The woods series: Red Riding Hood

The woods series: Red Riding Hood

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Book #1 Werewolf The Woods series I walked in the woods enjoying nature. This is usually my get away from all the other teens my age who tends to trouble me. My grandma always tells me never to go into the woods because its dangerous. Me,being the stubborn person I am never listens. my feet sank in the snow as I walk. The breeze blew my cloak causing my hoodie to fall off showing my white hair. I vicious growl sound three t he woods as I looked up. Well... Shit. Why am I afraid? I shouldn't be. After all grandmother is a werewolf... **** All rights reserved. May contain inappropriate language. Story dedicated from 'Into the woods' and 'Little red riding hood' nothing in this story is copied from the movies above. This book is a series and will have 2 or more to follow after.
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Red is not your usual Hood. At twenty-one, she's not going to marry the Leader's son. She wants someone who loves her for her. So when Wolvric comes around, war might break out. ---- "My dear Red, what a beautiful voice you have." I whirled around, the voice behind me. It was a wolf. He had dark gray fur and gray-silver eyes. "Y-you talk?" I stammered, pressing my basket close to my body. "Of course my dear," He chided, his ears flicking. "Have any of you Hoods any brains?" He suddenly transformed into a human. A very handsome human. He had black hair like I did, but gray and white streaked through. His eyes were the same steely gray as before. He was draped in all black: tight black shirt and dark black jeans. "We transform between human and wolf, sweetie." His voice was smooth and deep, captivating me. "Don't call me sweetie," I hissed. "Ooh, feisty huh, Red?" (Editing. And new cover!)

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