- Little Red Hood Riding... — -rkprime- Angela White

What lay beyond the door was a world unlike any Little Red Riding Hood had ever seen. A world of ancient magic, hidden desires, and forbidden pleasures.

Suddenly, Hunter stopped and turned to face Little Red Riding Hood. "We're not alone in these woods," he whispered, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

Little Red Riding Hood's curiosity got the better of her, and she nodded eagerly. Hunter smiled, took her hand, and led her through the door.

Hunter smiled, revealing a hint of mischief in his eyes. "I know the woods like the back of my hand. I can help you find your way."

"I'm on my way to visit my sick grandmother," Little Red Riding Hood replied, trying to sound brave.

One day, Little Red Riding Hood's mother asked her to take a basket of freshly baked cookies to her sick grandmother who lived on the other side of the forest. Little Red Riding Hood set off on her journey, wearing her signature red hooded cloak and carrying the basket.

"Where are you headed, little one?" Hunter asked, his voice low and husky.