Urban Legend Bloody Mary Cast Novels & Stories

Bloody Mary curtseyed at Frank, leaping toward him as she bowed, stabbing her butterfly knife at his throat. Frank dodged it easily, caught her wrist, and squeezed. There was an audible crack as her wrist broke, and she dropped on one knee, gritting her teeth in agony. "Haven't you heard? The stranger your weapon, the faster you die." Frank chuckled as he knocked Bloody Mary to the ground. She was certainly not being cocky now as she crawled to her feet, holding a hand up at Frank while unbuttoning her dress with the other. "Take a good look, handsome…" she purred. "Are you sure you're not interested?"

- Mary Ann, it blew her away by few meters in her front was the irregular zombie that was bigger than any of them! her skill double thinking is still active but there is no way she will escape this catastrophe the claw of the irregular zombie is becoming larger in her sight and at any moment she will die to the hands of it *wwwoooom!* a black matter bolts the area, it blasts a thick smoke around! “What is this!”- Arthur Mary Ann was bewildered because of the sudden turn of even, even the zombies have been blinded by the thick smote

“Hey lady, the fact that you’re controlling us with whatever silly spell you have doesn’t mean…” The protesting werewolf never completed his sentence because with just a wave of Mary’s hand, he dropped to the ground, dead. “As I was saying before I got rudely interrupted,” Mary said, staring at the now defiant but nervous werewolves, “I’ve had it with your silly fights,” Mary said in an acid tone. Out of the forty rogues recruited, only thirty-three…two remained, thanks to the stupid fights-to-the-death the idiots kept having with each other. “As of today, the fastest way to die will not only be an attempted attack on any of the five of us but also, getting into fights with each other. And I

Elena drags herself across the dirt and twigs. Belly against the floor like a snake. She slitters through a protruding root from the floor. She pauses as her breath drowns under the weight of the crows' caw. A blue light shines above her head and cast her shadow against the floor. “Get up,” Mary's black hair merges with the dark background. The crows go around them as Mary holds up a blue gem. Its glowing light covers them in its soft colors and protects them from the crows.

He shrugged before looking at Arlan, then Walter asked, “Can you start today?” Mary was sited beside Jerry, and he was giving her little tips on how to up her skills and win the game. She looked up and saw Walter walking towards them with Arlan. “What the fuck?” Mary said, squeezing her bottle of glass so much. It broke into tiny pieces, and her hand started bleeding. Jerry quickly tore a piece of his shirt and used it to wrap around Mary’s hand. “What is wrong?” “Nothing serious. Just do me a small favor,” she whispered.

They just couldn’t leave me alone could they, my demons. Squeezing my eyes shut, the recent nightmare came flooding back. Something bad had happened and I hadn’t been able to stop it. Bloom was lying in my arms. There was a hole in her belly like something had yanked our pup out of her, a pool of blood around her throat. She was dead. I shook her but there was no response. Her eyes were wide open and lifeless, and her skin was death-cold. Then I roared in anger and when I looked down again, it wasn’t Bloom anymore. It was Maria. Maria with an arrow deep in her chest like the day she died.

To her surprise, everyone was present in the room and they stared eagerly at her, wanting to know the outcome of her findings, except for Nimue who looked as if she had all the time in the world. "Please come and take a seat". Nimue waved at Mary to come over and take a seat In one of the empty chairs in the room. Mary walked over and took her seat before looking up at the people present in the room. "She had emerald green eyes and dark silky long hair," Mary announced. Gasps alongside low whispers could be heard among the people who were seated in the room. "And?" Said Nimue, signaling Mary to speak up. "She's in the company of a werewolf," said Mary. Anger flashed through Nimue's eyes

Mary ask standing rigid. "She knows who killed Debra and I want to know who did it,that's not a crime is it,your daughter was the only witness to this accident,no one else was there then why can't she tell me" "Are you sure she's hiding who the killer is?"Mary respond quizzically. --- --- ---

Mary lost concentration for a moment; the aura she used to pin Goliah to the wall dissipated, and Goliah fell to the ground. Mary turned to her stomach slowly and found one of the cloaked people standing before her. The wind generated by the attack blew off her hood, revealing her dark orange hair, bright orange eyes, and dark skin. Her fist was covered in flames, which helped increase the force of the punch. Mary coughed out some blood and flew toward a dumpster at the back end of the alley. As she crashed into the metal dumpster, her dark aura and the horn on her head vanished, and her vision became blurry. The two remaining witches walked to her.

He had the aura of death surrounding him. "And what about you?", Lucas turned, facing the female vampire Mary. "Please I do not know her!", Mary begged, almost in tears. She was still holding tightly and pulling on Ambrosia's shirt. Lucas could tell they were both saying the truth. No one has ever been inches away from him and had had the nerve to lie to him. "Then why did you attack her?", he asked, as he stood up. Now he knew they didn't know who she was; he backed away from them so they could relax a little.