Red Hood Novels & Stories

Raven said. There were tears in my eyes. No matter how evil she is still our friend, so it hurts us that she treating us like this. I just stared into her expressionless eyes. My eyes widened when suddenly a creature with a red hood appeared and cut Raven into two. I couldn't see her because it was covered by the hood she was wearing and then she turned her back on us. Based on her back she is a woman. "Bitch, do you really think you can kill me that easily?" said the woman in the red hood.

But below that, both his forearms were covered with tattoos. The one on the right consisted of twisty, thorned vines. But the details on the left side were magnificent. There was an ink-splattered face of a wolf solemnly watching me. He was crafted completely in black except for the eyes which were a golden, yellow-brown. There was just something wise and knowing about his expression. But under that, he melted into a moon-lit forest scene where a hooded figure walked among the trees. “Mayhem?” Brick asked softly as if he could read the temptation on my face.

Since long ago, her people have always fought with vampires, especially the events of a few days ago still left trauma inside Rena. She still imagined how the gaze of the bloodsucking creature looked at his face, with sharp fangs capable of tearing flesh and red-eye beads as if the beginning saw a deep obsession. "But all will be protected if Raven intervenes." Raven? Who's Raven? Ra ...  Raven ...  The man in the Black Hood as she is about to become a vampire meal.

"I saw the redhood today and I guess you need to know every detail about him..." Helen's scoff made Natalie paused because she could tell that this woman had doubts of she meeting with the redhood! "You're making a mistake, mrs Helen, and I would prove that to you!" Natalie concluded not wanting to pour out what she intended to. But she leaving today was certainly to prove to Helen that she would bring that redhood somehow to her. Helen watched Natalie untill she was out of sight, she gave a devious smile and suddenly a man in dark wears appeared before her.

"Whatever. You aren't as smart as you think you are. The sooner you go home the better." what? How dare he! "In the word of the Great Bob Marley, you're going to be tired to see my face." I shot back seething. What? Yes, I love reggae. Who the hell doesn't? In any case, I wasn't sure what song was appropriate for the scene that would play out before me. These idiots had no idea who they had before them. I haven't seen Jaxon's pack members in their wolf forms quite often, but going by what Halie said about Rider, and knowing that Jax was a red wolf, this had to be Oliver. Yeah, it was I realized, recognizing the scar down one of his eyes. If that mark didn't make him seem feral, I don't know

Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

Elf waiters made red moon inn unique. He held up the tiny shots to our faces with creepy smile. "No thanks, but we don't drink." Gwen declined politely. I quickly took a shot and downed it. Take one Gwen, it's a criteria for going through the door." I lied. The door was guarded by yet another pair of wolves. They were both huge. One of them had a scar running from across his left eye to his chin."I..I had no idea." She said. She was quite flustered as she complied and took a drink the elf handed out to her. Reluctantly she downed the bitter liquid and popped the cup back on the tray. I winked at the elf, he beamed slightly at me in return as he left.

he replied. I growled again, but this time Edmond had his own question. "Who is your leader?" “The Red King!” “Oh my God, he's someone I have to ask for help when the war comes," I remembered. "You can't take her.If your boss has a problem with this, he can come here himself and we'll talk about it! " replied Edmond with his same Alpha voice. "No! We taking her, whether you like it or not! ", yelled one of the Reds. They have advanced, and so have we.

She was picking berries that morning when she followed an unusual route going home. She eventually got lost and couldn't find her way back home. When suddenly, she heard some howling and hooting of the nocturnal birds. She was terrified. She was sixteen at that time and a newly menstruating teen. Every man's eyes were allured by her beauty, her charming smile and her lovely curves despite her young age. She also has a long voluminous blonde her and a red cape she often wears that was why she was called Red Riding Hood. Red means sinister.

Logan had been in there with that creepy guy for at least twenty minutes. I couldn’t really hear much because their voices were too low. I did hear that Logan had to go help this Armond guy next week. I don’t know what kind of business Armond does but it doesn’t seem like Logan was thrilled to see him. I know he made me feel uneasy and my gut feeling never lies to me. I was looking out the window when I heard Logan open the door. I turned to look at him and he had that beautiful smile that made me melt.