Red Hood Novels & Stories

he growled, reaching to grasp the front of the jacket and lift the person off the floor, pressing whoever it was hard against the wall of the trailer. He heard a soft gasp as he used his free hand to whip off the hood, revealing a young woman, her red hair matted down from the hood, her face puffy and bruised. One eye was completely swollen shut, while the other, the most piercing shade of green, stared back at him in stark terror. "Holy shit," he muttered, gently setting her down on what he realized were bare feet. "Are you okay? How did you get in here?"

I snarl, my jaw elongating into a muzzle, fangs glinting. She smiles. “I should think the red hood would give it away. But trauma makes things fuzzy. I’m the Red One. The head of the Riding Hoods. And I need you to come with us.” “I’m not going anywhere.” Her expression softens into mock pity. “I do wish you’d rethink that. I’d hate to hurt your mother.” “LET HER GO!” I roar, my claws gleaming in the dim light. “I swear on the Crone’s Dagger—I will not harm your mother if you come with me.”

Didn't he, like her, feel their bond vibrate when they were close to each other? He took her hands to reassure her and raised his head to the sky: "Goddess of the Moon, give me strength." Finally, he looked again into the eyes of his soul mate: " Manu, descendant of the clan of the Ancient Augustine. I officially introduce myself, Alpha Harry of the Red Moon, who has come to protect the human under the protection of the Council. Emmanuelle opened her eyes and looked at him in horror: "The red wolf..." she whispered in terror. She was finally aware of her beloved's flaming hair, his stature, and especially the acronym of the Council embroidered on his shirt. "The Vampire Reaper."

"Sir, it seems you forgot about the red ghost." Liam, who had just heard about it from the flat owner, suddenly lost his temper. “Tony, I'm not going to listen to superstitions anymore. So, stop!” Roy interrupted. “Red ghost is a female werewolf who has hypnotic abilities. They can even possess the bodies of the men she met before.” This is the first time Amora heard him speak at length. He turned to Apollo. "Does Candy have it?" Apollo nodded, making Liam glare as he remembered something. Only Amora was confused here.

responded Helen, who had froze in disbelief before getting excited in the next second. Helen felt immense joy! She was almost jumping with happiness and acted a bit strangely in the office shortly after hearing the statement from her supervisor. The reason for the girl with the full name "Helen Marvelyn Anwar" to act like that was because she had longed to study in Japan. However, due to financial reasons, she had to put her dreams on hold. Even so, Helen never gave up! She continued to search for a way to make her dreams come true, even though she had become an orphan after losing both of her parents in an accident just as she was about to start high school.

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.

I've never enjoyed shopping for clothes for obvious reasons, but today I was loving it. We went to so many stores and I bought some clothes, not as risky as Cynthia was pointing out but some that I know Braddock will like. When we returned to the border and seen a moving truck we were surprised. I got out seeing Braddock at the border talking to a beautiful red headed woman. As I approached her words hit me like a sledgehammer to the gut, "I am the fucking Luna and this pup in my womb is yours Brad," her voice screamed.

The off-white gown she wore switches to red crimson and her face now partly covered with a hood. Her lips were red, her nails red and there was nothing that that didn't have a touch of red except her skin. He narrowed his eyes at her as he seems quite confused. Why couldn't she tell it to this face? He could see these soldiers had created hues in their palms and he could tell they weren't just ordinary wolves but hybrid. "Can't you see Evander, I'm just perfect in these things, do you think I'd let you go after the humiliation?" Her voice screeches at him as he growl at her.

Ryle calmly asked, raising her brow. “Who are you to question?” Bruce growled. He’s one of our more traditional males who believes that women aren’t made to fight. They are made to be seen and not heard. Ryker bristled at Bruce’s comment. “My name is Ryker RedFang and she,” he pointed to his sister, “is my sister, Ryle RedFang and we are RedFang Defense, your Elite warrior trainers and my sister is your future Luna.” he smirked.

He may have ordered the ropes removed from my wrists, but the heavily armed guards stationed right outside my door haven't moved an inch. Before I can fully process my surroundings, I find myself standing inside the attached bathroom. While the older woman, whose name I still don't even know, busies herself with adjusting the temperature of the bathwater, I step closer to the mirror and force myself to look at my reflection. The sight is horrifying. My hair is a chaotic, tangled nest, completely dry and devoid of life. My complexion is terrifyingly pale, cast in a ghostly, sickly tint, underscored by deep, dark purple hollows beneath my eyes. My lips are severely chapped, the dry skin peelin