A Wolf in her Way by Anna Katmore

Red Riding Hood learns that love isn't bound to a crown.

A wolf in her way

I’ve been gone from the woods for just two short days and suddenly, everyone’s super happy to see me again. Even Jack can’t seem to let me go.

The hard kiss he presses to my mouth is totally mistimed, though. Heck, what is he thinking? That he can stop me from finding my prince from the ball? He says I wouldn’t know love if it mowed me down with a coach…or something like that. Hah! I should teach him a few things about love.
I will go on this journey! He can come with me, or not.

Yo, Jack again… The farther we travel on, the deeper I drown in ogre shit. Why the hell did I have to ask Phillip to help me with the whole prince thing? Can we just start from scratch, please?

Genre: YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Fairy Tales & Folklore / Adaptations

Secondary Genre: YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Fantasy / General

Language: English

Keywords: Red Riding Hood, Fairy Tales, Romance, adventure, young adult, sweet

Word Count: 58.000

Sample text:

“I think…” Damn, what was I going to say? With Riley wrapped only in a towel, my mind has been zapped into a fucking stupor.

“It doesn’t matter what you think. I’ll go and see Prince Jacob anyway. He loves me!”

This is ridiculous! Dropping the dishtowel, I grab her wrist and move her pointing finger out of my face. “How do you know that?”

With a challenging glare, she lifts her chin, her voice a provocative drawl, “Because he kissed me.”

My teeth grit in frustration. As much as I love this girl, sometimes, she makes me want to bang my head against the wall. “You wouldn’t know love if it rode over you with a carriage drawn by ten horses!” Without thinking, I slip my hand to the back of her neck, yank her closer, and press a rough kiss to her mouth.

Stunned, Riley gasps against my lips. No passion there today. Of course. And why should there be, I’m not a prince, am I? When she finally falls out of her stiffness, she smacks me on the chest and shrieks, “Jack! You’re so…argh!” A deep frown slits her eyes. “Go home!”

My nostrils flare from breathing so hard, and my jaw works doggedly, but no words escape. Lips pressed together, I glare into her appalled eyes for several endless seconds. This girl understands exactly nothing! When her face remains hard as stone, I spin on my heels and stalk out the door. I slam it shut with so much force, the little cottage rattles from my frustration.


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German
Already translated.
Spanish
Already translated. Translated by Blanca Collazo
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