Little Red Riding Hood Dark Novels & Stories

her mind, unable to endure all the intensity, soon surrendered to darkness. Darkness, Endless darkness around her. she was standing in the middle of it, cold, vulnerable, naked to the eyes, lonely and scared. many hands emerged from it and tried to touch her, in the same disgusting manner as the priest. she helplessly tried to shield her body, protect it from the violating touches, from all the filth those hands carried, the darkness then started having a red glow to it, and the hands turned into red eyes.

I pushed open the old room door and exhaled slowly. Dark room, cold air, peace. I loosened the collar of my black shirt slightly, irritation already sitting heavily in my chest. I pulled my shirt over my head, trying to cool the burning under my skin. This was getting worse. Usually I could control it. Usually, but ever since that girl… Footsteps echoed outside, which made me freeze instantly. It was a familiar heartbeat. My jaw tightened immediately. No. The door suddenly opened, and there she was. Elena Carter.

My bones weakened with each closing step. “Breathe girl, breathe,” I said. I walked up to his door, knocked and pushed it open. The room was dark, save a single candlelight. Lord Korran was nowhere to be found. I saw the food tray on his table. “I'll just take that and leave,” I said. Before I took a step forward, I heard a deep and guttural growl behind me. I turned immediately to see what took me by surprise. His eyes were blood red, beaming with intensity. “Lord Korran,” I said, freezing within me. I could not move.

The darkness closed in around him, its power overwhelming and absolute. When the ritual was finished, Ryder was changed. He was no longer the same man, but a shadow of his former self, bound to the will of the silver-haired woman. His eyes now mirrored the eerie glow of hers, a testament to the dark force that had claimed him. The weight of his new destiny pressed heavily upon him, as he stood in the ruins of the ancient church, forever linked to the legacy of darkness.

“What is it going, don’t tell us that this loser is your mate? Then it will be more fun to rape you under his eyes!” This is the straw that breaks the camel’s back. I look at Darren one last time and kiss his temple. I get up and try to transform myself into a wolf, but the collar still prevents me. The Dark Shadows all transform and begin to approach me victorious. “You will die like him!” Hearing these words, I feel my tattoo is moving back to my right eye. I close my eyelids, and when I open them again, my pupils are red. I see everything in black, but I can make out the white figures of the wolves.

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.

I have nothing to do but sit here? "Wait, I'll just sit here?" I asked but Shadow didn't answer me because he quickly moved. "Yeah, you're still a baby so be safe first. Baby." Dark said laughing and as Shadow ordered Dark glared at them Red. I looked at where that light was coming from from Dark saw in his eyes it was from. I thought he was invisible and could only read his mind. My attention shifted to Shadow who approached Red and using his ability he looked like a monster made of smoke.

“Always close your doors tightly, milady,” She nodded so he decided to turn and walk away. In one more moment, he looked back at his young and lovely wife before he transformed into a beastly creature and started to run on four feet back inside the cloak of the dark forest. *A/N* Rated 18 mature story. This story is inspired by a well-known fairytale with a dark twist in it. Yeah, it is the slutty, erotic version of Little Red Riding Hood popularly written by a French author, Charles Perrault and popularized by the Grimm Brothers as well. As you can see, it has a spice and magical twist but also a spark of young romance. Please comment with your feedback so I would know if you like it and do

If I manage to escape, I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." My mind is muddled by his words, wanting to protest to his command, but my body betrays me as I incline my head to the side, pulling my dark hair out of the way and giving him a perfect view of my neck.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.