Bloody Mary Urban Legend Novels & Stories

31st December, 1998 Undisclosed location James Roberts What have I gotten myself into?, I knew that name somewhere- JG. Joel Gustav, the most notorious crime boss in the whole of America. How on earth do I tell the first lady that her daughter is with the most feared crime boss. If he knew I was investigating him, he'll have my head faster than I can say my name. What do I do?. I was left with only one option and with that, I picked up my phone.

Her skin seemed colder. Her lips were a bit blue and appeared to be a bit of blood inside her nostrils. My body shook with fear. Widened eyes refused to unseen the view. My heart leaped into my throat as I shrunk back and stood there voiceless. "She died seventy years ago, but even today, her blood flows out of her vein proves this place is cursed." His words throbbed inside me. I left with nothing but a numb body when he explained further.

he warned. Day Two: Achi lost consciousness during training. When he woke, his eyes were pitch black, and his voice echoed like two beings speaking at once. “He’s merging,” Marcus whispered. “With what?” Ava asked. He didn’t answer. Day Three: Ava saw her mother again—this time not in a vision, but in a dream too vivid to be false. “When the Blood Moon rises, you will either become her… or end everything,” her mother said before fading into mist.

he boasted forgetting himself until Jared sent a skinned deer leg his way, it hit him hard on the head Groaning in pain, he ran away from them in pursuit of clean water to clean up the bloody slab Mary ran after him but stopped and faced the real culprit, who had returned to his task and was now removing whatever hair was left “He was trying to tell me something, isn’t it? And I don’t believe the fact that you got all this blood on you from killing just these two deer’s, just how much blood is in a deer? The bloodstains on your clothes smell like humans Jared? Are you truly a killing beast like they say?” Mary asked fearfully her face ashen

She would tell everyone she met that she was Feather Group’s young madam. Years later, a horrifying legend about a deformed female ghost started spreading in Tacoma City. There was a city in Celestial Empire named Tacoma City. Here, they had a popular myth about a disfigured female ghost. Whenever children cried at night, they would stop crying for three days when they heard about it! Back home, Frankie had showered ten times before he finally felt less nauseous. However, when he recalled the scenes of himself fooling around with Hilary, he couldn’t resist throwing up again.

The smaller half would be diced and mixed into water for the whole family. What I got was just a few tiny bits, and they were always lost in the water before I could even taste them. I looked at the red fruit and wanted to say I couldn’t eat it since I was already dead. However, I didn’t say it. Mary knew. She just wanted to do it, the way I would have wanted her to. That night, Mary sat beside the urn and told many stories from my puphood. “I still remember when you were three,” she said, her voice rough like sandpaper.

Margaret said. Mary sighed. For years she has been trying to get this idea out of the young woman's mind, but it seems to be impossible. She's impossible. Living forever in the darkness, being held hostage of the night, it wasn't a pleasant thing. But Mary– she's not a pureblood vampire. She was transformed after her father, Julios Van Helsing, sold her to the blood-suckers. Her buyer wanted her to use her as a sex toy, but her human body couldn't take it, so he turned her and forced her to live in the darkness.

"I'm looking for information about the town's history, particularly anything unusual or supernatural." She peered at me over her glasses, her eyes narrowing. "You're not the first one to come asking about that, you know. There's an old legend that's been passed down through generations. Some say it's just a tale, but others believe there's truth to it." My curiosity piqued, and I leaned closer, eager for any tidbit of information. "What legend?" "The legend of the Silverwood Curse," she whispered, her voice tinged with a mixture of caution and excitement. "It's said that those afflicted by the curse turn into vicious beasts under the light of the full moon. They become... werewolves."

Mary huffed angrily. Damon tilted his head slightly,” not just wolves you know.” “What? Why do you mean not just wolves? What else is there?” Mary looked at Damon as though he was truly insane. “Well vampires, witches, warlocks and elves… mind you most of them are almost extinct except for those damn vampires… those ones just multiply quicker than we can exterminate them.” Mary laughed and laughed. “Oh and my fairy-godmother is going to swoop in and turn me into a princess to right?” She shook her head… ‘he really must be crazy” she thought.

She turned towards the bar, trying to ignore the feeling of eyes penetrating her back. Mary circled round to Summer "You heard the latest from here? The reason why Jake wants to come here so much?" Summer looked at her perplexed "No ... what?" Summer responded "Just some really weird shit happening in this place. I have no idea why we are in this backwater. Could of gone into the city but we are here. So weird" Summer looked at Mary who staring directly at her. "What weird stuff?" "Locals said about screams in the night, dark shadows in their houses... just the most randow weird shit"