Red Hood Red Hood Novels & Stories

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.

“A Redcap is a type of goblin. Bloodthirsty, vicious creatures who roam ruins and forests. They kill frequently and brutally, dipping their caps in the blood of their victims. They have to. If the blood on their cap dries, they die. That particular tale stuck in her mind and she decided that she would become a type of Redcap. She took one of her grandmother’s traveling cloaks. One that her grandmother often wore when riding. One that had a hood. And she dipped the cloak in the blood of the wolf. And she became The Red One. “She gathered witches to her cause, turning them against the werewolves in their villages and towns. All wore riding cloaks. All dipped their hoods in the bloo

"Who are you?" Footsteps approach me, and a chuckle sounds right next to me. Someone clears their throat and speaks up: "You can call me Leader Dirk." No, it can't be. This isn't my father-he wouldn't give me to the wolves. He trained me, he created everything I have become, and he'd never give up, especially since he knows I'm the only one who can make his dreams come true. A hand grabs the hood over my head and rips it off. Then, he takes off the blindfold I didn't notice before, grabs me by the hair, and forces me to face the man I tried to escape. "And now, let me introduce you to the one you have all been dying to meet. I proudly present to you the Red Riding Hood, or as you know her, m

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.

Forcing herself to relax, she glanced at the line of straight white birches, forming the boundary of the woods she was about to enter. Her obsidian eyes were fixated on that deer’s corpse, the pale red settling into the white resembling the same shade as her cloak. A wolf had come this way…ventured too near the village it seemed. They had been quite bold for the past couple of days…especially since the last full moon…could the legends be true? No! She wouldn’t let ominous thoughts plague her mind…not when there was a daring journey to undertake. She wrapped herself tightly in her cloak, closing the gap from where a chill penetrated. The long-braided hair was settled behind her back, some of

He felt his vision blurring and his eyes darken around the edge as he crumbled onto the ground, unmoving. The man holding the metal bat pulls it back. He slowly pulls his hoodie away from his face, revealing his blonde hair and his bright smile as he looks down on Mark’s crumbled form on the pavement, “tsk tsk tsk who would have thought that the famous rogue would be such a weakling?”

"Now I want you to really think about what you are going to do, because that was my last warning. I will not tolerate your insolence. Do you want him to die?" I shake my head, my voice low and broken. "Please don't hurt him, I'll obey." he runs his fingers down the side of my face gently, wiping away the tears. "That's a good girl, if you eat this porridge I have bright, I'll unchain you. How about that?" "who are you?" I whisper, looking into his green eyes. he smells like a rogue, but also not like a rogue. It was confusing. "I'm Drax stone. The leader of the rogues, their alpha as some say." He says with pride, "I have allowed myself to build the biggest army that any pack has even seen w

Jangling can be heard as she maneuvers it and then reveals a harness that she had been wearing, full of a multitude of weaponry that is both impressive and scary. As she puts it down, a glint flashes in my direction and the shine is so bright, it can only mean one thing, her blades are made of silver. Silas allows his nails to elongate into claws, and crouches down ready to attack, Red simply stares back at him, still wearing her cloak. "You may remove your cloak if you wish, Red." "Thank you, Alpha Hades, but I prefer to keep it on. My identity must remain unknown, and I hope that you will respect that."

Before they started, while he was trying in the movie CD, she went to his room to check up the wardrobe. "Just few clothes" she heaved a sigh. She checked through it and was glad to have found two hoodies in there. One was black and had the word 'Jerk' written at the back of it while the other was gray and had a black and gray embroidery with the word 'Sexy Boy' She laughed silently while thinking of which to pick. She picked the first one and wore it. The hoodie smelt like him. She sniffed it till when he had caught her in the act.

His teeth clashing, he glanced at the hooded man and kept walking. He had had enough. The man kept doing whatever he wanted and if not for the seal that he had placed on her, would she be like this, where he had to watch his mate having her blood sucked right out before him. Every time the hooded man, let’s call him Red, drank from her, he felt like his heart was being torn into shreds. The man touched his wife and ate from her, something that no warm-blooded werewolf would accept from their mate.