Urban Legend 2 Novels & Stories

“It’s okay ... he’s legit ... I recruited him myself ... he’s going to help me sweep these fuckers off our grid.” Shadow paused for a moment when his eyes met Xander’s cold stare. Then he looked at Joey. “It’s the Russian, man. They’re selling their goodies at a lower price to get some families to take on their supplies ... and one of the families had already made a deal with them ... they’re not saying names ... but words on the streets are it’s the Veronese,” he whispered the name in the end. “Are you sure?” Joey emphasized. Shadow nodded, “Yeah, I asked around by the dock where the Russian boat is parked ... I even saw one of the Veronese’s boys go in and party with the Russkies.”

Sometimes I feel very sad that I I can't fly myself... —suddenly I blurted out. — Do you want to fly?—Scott asked. — Well... I don't really know what I want. I still can't decide on it. I've never thought about my desires. We are limited in this regard.— I opened the bag that I threw in the kitchen yesterday without looking.— Hah! Toys! Let's see what's here and for whom...— On a large bag with long laces there was a sign of a shield and a square made of swords - we have such an Ultima sign. It's like a cross for mortals for us.

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An image of large trucks carrying logs ala Final Destination style popped into my mind. My curiosity got the better of me so I searched where that sound came from. Somebody might be injured and needed help. I just can't walk away from that like I didn't notice anything. I ran towards the direction where the sound of explosion came from. Just a few blocks away from me, I saw some weird vehicle-like object emitting a blue light. As I approached closer, I realized it was cube-shaped and covered in strange drawings all around. The carvings were glowing in blue. The thing was jet-black and looked metallic.

He just looked at her, bow still drawn, arrow still nocked, and held her gaze the way a hunter holds a target it hasn’t decided whether to release. Jade’s heart slammed once, hard, against her ribs. And then, very slowly, Lucien smiled and let the arrow fly. *Thank you for reading! If you're enjoying the story so far, I'd love to hear your thoughts in the comments. 💛*

He nudged her knees with his foot until she made a noise of protest and then grudgingly shifted half an inch. “Just need ten minutes of doomscrolling before I doom‑sleep,” he said. “Romantic,” she muttered, eyes still on her own screen. He smirked and opened a browser. An article about urban legends melted into a link roundup about horror web serials. He clicked one without thinking, thumb lazy. The site that loaded wasn’t flashy. Plain white background. Black text. Username at the top: **InkAndAshes**. Title: **SURVIVAL GAME – EPISODE 1: THE BUS**

"Barely." ​"It’s 4:59, sir," I replied, stepping forward and placing the silver flash drive on the polished mahogany surface. "The edit is complete." ​Luke finally looked up. His eyes were sharp, scanning me with a clinical detachment that made me want to shrink. He reached for the drive, his fingers brushing against mine for a fleeting second. I felt a jolt—a phantom spark of the connection we once had—but his expression didn't change. He plugged the drive into his computer, the silence in the room stretching until it felt suffocating.

I smiled around a mouthful of pancakes at that. "--Word got out about the Seer's revelation, and everyone's pretty much shaken up. They're counting on you and Vaughan now to find this vampire Link." With effort, I swallowed down the pancakes, feeling an invisible weight descend on my shoulders. I thought aloud, "The land of Queens, where the hell's that?" Nayla supplied not so helpfully, "Maybe a place where Queens live...?" At my flat look, she asked, "Would it help if I brought you a globe?"

Pick black only the small circle of Roman’s flashlight shining on the ground. When Roman was about twenty miles away from the military base, he started to rub the blanket that Mia had used onto trees. Continuing with the road he continuously rubbed the blanket onto any objects that he spotted. Doing this for about ten miles. Arriving at a river he thought of taking two pieces of wood and tying it together. He then tied the blanket onto the wood float. Letting it float down the river.

"Princess Jessy?" Aron's brows furrowed in confusion. However, Yura didn't reply, she continued to smile at Jessy. A happy glint appeared on his face. "I really don't understand all this, Mother. Please give an explanation. Don't make us confused about this," said Aron. Yura calmly then looked at his son. "In the red kingdom there is a prophecy that has appeared for a dozen years. A prophecy about the arrival of a princess who will win a war. Right at the age of seventeen the princess will come to this place. helper to the werewolf nation in the red kingdom."