Stormborn Predator

Lightning cracks the sky above the cursed forest, illuminating the reborn Red Riding Hood as she reclines on a rain-slicked fallen log—untouched by the storm's fury, yet born from it.

Her crimson cloak billows like a banner of blood in the howling wind, soaked and heavy, clinging to every dangerous curve. Black lace corset and torn fishnets glisten with raindrops that trace paths down scarred, powerful thighs. Glowing amber eyes burn through the downpour, sharp wolf fangs flashing in a defiant, seductive snarl as thunder echoes her unchained power. Clawed hands rest casually, ready to strike, while embers from a nearby fire dance in the gale.

This is no fragile girl caught in the rain.
She is the storm—wild, electric, and merciless.

The wolf fears her now.
The woods bow to her.
And any traveler foolish enough to seek shelter will find only teeth and temptation.

In this Darkly Ever After, Red does not run from the tempest.
She summons it, revels in it, and emerges stronger—forever the sovereign of shadow and thunder.

Step into her rain...
if you crave the bite.