The Green Man Urban Legend Novels & Stories

“The last thing I want to hear from you today is that we have come here to enjoy some beer, coz you feel I am hallucinating or going crazy,” “Relax Ellie, I’m not that stupid or ludicrously jobless to think in that direction,” she shot back, as we moved towards the counter. The man diverted his attention towards us and nodded approvingly. He wrapped up his work and then gestured to accompany him to a door beside the counter. And I followed Judy, as we entered the room, my heart thumping with mystery and intimidation. A bright green light illuminated across the room emitting a deadly aura across the place. It was a small oblong room with two couches placed opposing each other and a tiny bulb

"Hey, what're you doing out here" Maeve lifted her head, staring at the smiling face of a man in his causal wears. "You might not remember, but I do recall seeing you and help a guy trace you. He came to you I think " Maeve observed him carefully from his head down to his sole of his feet. "Am Dr Green" She mouthed an oh. "What can I do for you " He took a sit beside her. "You shouldn't be here at this time, it isn't safe here"

“If I’m being honest, I’m not entirely sure if it’s real or just an old wives’ tale; some werewolves will say it’s real, and others will say that it’s just a legend. Either way, it’s an important story. You see, there was supposedly once an extremely rare, golden wolf that was spotted only once in the forest by a human. He was hunting for his village, long before humans knew about werewolves, and he had his bow drawn to shoot the wolf, thinking it was an elk -- but just as he was about to shoot, he realized that it was actually an enormous wolf. The wolf looked into his eyes, causing him to drop his bow and run back to his village. He told his entire village the story of the wolf and led the

I didn't move from my place watching what might be present in those bushes. The sound stopped and I let out a sigh of relief thinking whatever that was had gone. But I was wrong slowly a figure emerged from the bushes. A man. I couldn't make his face as he was standing in shadows. His body was well built he was a bulky man with a gym body. His eyes were the only thing I could see on his face. They were glowing with green color. Which reminded me of Austin because he had the same eyes as this stranger. I was so scared I didn't dare to move my body.

My arms totally dropped onto the ground where I was sitting motionlessly. A few seconds after that, I locked eyes with the man. His green eyes were almost pulling me right into him. I saw them twitch a bit, as for a moment I could swear that his whole eyes turned green— with no irises nor anything. And that seemed to have become my body's last straw as it totally gave up and I could feel my vision slowly turning into a pitch of darkness. However, before I passed out, I heard the man say something that made my growing light-headedness worse.

He replied, but I just gave him a wave of my hand in dismissal, going through the data from 35 years ago. He knew when to argue or when not. He sighed aloud, but I didn’t pay attention to him. I was searching for any clue that could lead me to that green-eyed man. The silhouette that we found in that clipping of the accident was standing in the dark. So, I believed Lauren that he is the same person whom she saw on the rooftop. That green-eyed man. A small, mocking smile tugged at the corner of my mouth when I didn’t find a thing about that research or anything related to those test subjects.

- I saw a legend there that interests me, the legend of Avenum, maybe you heard about it? - Hmm Avenum, the werewolf student of Urgor, who wrote the teaching "The Truth Residing in Us" * of course heard. Are you interested in werewolf tales? The man with the glasses said with a grin. - Oh no, what are you, I'm looking for facts proving the real existence of such creatures. Conrod looked at the books the stranger had. - I see you also hit history. - The stranger, adjusting his glasses, examined his books.

A girl immediately asked, “Which legend is that?” The rest of the people stopped walking as well and looked at him curiously. He cleared his tone and continued to speak in a mysterious manner, “It is said that there was a mass murder on Mount Septimus in the past, and many people were killed. Many lost souls will reveal themselves at midnight, and this phenomenon repeats itself day upon day. It has never stopped since the past few decades!” “F*ck.” Someone flipped him the bird in contempt immediately and said, “Enough with the b*llsh*t. Why are you still trying to prank others with your superstitious beliefs in this era, huh?”

said Borges softly but clearly heard by Vika and Viki who then said again; "Actually, who is the man in the green robe?" Said Viki then Borges and Vika were silent looking confused and thinking. "Is he the Legend ?" Borges said softly but was heard by Vika and Viki who then seemed to be looking at Borges. The two of them were still in a quandary about who the man in green clothes really was ! Is he the Legend or just someone else. … Anywhere else in the second world. Liem, who is still seen walking fast, is seen flying from one tree to another, followed by Lucifer Jr. behind him.

The front of the house looked as if it had never had a loving hand touch it as vines took over and crushed the shutters that sat outside the windows. I walked forward, trying my hardest to keep my face neutral as I knocked on the rotting door. I hoped Garren was right and that Vincent would help us. Especially if he knew who I was. I gripped the coin tighter as footsteps neared the doorway. Then, finally, the door swung open, and a tall green man with a mess of orange curls stepped out. His onyx eyes narrowed as he looked me up and down. “Looks like lunch has found its way to me today.” His voice was raspy. He licked his dry, cracked lips, reaching for us. I jumped back, preparing to fight i