Urban Legend Stories Novels & Stories

Hunter and I walked back upstairs and I asked him if there was a book or something that had the precise wording of the legend, but he looked amused as he shook his head. “Have you learnt anything of our kind? That kind of legend has been told from generation to generation. Each time someone changes something about it when they tell it. It’s been so distorted over the years that nobody really knows the truth behind it all. The only thing that every story has in common is that the person has the ability to unite our people.” He shrugged and we checked on Archer before going to his office. I still had a life to live. I had the store I had to take care of and I …

She clung onto her royal mattress to her chest as her shivering lips could not stop shaking. "A werewolf" she muttered with widened eyes as the realization hit her. Slowly, the legendary story of the werewolf Mama Gunad always narrated came crawling into her mind. She gasped in shock as the story pieces started to assemble themselves together. Lilia eyes shone in awe, is that the legendary werewolf she has always heard right from childhood? "No" she muttered as she tried not to believe it. Werewolves aren't real, No! They are just folktales told to scare little children, nothing else. But the picture she saw back in the cave ran through her doubting thoughts.

For no reason. “What the fuck?” I asked, through the mind link. “Holy shit. The legend is true.” Jude said. “What legend?” I asked. “That legend isn’t true.” One of my warriors said. “How else do you explain this?” Jude asked. “I don’t know. But it can’t be true. I mean, that was just a story we liked to tell wolf pups so they wouldn’t be so scared of vampires.” The warrior said. “Hey, tell me what fucking legend you are talking about. I’ve never heard about it.” I demanded.

“Yeah, I actually did. How big of a coincidence is that? I asked. “You know what all the stories say. What if there is some truth behind them?” Tanner’s tone turned serious. If the stories were true, that would mean trouble. Not only that, but if Harper was one of these wolves to have such power, she would be landing right in the middle of it all. “I know what the stories say. I am not sure I believe them, but I do believe legends also developed from a real event sometime long ago.” “Man, when the unmated male wolves in the pack hear of when Harper is going to be getting her wolf, they will all be hovering around her to see if she is their mate.” I shoved him out of my room.

“Hearing that explains much more about why he has been on edge recently. Do you really think the stories he was told as a kid will help you?” Lindsay asked Wren. “Maybe. Folklore is commonly based on actual events or creatures that were not easily explained. If you haven’t noticed, we have had quite a few things come up without records. If Viktor can even give us an idea about some of them, then that is more than we have now,” Wren explained.

"I don't know exactly what it is but it doesn't have a cure. But it's all a myth, I can't believe this is real.” “I don't understand what's happening.” Keondra frowned. “What are you talking about?” “Verdugo is a myth. A monster who possess the cursed venom. History has it that he once attacked the whole Vroudia, and won. How is that even possible? But then, we were meant to believe they are only stories, we were told they were lies. Parents tell their children these stories to entertain them, after all these years, how is this even possible?” Hilda studied her like she was some kind of experiment.

He nodded and I felt his reluctance tugging at the link between us, "What do you know about the Utes people?" Cocking a brow, I shrugged, "Native American tribe that can be found in a few locations. They are believed to be walking the Earth since the beginning of time. Why?" "There is a legend that they have, its called the legend of the fire wolf. Let me explain from the beginning," he passed a look to my dad, bringing him into the mind link so he wouldn't be left out of the conversation, "whenever something troubled you, I always knew. I didn't understand it then but when you shifted for the first time things became clearer. You confided in me about your dreams and the mystery voice. When

Frustrated at the insane stories the townspeople clearly told anyone who would listen. “Okay, enough, you go track down a librarian and get the microfiche. Here’s the information you need to look at. If you can get copies even better.” “I’m on it. After that run in I want to prove this town wrong. That woman spoke some crazy things without giving any facts.” “We’ll see what we can find. Small towns like this have their legends that usually have little to no facts to verify the story from. But you’re right often the facts aren’t as fun as the lies.”

Pressing his fingers together as he stared at the dust dancing in the light of lamp like tiny fireflies. Eventually his voice broke the silence, soft and level. "What do the legends say?" Lloyd frowned. There had been many variations and deciding which ones to reveal wasn't easy. He hadn't expected the query, assuming the man himself might know. But why would he? "They varied," Lloyd answered eventually "the most popular was that you had an affair with a woman who was a witch. She cursed you after you spurned her, I guess it's a take on hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Plus, it makes a good novel or movie plot."

“Yeah, I actually did. How big of a coincidence is that? I asked. “You know what all the stories say. What if there is some truth behind them?” Tanner’s tone turned serious. If the stories were true, that would mean trouble. Not only that, but if Harper was one of these wolves to have such power, she would be landing right in the middle of it all. “I know what the stories say. I am not sure I believe them, but I do believe legends also developed from a real event sometime long ago.” “Man, when the unmated male wolves in the pack hear of when Harper is going to be getting her wolf, they will all be hovering around her to see if she is their mate.” I shoved him out of my room.