Little Red Hood

Angela Black’s Collection

In No Particular Order

Angel Fairy Tales – Volume One:

Cinderella is the Belle of the Ball

Little Red Hood

Sleeping with the Beauty

Pussy in Boots

Angel Fairy Tales – Volume Two:

Alice in Wanderlust

Rapunzel’s Curlies

The Emperor’s Clotheless

Hansel on Gretel

Angel Romance:

Tears of an Angel

Rock ‘n’ Rolled

Riptide

Selena Knows Best

Angel Erotica:

On a Wing and a Prayer

Strip Searched

Swingers Squared

Angel’s Do It Better

Angel Fantasy:

Oh, Fiddlesticks

Winter Wanderland

A Siren’s Song

Fool’s Gold

Angel Kabuki:

A Tale of Two Brothers

Dynasties

Walking on Water

Birds of a Feather

Angel Horror:

Around the World in One Day

Dead Men Walking

Wolfman in Sheep’s Clothing

My Block

Angel Fairy Tales:

These fairy tales are a collection of short stories based upon the heartwarming tales we’ve grown accustomed to. While not for the faint of heart, these stories are meant to titillate and bring a spicy atmosphere that will leave you both touched and aroused. Be warned, these tales are often much more akin to the darker tales they originated from.

Little Red Hood:

Something is stalking Red through the woods, an unseen silhouette that dances in the shadows and forces her on a harrowing path of self-realization and sacrifice. If she hopes to make it home alive, she needs to act quickly before everything unravels around her.

Warning: This eBook contains graphic violence, coarse language and sexual intercourse.
 
Adults only.
 
Word Count: 5643.

Table of Contents

Little Red Hood

Angela Black

Chapter One

Silhouettes and Shades

Chapter Two

A Night She’ll Never Forget

Chapter Three

Paranormal Problems

Chapter Four

Carnal Solutions

Excerpt from

Cinderella is the Belle of the Ball

Chapter One

Little Red Hood

Angela Black

Silhouettes and Shades

Red traveled through the forest under the cover of night. The trail she traversed was worn out and barely visible beyond the thick fog that shrouded her way. She cursed herself for her foolishness and hurried onward.

She was headed home and had misjudged the time it would take her to get there. A careless decision it turned out as she was left alone in the darkened woods without a flame to light her path.

She could hear things, awful things, ones best not revealed. Their nails clicked against the stones on the ground and their silhouettes skipped along behind the tree line.

“Get a hold of yourself, Red,” she whispered under her breath. “It’s just some fauna, nothing more.”

Regardless of what she’d told herself, Red quickened her pace and found she was beginning to believe in the ghost stories she’d heard at a child. Awful stories about monsters that roamed the woods at night and ate anyone imprudent enough to venture outside once the moon had risen to prominence.

The elders of Korban would speak of ghouls, goblins and lizard men that would rise from their dank dungeons and hunt the living. She always thought of it was nothing more than silly superstition to scare the young children into servitude and keep them locked indoors at night. Those thoughts were a luxury she could no longer afford as the clicking of nails on stone and wood drove her to a darker place—a place where the unseen horrors of Hell walked on her plane.

The creatures were no longer mere fairy tales for her to reflect on. They had entered her realm and threatened her existence.

“Grandmother’s on her own next month,” Red said with a few expletives thrown over her shoulder in the direction of the town she’d just some from. She ran her fingers through her luscious red hair that cascaded down her back and to the small of her back and turned her attention back towards the path in front of her.

She had been visiting her grandmother every month since she’d entered the age of maturity. Not once, in all that time, had she been careless enough to be caught outside after night had fallen.

The sound of a branch snapping caused Red to hike up her charcoal gown and start a mad dash towards her home. It was still miles away, and not a distance she could run easily, but there was little else she could think of doing.

Her heart was fluttering and her thighs quivering, but she pushed past the pain and hurried down the trail, kicking up dust and stone in her wake. The sounds of a beast snorting reassured Red that her fears had been well placed and she could begin to see its dark silhouette as it chased along beside her. The monster was much larger than her and it took the beast little effort to barrel on ahead of her and strafe around her.

It was stalking her, waiting for her to make a mistake and devour her whole. She wasn’t about to give it the pleasure of an easy kill, however, and left her shoes behind to get better traction.

Her added speed seemed to matter little as far as her stalker was concerned. She could hardly breathe through her exasperated lungs and quick flashes of the life she’d leave behind.

There was her mother and young sister to think of, and a few young gentlemen she’d cavort around town with. She wasn’t a prude by any stretch of the imagination, and the thought of never again feeling a man’s touch was almost as heart wrenching as seeing her family again.

As she passed through a glade in the middle of the forest, Red captured a glance of the creature that tailed her. While still mostly masked behind shadows, she could see it was a massive creature, thrice her size and tearing up the ground behind with its elongated claws. It snarled and snapped its jaws, with teeth glistening in the moonlight and spewing saliva in all directions. Blood was on its mind, of that she was certain.

Red tried to keep her speed, but the pain was excruciating and each breath came harder to push through her pursed lips. The sweat was seeping into her eyes, blurring her vision and making it impossible to spot the small crooks in the road. She could feel herself slowing, tiring, and ready to give in to the unyielding pain that had overtaken her.

Her foot became lodged in an overturned root and Red came crashing down against the road dirt pathway. With her leg twisted and in searing agony, she cried out in pain and cursed the gods for their cruelty.

She’d never been a bad person, never done a bad deed, and always made sure the ones closest to her were well accounted for—even when it meant traveling through a haunted forest in the middle of the night. That’s the kind of person she was, and now it’d be the death of her.

Suddenly, the rustling of the trees ceased and she was left alone, in a complete and eerie silence. Red knew all too well that the creature was still out there, waiting to make its pounce, and she searched through the tree line with hopes of spotting the creature.

A guttural roar from the beast ended the stillness of the night and shook all the foliage from the fury of a two ton beast. Red looked up and saw an enormous grizzly bear, reared on its hind legs and frothing at the mouth.

This was it, she thought, the moment her life was going to come to an end.

“No regrets,” she told herself with wavering lower lips. “I enter the next life with the strength I left this one. You’ll not rob me of that, foul creature.”

Chapter Two

Little Red Hood

Angela Black

A Night She’ll Never Forget

Red stared up at the creature’s jagged teeth and saw a reflection of what her life had amounted to. It wasn’t much, but she could feel confident she’d left this world a small fraction better than entered it. In the end, it was all she ever could’ve wished for.

Those thoughts were short lived, however, and her attention was drawn back towards the snarling beast in front of her. The ground shook under the weight of its imposing frame and locked Red to the trembling ground.

Too tired to move, too winded to breathe, and too discouraged to think straight. Red was in no position to mount any form of defense against the enraged beast and knew her time on this world would be ending soon.

She closed her eyes and shrunk in fear, something she’d never believe herself capable of. Red was a strong, proud woman who’d never shied from a fight. These were inimitable circumstances, however, and she found herself unable to cope with her impending demise.

 
Just when she’d finally given up on any hope of salvation, a thunderous cracking noise could be heard in the distance and within seconds, a gust of wind brought Red’s awareness back towards the rampaging bear.