Red Hood Helmet Novels & Stories

Pink car hits them. Me and my precious prejudices. He handed me a helmet and I raised my eyebrows. A black helmet with patterned flames was what I least expected him to give me. Maybe flower rose or ... I don't know, but I swear not something like that. I think he sensed something from the way she was looking at him because he burst out laughing.

The drinks are green, red, and black. I wear the DC character supervillain Harley Quinn costume with wigs because Bash did not agree to dye my hair while Bash wears a Daredevil costume with a masked horn head. “Shouldn’t you two wear at least a match costume?” Ryker asks. I think he’s Edward Cullen tonight with a thick foundation to look pale and red contact lens. “Ryker!” I launch myself to hug him. He laughs. “Easy there, Harley. Our last encounter wasn’t pleasant. You don’t wanna make this party a real Halloween, do you?”

I held my breath as the knight vaulted off the panther. Head to toe in black armor, he radiated power. Rhys stepped in front of me, his hand resting on his sword hilt. "Alpha Harris. I didn't expect you to come in person." The man didn't answer, just slowly took off his helmet. A gasp rippled through the crowd. I froze too. The Shadow Pack's Alpha wasn't scarred and terrifying like the stories said. He was breathtakingly handsome—sharp features, eyes as deep and dark as a blue-black abyss, and black hair that cascaded to his shoulders.

"Here is all the evidence. Everything from Katherine’s house. Now let him go." The man in the helmet tilted his head. "Hope you came alone." Rose nodded. The man gestured for his guards to scout the area, then he stepped toward her. He reached out, his gloved hand hovering near her face. "Now, why do you think I would let the beautiful Rose Hawthorne just go like that without getting a taste?" I wanted to scream, but Rose didn't flinch. She actually stepped toward him. She leaned into his ear, a ghost of a smile on her lips. "We can't really do anything if you still have that helmet on, can we?"

“Well, it’s the only one I found in the garment bag you handed me, so...” “But… But…I ordered a big, frilly light-blue dress to match me, along with one of those masquerade ball masks to hide your face.” “Oh, wait! It did come with a mask.” I lifted the yellow helmet with black shaded eyes and a silver mouth guard, then pulled it over my head. My vision went limited, but I could clearly see Brick out of the eye holes as he shook his head. “Holy… No. No, you’re not wearing that. You look like a ten-year-old boy.”

The audience gasped in awe as he revealed his golden watch, the Mona Lisa portrait, and other valuable artifacts. But just as the display was ending, the lights began to flicker and the sound of gunshots filled the air. Screams erupted as a group of people burst into the room, dressed in red hoodies and black pants, wielding large weapons. Except for one man, who stood out in a black suit, his raven hair perfectly styled, his icy blue eyes hidden behind a mask.

she said in a rush and pointed at the silver dagger in her right hand, but he only smiled at her. "What is the time?" He asked the guards which were far away, and without thinking, they answered in sync, which made the red hoodie turn to them with a glare on his face. "You all should shut up, and don't say a word to him, if not I'll kill all of you!!" Red hoodie threatened the soldiers from afar, before turning to the couples, and a smile appeared on his face when he saw the dagger stuck deep into Alpha Alvin's chest, in the spot where his heart was located.

Those witches are exactly the kind of chaos the gods would love to keep around. Everyone entering the armory is sent inside to gear up: guns, blades, daggers, rifles—whatever they’ve trained with. Puck is supposed to meet us soon with diamond weapons. We need enough for our people here and for the ones trapped in the Goddess Realm. “Body armor. Everyone. I mean it, Edward,” Dev barks. Edward rolls his eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Goddess of War, obsidian wings. I’ll wear the damn armor.” I giggle. Grumpy old alpha is well-matched with the Crone Coven’s high priestess.

But not before I notice the dagger' s hilt and it's colour. Green. It's a green dagger. The green eyed hooded man is here. I swiftly turn around, finally noticing the hooded figure only this time in broad daylight. With his hood pulled over his head, his face remains covered with a cloth, the long leather overcoat bellowing in the wind. Thankfully, we are in a more secluded area with barely any people around, or else how would he answer the people's curiosity as to why he is dressed like the Green Arrow himself.

Probably, the creature she being fighting with. She carefully crawled towards the unconscious figure and gently lifted the thick folding hoodie from its body. Wait,Golden mask! Red hair! The emperor?! A crimson eyes suddenly appear before her and rush through her forehead, before she could stop it.