Granny From Little Red Riding Hood Novels & Stories

I could see she was wearing new heels, called something like stilettos, her nails perfectly manicured and when I peeped through the bags I saw a red lingerie. Danger alert!!! Little Stefan loves Red. Hope she doesn't plan wearing that in our room.In a spur, Granny joined me in the hallway. "You must really love this girl if you hiding her shopping bags and not complaining..." She whispered and I nodded.My granny was more of a spirited girl.She loved shopping, going to the spa, looking sassy and I had a very strong feeling her and Nina would get along.Finally her highness was done gossiping on the phone. "What a beautiful woman we have here..." She flirted with my granny the moment she turned

All these years journey has turned her into a strongest woman, she may not be a good fighter or fast runner, but she has got skills in reading people and manipulating with their minds. ‘Huh? What an old lady doing here?’ he snarled at her grey hair and petite body. ‘Go and count your days left in this world, your days are over’ he pushed granny, I instantly caught her in my arms and glared at him when she placed her thin hand over my hand and patted, softly passing me the smile. ‘I am fine’ she whispered to me and turned her gaze on the man, we were beyond annoyed, granny straightened up and walked close to the man looking in his eyes.

Good old grandad, he still hasn't changed. “Well, good morning luna" he says to me “Good morning grandad" I said I got to the kitchen and made myself some toast with butter and jam. While eating, I ask my grandad “Grandad, why do people in the neighborhood call this house a haunted house?" “Oh those are all lies, wouldn't I know if my own house was haunted?" he casually replied. Right after he said that, there was a slight shake in the house and grandad's face was covered in the newspaper, his shoulders hunched, he didn't usually sit like this but when the shake stopped, grandad was sitting up normally like nothing happened and asked me,

The protectors were keen to know why they were still strolling late at night but George reasoned them out. “What happened to the both of you?” said Granny, wearing a midnight robe, her face full of concern. “It’s nothing,” both of them said rigidly. Granny’s eyes gleamed. “You two are releasing red energy. Don’t you know that?” Her head turned from Z to George. “The other is pressured while the other is livid.” Looking at them directly in the eyes, she said rather sternly, “Spill the beans, or I’ll make you spill it.”

Father advice Granny. "But I have made so many stories about her past. You know all. I am innocent. I have to hide everything for her well being. She was not in the condition to bear the reality". Granny said in a sad tone. << Flashback>> In a dark and thundering night. Granny was alone in her small cottage. She was weaving some clothes on her weaving machine. Under the light bulb, she was struggling with the ties of wool and masterly weaving cloths. Suddenly, the loud thunder shivers her soul. It started to rain with the loud breeze. The sound of storms has created a scary environment.

"Darling, come sit next to Granny." At those words, everyone looked up at her with an appalled look on their face. The woman was known as a cranky person for a reason. The fact she had a smile on her face, and called herself 'Granny', was scary but Nine, of course, didn't know that and sat next to the woman. "Good morning, Grandma April." "Good morning, love," She said sweetly, "Hungry? You're hungry, yes, you're eating for two." The older woman suddenly snapped to no one in particular, "What are you waiting for?!"

Purple, who would not let it go ran after him. "Kids, stop running." Came Granny's feeble voice but they could barely hear her. "They are always on each other's necks." I commented with a giggle. I held her hands with fondness as I peered into her alluring eyes. She was beautifully dressed in a green dress made with fine silk. She was in her early eighties. She adjusted her eyeglasses and patted my head. "Son, remind me to tell you something after lunch today." I nodded in understanding, wondering what was wrong. My curiosity took the better part of me. "Is something wrong Granny? Do you need me to get you something?" I asked with worry.

Scar’s words stun me like little bombs, and before I can even react to it, Granny’s voice suddenly cuts in: “Scarlett! You were late, and you owe me two presents now!” Scar is taken aback when Granny pulls her into her arms for a tight hug. Granny is known as “the Iron Lady”, but I know she has a soft spot in her heart. She only pretended that she was tough and ruthless because it was not easy for a woman to protect a huge empire left by her late husband with sharks swimming around her. Bur Scar can bring out the cute child in Granny, like magic.

As soon as I entered the house my nose instantly picked the aroma of grilled chicken floating in the air. The delicious aroma had my mouth water fueling my hunger further. Ignoring my begging stomach, I walked further inside the house and headed to the kitchen. My eyes brightened in delight at the sight of Granny who was setting the utensils on the table. Granny is half-American, half-Italian with beautiful coffee eyes and tan skin. Her long brown hair was pulled into a tight bun. Even at the age of seventy-three, she looked breathtaking. She still maintains herself and it shows.

She offered us some, which we declined. An elderly woman walked out of the house. She was very old. I did not need to guess her age. She was over a century, really, from the colour of her hair and the traces of wrinkles on her face, but time had been easy on her if that was the case because she was still agile and pretty. "Alpha, My Lady. My great grandmother, Leah." Choe said, and we greeted the woman. "You should still be in bed, Granny; they are here to see me," Chloe complained, and it was cute seeing the two of them.