Female Red Hood Novels & Stories

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

There was another voice within her voice when she spoke. “ The one you seek is close by but you have to hurry because as each day passes she gets closer to her destiny. You have to get her before she finds her mate. You will recognise her by her hair. It is red in colour and glows when she uses her powers” said Ayan. She opened her hands, she was holding a white pearl. “ This will help you to identify her quickly. It will glow in her presence” said Ayan as Kasha came forward to collect it.

I gaped at the butthole LLRH, as she slyly studied me back. Yep, Siobhanny was going there… “Let’s get serious for a motherent.” LRRH swished her dress from side-to-side. “Red’s my color, right?” I turned my back on her, testing the chains that were holding my wolves again. “You had your chance. My wolves and me are breaking out.”

"I saw the redhood today and I guess you need to know every detail about him..." Helen's scoff made Natalie paused because she could tell that this woman had doubts of she meeting with the redhood! "You're making a mistake, mrs Helen, and I would prove that to you!" Natalie concluded not wanting to pour out what she intended to. But she leaving today was certainly to prove to Helen that she would bring that redhood somehow to her. Helen watched Natalie untill she was out of sight, she gave a devious smile and suddenly a man in dark wears appeared before her.

Lady Livia thrashed about, making the hood of her robe fall away from her face. It was only by then that the woman let Livia go with a gasp. I caught Livia in my arms just in time. She landed on my chest, while we went on a soft thud against the marbled floor. My eyes fell in contact with the woman’s gaze inside her hood. She immediately lifted the thing obscuring her face completely away, and I too had to gasp. Before me was someone who looked exactly like Livia Jeteris… except that she had the blood–red eyes of a vampire.

But the shape of her body…it was something he constantly sees in Shamrock. Yet, there was another female figure. Her hair was identical to the all-red lady. The only difference is that this woman was in all black apparel. Black and red—those ladies might be indulged in something; in a serious discussion, to be precise. He spotted the head of a fallen English werewolf spiked in a long iron spear situated at the middle—in between the black lady and the red lady. “I have missed you, daughter,” the lady in black muttered. Dorrien could clearly hear due to his werewolf senses but not vividly see as he was a few feet away from those creatures.

A number of friends and potential friends had died defending the Den before the Hellspawn were driven back due in no small part to Jane's wrath. Between the two women who had shared that bed, most would have agreed that Red was more dangerous . . . at least, they would've agreed until the previous night's fight. Red was a second-generation lycanthrope who could morph into a part-human, part-puma hybrid with incredible combat prowess. Jane was a Talent with living hair. It seemed like a silly Talent, until she used that hair to hurl a subway car at her enemies, then beat the attacking Hellspawn to death with their own limbs. Jane was still suffering from emotional issues, and she had taken th

he said uneasily and I smiled under the hood. “Well, your Red is going to be off duty for a while. I am Red riding hood, how may I please you sir?” my gown was an easy fix. I pulled the straps off and like the rain, it came falling down my feet. All I had left was the red hood around my shoulders. But my breasts were firmly smiling at the man in front of me. His eyes flashed with excitement. “This new kink is exciting,” he exclaimed breathily.

He raised his head and cast his gaze at them. Horton’s entire body shook once instantly when he saw the man clearly. He lost his composure completely and screamed out, “That’s the 2S-class fighter, Satan!” At the same time, another powerful presence erupted from the other direction as well. It was a woman with red hair with a long laceration on her face. Her two eyes were different in color. While she exuded malicious presence, she looked over there and cracked a ruthless smile on her face. Horton was no longer shocked by the sight of this woman but was filled with fear and despair. He spoke in a shaky voice, “Oh, God, that’s another 2S-class transhuman, the Scarlet Witch!”

When the shadows corrupted his soul, he was reborn as Apollo. He is now the biggest wolf anyone has ever seen. His dark fur sways with the shadows to show our power, and blood red eyes pierce through any darkness and strike fear into anyone who sees him. We have only been hunting for an hour when I see her. And she is wearing red. Her brown hair is in a ponytail that bops along to her running stride. She is tight red running gear, meaning I can see the curves underneath, with her headphones blocking out the world, so she will be easy to take.