We Got That Hood Love Novels & Stories

I look at my neck. “There’s only like three Kiss. It’s a good thing you’ll have professionals that can cover it tomorrow” He smirks. “I’m gonna murder you. Give me your hoodie” I hold my hand out. “What? Why?” He whines. “You left these, I get your hoodie to cover them” I cross my arms. He huffs, handing it to me. “Thanks. Now help me” I throw it over my head. “Okay, you should be good “ He fixes my hair.

It was a peaceful night for all and I know that it is a shifting night- which means many werewolves will be roaming around. I left the Palace with a hoodie on, it was not just a hoodie. One of my wizard friend casted magic on it...it's basically my source of protection. It is a black knitted hoodie that once I put on, made me invisible...like any other magic, it is for limited time only and my Hoodie has a 24 hours magic capacity. It was night. "Good night King Uncle." He went and kiss me in mu forehead. "Goodnight baby. Don't stay up too late, we will going to see your cousin's engagement tomorrow."

A man in a black hoodie and jeans. Weird choice for a rooftop pool, buddy. Before I can react, a strong hand shoves me, guiding me—no, forcing me—toward a secluded corner. My heart slams into my ribs. "What the hell, man? You could’ve—" But the words die in my throat. Because the guy in the hoodie yanks down his cap. Pulls off his bandana. Revealing dark eyes. Dark hair. And a grin. "Surprise, surprise.”

A jolt shot through me, quick and sharp, sending involuntary shivers cascading down my spine. Alpha Rex — the Alpha of the Black Hood Pack. Everything about him, his presence, his reputation, even his pack, screamed danger. The Black Hood Pack wasn’t just known for its darkness and secrecy, it thrived on it. Their entire existence was cloaked in shadows and silent threats.

Leo had just turned back to mutter something to Cole when someone bumped into him causing him to spill his drink. Damn!! It was red wine and his white shirt got stained. To be continued... Guys, who do you think Leo had bumped into?

Saying that, she too remembers it, she blushed badly, and Lauren watched her, good gracious, how could just one girl drive the monster crazy, bringing him out of his suit of hate to that of love, crazy how hate turns love. "Stop being silly." "I am not the only silly one, you blushing too." "Let me be." She hurried to take her seat, and as soon as she sat Lauren grabbed the mic, they were instrumentalists there, and he serenaded her with Treat You Better by Shawn Mendes. [I'll stop time for you. The second you say you'd like me to. I just wanna give you the love that you're missing. Baby, just to wake up with you.

My heart ached slightly at the mention of Ivy, but there was peace in my chest now. Mira, standing quietly beside me, noticed the momentary shadow that passed my face and placed a hand on my arm. Hood, ever the jester in disguise, suddenly cleared his throat, his grin morphing into a solemn smile. "I know you're all thinking about Ivy," Hood said, addressing the unspoken grief in the room. "She was my mate, yes, and I loved her in a way I can't put into words… but don’t worry about me." He raised an eyebrow mischievously, "If ever I need a good cry, I’d much rather cling to Mira’s bosom. It should be comforting. And soft."

I sighed. “Then we have to make sure he doesn’t see you,” I said, already moving to the closet. I had no idea what Ava owned, so I just grabbed the biggest, darkest thing I could find: a faded black hoodie with holes in the cuffs and what looked like a burn mark on one shoulder. “Put this on. Keep the Hood up, and your head down. If you don’t want to see anyone, we’ll find a path where you won’t.” She stared at the hoodie like it was a snake. The phone buzzed again, and this time she stuffed it deep in her pocket, still not answering. I wondered what it was like to be so wanted and so unable to answer the call.

A brand new gray Wexford Rugby hoodie was draped over his broad shoulder. "You brought me a new hoodie?" I was surprised. Some girls consider a quality hoodie as good as an engagement ring. I may be one of those girls. "You can't buy this one at the bookstore, it's a team one but I nabbed you an extra," he said. I swooned. "It's going to be chilly but wear your party clothes under because we're headed back to the rugby house afterwards," he continued. I was grinning like an idiot. "Thank you, see you at the game," I said. He walked out the door, past Jenny who was matching my idiot grin with her own. As soon as he was gone, Jenny shrieked.

Leah echoed. "That man in a hoodie," Kitty answered. Leah sucked a mouthful of smoke and exhaled. "He was my lover."