Novel & Cerita Little Red Cap By Brothers Grimm

The small possibility that they really were so close and she couldn’t see or speak to them, made her miss everyone at Southern Mountains painfully. Lorenzo and Drew shifted back and got dressed once they reached the car, ready to return to the pack. “What’s the name of that fairy tale?” asked Drew. “The one with the girl and the red cape?” “Little Red Riding Hood?” replied Lorenzo, grinning as he caught on. “Yes! That’s the one,” he laughed. “Isn’t there a wolf in that one too?” “Yeah, the Big Bad Wolf,” chuckled Lorenzo. “That’s the first time I’ve heard you laugh all week. How are you feeling now you’ve seen her?”

His voice carried a hint of insolence as he stood, intending to walk out. Just as Marco turned to leave, his grandfather slammed his hand on the table, the sudden noise halting him in his tracks. "If you don’t marry Delilah Flynn," the old man said, his voice dangerously low, "I won’t hand over my capo position to you." Marco froze, his mind racing as he processed the threat that had just been laid before him. He couldn’t believe it—his grandfather was trapping him with the very thing he had been working so hard for. The Capo position, the title he had sacrificed so much to earn.

This made Grim slowly descended into wild madness, losing the last bits of humanity within him. When he could deal with his hunger for her no more, he stalked her. The moment he knew Red was heading to her grandmother’s house, he rushed forward, ate the grandmother, and waited in the bedroom. When she stepped inside, there were no clever words like in the fairytale. He took Red against her will, and ripped her body apart. When he spilled his seed, he cried at what he’d done and ate her torn flesh. A nearby witch picked up on the wolf’s scent and the smell of death. She hurried to the grandmother’s cabin and decapitated the wolf with an enchanted ax.

The woman announced as she motions for us to come closer. The first costume consists of full reds. There was a black corset and top underneath it but the bottom one was red and so was the hood. “This costume is inspired from the character in the famous tale, little red riding hood which is a little red herself. Red Riding Hood is a tale about a young girl who comes to visit her grandmother only to find a wolf that plans to eat her. It was quite a happy ending since the wolf was killed and they were safe,” The woman told the tale.

“It looks that way little one. Come on, let's get into the bush so she can’t see us as well anymore.” “Will you tell me the story while we walk Gran? The one about how the goddess tricked the little girl with a red coat, and the werewolf that almost ate her except that she smelled it in time and yelled out as loud as she could and the farmer came and caught him with a pitchfork? And then the girl got to go home to her gran for some liver snacks with sheep’s milk?” Selene shook her head and smiled sadly, “It sounds to me like you already know that one pretty well.”

I dropped more blood on their faces, and they were now too weak to even growl because of the excruciating pain. Wolfsbane lit your blood on fire. I tightened my cloak and pulled my red hood over my head, keeping my head low as I dashed toward granny's cabin. Time to leave the pack. I wore a red hood cloak ever since Granny told me the story of Little Red Riding Hood. Werewolves attacked me all the time, and I wanted to be a cool wolf-hunter version of her, handling all the bad wolves that attempted at my life neatly. They didn't scare me anymore, what scared me now was--

With that she turned to walk away, the witches started the ritual as they poured the heart of the pup and another one that they brought out from a sack. The cauldron started to ooze reddish smoke causing the children to tremble in fright, they all watched the ritual which got more and more bloody as soon the witches chopped the head of the pup and tilted his body inside the cauldron such that the blood gushing out would go inside the cauldron.

She raised her hand and with her index finger she brushed the books, reading their titles. There were some that said "satanic pacts" others like "the call of the devil" "the forest and its hidden side" "small town legends" "werewolves and the full moon" and the last one said "Wisconsin Cases". Camila took out that last one, the book was big, it had a red cover with the image of the town itself. But that image was in black and white, as if it was taken years ago.

I sighed and Red and I looked at each other. “Who’s getting married?” He asked teasingly. I shoved him playfully in the chest. “You, Mister! You agreed to marry this Big Bad Wolf, remember?” Red grinned down at me and we shared a kiss. “Hey, I thought I was the Big Bad Werewolf.” He pouted. I grinned back and shook my head. “No, I think that’s me.” The End ************************* Thank you so much for reading!!! I do so hope you enjoyed this book! If you did please give it a Love! Tell your friends. Strum to it, what have you! ;)

For a long moment there is nothing. Then— “Goldilocks…” A tiny whisper. The softest voice. The one I thought I lost forever. I exhale shakily, knees weak. She’s back. “Red,” I breathe, reaching for her. She turns toward me — and her eyes fill with pure horror. “Red, I—” I reach to touch her cheek. “DON’T TOUCH ME!” She screams and curls deeper into her friend’s arms. Like she’s hiding from a monster. “Go away!”