleeve of my top as cover, I expertly slipped a powerful sleeping pill into his glass. It was a massive risk, but survival required desperate measures. I needed him unconscious so I could clean him out.

As they reached the end of the long corridor, they came to a dimly lit room, where they suspected the sound would have come from. There, huddled in a corner between two walls, was a small, trembling white wolf. Her silver fur shimmered in the low light, but her frame was so slight, so fragile, that it was clear she was just a child. The little wolf's soft howls were barely audible, fading to a whimper the moment her wide, frightened eyes met Britney's and Camilla’s.

The more I got closer, the louder and clearer the voice grew. "The Red Moon Pack..." "Of the Red Moon Pack..." "Inhabitants of the Red Moon Pack..." Somehow, the room was like a tunnel, and I saw a tiny light at the tail end, which was where the voices were coming from. Drawn to it, I kept moving forward, going towards the light. "The inhabitants of the Red Moon Pack..." "All the inhabitants of the Red Moon Pack..." "To all the inhabitants of the Red Moon Pack..." At this point, I was so close to the light, and I saw a small girl child, about five years old, hold a small candle in her hands with a blue flame burning on top.