Hanako San Urban Legend Novels & Stories

They both take a seat there and he continues- “Now then we were speaking about the ‘Akaname’, right?” “It was the ‘Tenjo kudari’.” says Ayame while correcting him. “Yes, the ‘Tenjo kudari’ as you told us about. Could you describe it from your point of view just so I know that you two saw the same thing?” “Sure. It was quite huge, had a long neck and had a creepy smile as it played doll house with the two of them.” “Hm! Okay! We definitely messed up one thing brat. The fact that it wasn’t a licker but a hanger.

Hana smiled triumphantly, staring at the meat package in her hand. Did Delldora think that Hana would immediately give up when she found out that Lohan's shop was closed?. Perhaps Delldora imagined Hana would be roaming the city to find a butcher shop this early. But, who would have thought that the god of luck would be kind to Hana and bring her aunt Fang? 'Ah, should I put something in this meat?' Evil thoughts began to roam through Hana's head. She even imagined what if she threw this meat at Delldora as soon as it arrived. Haha, but of course Hana wouldn't do that.

Hanny was vastly devastated this time around. “What should we do! What should we do! The cracks are growing wider and wider!” Evania got drowned deeper and deeper within her panic, fear, and also agitation. “There must be something which we can do! Something! There must be something, Friends...” suggested Sumico, walking here and there at her spot. “What’s that, Sumico?” asked Hanny and Evania simultaneously, also within their panic, fear, and anxiety. “According to the urban-legend and so-called ‘myth’, based on the crucial essential pictures engraved on the gigantic stone on the sacred hill, our three drops of blood...”

•° S P O I L E R S °• • The fun fact is... that total number of the packs (20) is equal to the real age of the main character..!! • And the number of main packs (03) is equals to the number of breeds (03) that crossed to give birth to the owner of the lime light here...!!!

On the seventh level the wind slash became more vast and fast killing more of the magudo tribe that has been trying to retreat. Uncle fang slowly coalesced out of thin air beside Ankara that was covered in silk, he was about telling Ankara to surrender so they plan for something later when they heard a voice. "hope I didn't miss the show a fourteen years old teenager said as a lot of the magudo warriors only turn to see the boy that was picked just some days ago. "this!" uncle fang who has appeared behind Ankara to tell her to surrender or retreat screamed as he became alarmed. "what?" Ankara asked, she has let the silk only protect her forefront when she noticed uncle fang coalesced besides

Jones stared at Claire as she whispered, “What happened next?” Suddenly, she was a little girl again. He used to tell her scary stories about werewolves, vampires, fae, and warlocks. May hated it, but he couldn’t say no when his little niece looked up at him with big eyes and asked so politely for a story. He would always stopped at the climax, sighed dramatically, and say that it’s too scary. She would grab his hand and say she wasn’t scared, that she would be brave. She would ask, so excited, “What happened next?”

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.

Taro Akano showed a calm expression as if he was playing cat and mouse game. “The high and mighty legend of Country H’s military force, a living myth, is not that great after all! “Young Master Thompson overestimates you! “Even though your previous achievements on the battlefield have made me see you as a monster, none of this has meaning any longer. “If I kill you right now, there will be nothing left. “The legend of Country H will be gone forever! “The Island Nations will rise again, and no one will be able to stop us!”

I stared ahead but paid attention to their conversation. "So what's this prophecy?" Jissa in her normal inquisitive nature, asked. "When Silver meets Gold, when White meets black," Miranda replied and I could almost hear what was going on in Jissa's mind. "How's that a prophecy? So incomplete, in my books," she said. "What would happen if these colors or stones meet each other?" She added to my amusement. My best friend could be a clown sometimes. "That's when the great war of the supernaturals would happen," Miranda broke it and I stopped abruptly.