Female Red Hood Novels & Stories

They saw Rook Theia standing in the room designed with cherry blossom flowers and pink tulips painted on the walls. She wasn't alone at all; there was another girl with her, a dark, mysterious-looking female fox. Her black hair was down to her waist, her green eyes were as bright as emeralds, but when she looked into you, your soul went cold as if it was frozen with ice. She wore a red and white cloak with a hood covering her face, concealing half of her features. Her black tails were visible from under her clothes. "Who is she?" Pawn Clara asked, looking at her face through her hood.

"You are a beautiful and industrious lady. And you are doing just great in your job of taking care of Damon. I need you to continue. Keep away from people who'd be willing to spread gossip and tales." "Something was in the corridor last night..." She shivered just remembering the episode. "Something big and strong. Though I couldn't see it. Do you mind explaining that?" Ralph smiled. "Isabella, this is a pack. There are creatures here. You may have heard the security gremlins." "I know what gremlins sound like, and that wasn't a gremlin," she argued, taking a step out of his arm's reach. "I need to deliver this to the alpha."

His leg swayed with the wind as he continued to observe the other alpha from afar. His mind was still boggled by the beautiful assassin he had met during the dinner. He had never expected that the infamous and notorious Red Riding Hood would look that lovely in her seducing, crimson dress. The moment he saw her, he knew that the woman was special. And indeed she was. She was nothing like the rest of the women he had met. Ruby Vermilion was tough to get and clever. Her dainty chuckles and narrow looks made the alpha discreetly gain interest in her.

***Godric Alpha Oliven of the Hallow Den pack and his Luna, Isabel, met me in front, towards the podium. “So good to see you again, Alpha Godric,” said Oliven. I only grunted with a light nod of acceptance. Luna Isabel bowed before me and then guided me to my seat. The Red Witch trailed slowly behind and chose the seat directly in back. She wore a long black dress and hooded cloak. Though the heat settled over the town square, she never removed her hood. Red strands of hair wisped by as a light breeze touched her face.

she said in a commanding tone The assassins dropped not from fear but from force their knees cracked against the metal bar floor,One tried to raise his rifle his arm bent backward at the elbow with a wet snap. Lila stood frozen near the dais, mouth open. Aurora turned to her. “Go.” “go” Lila she screamed.Lila didn’t move. “Now.”she screamed Lila ran. Aurora faced the assassins there were five now more of them coming in through the breach. The woman in the red hood stepped forward, pushing back her mask. Her face was beautiful they looked ageless. Her eyes were the same gold as Aurora’s. “Sister,” she said. “You’ve awakened her too early.”Aurora raised her head “You’re not my sister.”

It’s to think that I wanted to defend her, but I was too slow to reach her. Then suddenly the sky darkened until it was completely red. I immediately knew who was the cause, in fact as soon as I turned towards my woman, I saw her completely wrapped in a red aura and finally, I noticed her arm—She was not injured as she had told me, but she was hiding a tattoo that was now releasing a black light. “I will not allow you to win Frank! May in the night of darkness, the powerful evil of the red moon awakens... Final Moon!”

Adams' heart raced as he imagined the possibility of Lucian and the vampire working together to get rid of Eric Damian. Lucian must be working together with the Vampire because Eric also made mention of a coven of witches known as the Red Spider, and that night in the underground apartment, those women had red spider tattoos on their forehead. Adams' eyes widened as he connected the dots. It all made sense now. This must be part of Lucian's big plan of getting rid of Eric Damian, the big bad vamp. Teaming up with vampires and witches, plus his werewolves, Eric Damian surely didn't stand a chance against that kind of odd.

Sometimes curveballs turn into homeruns. I found a painting in the attic of Brookstone and promptly hung it over the fireplace. It’s the portrait of a woman wearing a long red cloak with several wolves behind her in the forest. The woman looks a lot like me. Call her what you want, Little Red Riding Hood, Scarlet Nightingale, or Great-Great-Great-Great Grandma. She was a lot of things, but just like me, she was, most of all, a Mage of Wolves, and there’s nothing else I’d rather be.

They were all one, and they shared the same color. “It isn’t really surprising though. He may have just gained some strength, but he still is the Prince of the Elementals.” Another hooded figure sat next to the first one. The second person was a woman, and her gentle voice had a slight seduction to it. However, just like the first speaker, her eyes were completely red.

I want you in my life, not just for a short while, but forever. My face was flushed and the tears were roaming down my face now. At this point, I didn’t care about my makeup which was already ruined. He was standing now and my sobs became louder. Slowly, he got down on one knee and brought out a beautiful diamond ring, the type I see only in movies. ‘Aurora darling, will you do me the favour, and say yes to being my wife?’