Romans & histoires Little Red Riding Hood & The Big Bad Wolf

“Okay. Story about a coat.” Lyra sat on the edge of the bed and reached for one of the books on the shelf. Her hand hovered over a battered copy of *Little Red Riding Hood*—then veered away. There are no big bad wolves tonight. She picked a different one instead. Something about a small dragon who refused to learn how to roar properly and became a doctor instead. As she read, Luna’s eyelids drooped. Her fingers loosened on the stuffed wolf. Her breathing slowed, evened out.

He pouted after saying this, his face the picture of a playful yet slightly aggrieved little one. This answer was really something I didn't expect, such a cute boy. “Don't forget, the little fox is still naked within the blanket, without any clothes, and at the back here there is a the big bad wolf which is definitely can’t be satisfied with just a few rounds, is this little fox eager to try the taste of lovemaking so soon, hmm? Little fox, the big bad wolf is always ready.” I took the opportunity to peck him on the mouth, then watched his expression.

Then she looks at Kaia, “My Kaia…what swollen lips you have. Did you play little red riding hood or something with Isaiah?” I looked at her curiously. “Little red riding hood?” “You’ve never heard of that story?” Sinclair asked. “Can’t say that I have.” “There’s a big, bad wolf and he tries to eat little red riding hood.” She winked. I looked at her strangely, “That’s a real story?” “Children’s story.” Kaia said and then she smirked at Sinclair, “Maybe I wanted my big, bad wolf to be a big, bad wolf, Sinclair.” She winked.

She bent down to look Lia right in the eyes when she asked, “Who told you that werewolves aren’t real?” “My teacher did. She tells the red riding hood story different than you do too. It’s a tree cutter that kills the wolf in her story, not a farmer. The wolf had already eaten the little girl and her gran when the tree cutter chops the wolf open and the girl and her sick gran step right out of it and go back home.” “Do you think a little girl would really live if a wolf ate her?” “Well...no. But it’s a story, so it’s pretend.”

he said, cocking a brow at me. I giggled at his response to my outfit choice. "Don't get any ideas. Have you ever heard Hell has no fury like a woman scorned?" I challenged. "Yes, and let me ask you, have you heard who the big bad wolf is?" Jonathan retorted, still staring at me like he had seen a ghost. I shook my head and rolled my eyes at him, "Yeah, isn't he the one that ate Little Red Riding Hood?" I winked as I sashayed towards the door.

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! ;)

He asked through the mind- link but I didn't respond to him with anything other than a slight nod causing him to sigh in relief as he holds his heart. I lead her back home. Our home was where our children were waiting. I hoped I did the right thing, and I was not too late and I silently promised myself to spend the rest of my life making everything up to Aurora because she was the real hero in this story. She was the big bad wolf. Aurora Rider the big bad she-wolf

“Excuse me!” Annie starts to look up searching for his eyes. What she first encounters was a naked chest chiseled in perfection. She was force to stand slightly backwards to look into his dark piercing eyes. She finally noticed the mask covering the strong profile of his face. Her eyes widen in a mixture of shock and curiosity. “Who are you?” she asked breathless with a touch of awaking anticipation. “I am the big bad wolf, red riding hood.” He said sternly. His has the nerve to boldly start looking over her nakedness. His eyes now turn into clear darkness. She is innocent but no fool, as she watches the desire rising in his burning eyes.

And as I saw the unease on the girls face, concentration etched on her delicate features, I knew he was likely right. I pushed my chair swiftly back, snatching the tray from her hands the moment I was standing. “Let me take that before you pour them on someone and do some damage.” I said coldly, and once again her eyes filled with fear at the sound of my voice. But once more, rather than attempt to defend herself the feeble she-wolf simply nodded. Stepping back she slipped from the room with no further word. ‘The Big Bad wolf strikes again?’ Sonny, my pack Gamma chuckled as he linked. ‘You lasted all of about half an hour before making someone cry. Well done.’

Maybe it was because they were always surrounded by predators or maybe because her human parents had never known how to help her with there while the Alpha had been guiding her with differentiating and using these heightened powers to the best of her ability. "All the more to chase him, my dear.", commented Erin again! If there was one thing Erin loved in the human world, it was the story of Red Riding Hood and the big bad wolf. Even though it ended badly for the wolf! And ever since they had come back, Erin had firmly believed that she was the Wolf while Ace was the Red Riding Hood. As if could ever look like a little girl... "Who cares? The moral is that I want to eat him." Came the Wolfis