Under Red Hood Novels & Stories

“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

They’ve been doing well and have gained the respect of their packs. “Avery it’s good to see you again,” says Alpha Vance. “You remember Katya? And my brothers mate, Becca?” “Yes, it’s good to see you all again. This is my mate, Haley. Standing over there are Nick, Ray and Harrison, her guards.” “The blood red wolf. It’s an honor to meet you,” says Katya. “You know what I am?” “Yes. It has spread across the country about the blood red wolf. Don’t be nervous about it. We don’t believe you have bewitched Avery,” Katya replies.

This place is not as normal as it's seen, it's guarded. I slowly open my eyes and this time a visible glass wall from around the fountain and inside standing a woman wearing a red hood, smiling chilling in my way, it raises goosebumps over my skin in anticipation of what's about to come next…

Media is also there for a live coverage asking questions with CEO's of different companies and business delegates and add agencies. I don't know anyone here, it seems like I'm lost in this artificial world. There is a woman who is wearing red hot dress, revealing almost everything, I can't see her face clearly cause a tall man is blocking her face. So I went more nearer to her, she is none other than rosy, and the tall man is Mr. Alexander Hamilton. They both looked at me at the same time, I did not move to anywhere, I just stand there looking at them.

They were incredibly rich and the Manor is a living proof to that. Though they were elites, the Reds and their loyal subjects were knit-tight and they all look at Henry as their leader for a good reason. He is the Alpha of the Red Manor, one of the five strongest packs that existed in the country and Henry’s condition was still a mystery both to Francis and the rest. He woke up one day feeling so ill and it spiraled downhill from there.

the red hoodie said and patted Alpha Alvin on his shoulders, while Alpha Alvin's head bent downwards as he looked slightly at the red hoodie as he walked towards the table. Red hoodie suddenly picked up an iron rod which was resting on the table, before walking back to Alvin. "This is a payback for being such an annoyance all through my life for the past ten years," red hoodie said while pointing the iron rod at Alvin, and immediately, he began using it to hit Alpha Alvin's chest with all his strength, before kicking down the chair that Alvin was tied to, making him and the chair fall to the ground, while he continued flogging Alvin with the iron rod.

Aria’s POV Her lustrous wavy copper-red hair spilled out of the hood of her cloak and flowed down to her shoulders, contrasting the dark heavy cloak she had on. Her bright emerald green eyes gleamed with an unreadable expression as they stared into mine, with the hint of a smile tilting her blood-red lips.

On cue, men with weapons, with the same tattoos emerged from the shadows. My eyes widened when I realized what their tattoos means. It's an arrow and a sword depicted together with a gothic letter R in the middle. These men are rebels! "The master will love this. Let's bring them to our hideout. Take them to the wagon," one of the rebels ordered. "NO!" I shrieked and elbowed the man who was holding me on my left arm. He lost his grip on me as he fell to his knees. He was clutching his stomach while grunting in pain. I shifted my haze to Ayla and I saw how she tried to free herself from the men. She succeeded which made the rebels frantic and furious.

"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.

He was completely exhausted as he crashed down on a vacant chair. His phone rang again abruptly. He brought out his phone to see who the caller was, his phone ID showed 'Mr. Red.' Mr. Red was one of the most loyal friend to Vladimir and after a war with werewolves years ago, Mr. Red had volunteered to be in charge of the regional secret house here in Los Angeles.