Woman In White Urban Legend Novels & Stories

Perfectly sliced into halves: that was what happened to Lucas' fire. "Huh?" Again, it was utilized with the woman looking elsewhere. Her eyes were blank, and it looked like they weren't present while battling. For Lucas, it looked like a miss but managed to hit his attack. But it was still impressive. This woman was indeed strong. But she looked a bit nervous and not focused, with how Lucas stared at her. Yes, she was strong, he has heard he was also famous. Ghaile also decided to visit her. That woman was the strong Winter! The woman that Ghaile talked about while she and Lucas have ridden the elevator. But why was she so cocky this time? With the name she made at White Day High, she was pr

"Buy up the trending topics for the entire year. I want everyone in the country to recognize those two. Yes, even a stray dog!" No sooner had I finished speaking than Marie appeared, blocking me in the parking lot with several others. She waved her hand. Someone quickly brought over a large case, and with a click, the lid popped open. The dim parking lot was suddenly flooded with blinding, golden light. She smiled at me and tried to apologize.

Jim took off his upper clothes and give it to the unknown woman. “do you know how to speak?”, asked Lt. Jim. The woman shook her head. “but you can understand me?”, he asked again. The woman nodded her head. “are you the white horse?”, Lt. Jim asked. The woman did not respond to his next question. “am sorry, never mind”, he uttered.

i would watch what you do " the queen said making a movement for the guards to grab me, All i could do was stare accusingly at them , i just couldn't understand why they were doing this "when we realized your mother didn't die from a illness we made for her to die , we figured out who she really was and where she came from . When we found her on our land we thought she was a measly servant not a spy sent here from the north to get details on when our next hunt would be " she said walking around me . " you see she opened our eyes to the truth not to mention her mate was my husband " the queen said in disgust. There was that one word again that made my entire body feel like it was on fire

Silence comes afterwards and it takes me some time, but I rift through all I've learned and listen to the things that are not being said. ”Why would she appear then?” Mor shrugs, “What did she look like?” I flex my fingers, opening and closing them, “White hair, gold braided into the tangles and locks. Leaves strewn all over her dress. The woman I saw was very old.” Mor nods. “The description matches. But Irene didn’t die as an old woman. She died young. Almost our age if the legends are to be believed.” She appeared to me old. ”Do the legends say anything about why she would appear?”

CALEB’S POV I was looking at the old women right in front of my eyes with horror. Her hair has turned completely grey, face is wrinkled, but she was standing tall and confident as if she knew what she was here for, what impact she could have on us and what she was doing to us. ‘Kaden are you sure that she isn’t a witch?’ I quietly connected to him and asked, at this moment only he is the one I can rely upon. ‘She isn’t buddy. Can’t you inhale her wolf?’ Kaden was worried about what she had said and my repeated question just shot the wave of irritation into him.

Why is this place so white? In the distance, a flicker of flames catches my attention, drawing me towards it, uncertain of what else to do in this strange place. As I approach, the flames reveal a woman. She stands petite, resembling a cherub, but there’s an underlying danger to her. A gentle cough escapes my lips, attempting not to startle her. As her head turns towards me, a wide smile spreads across her face. “You’re awake!” she exclaims, rushing towards me, enveloping me in a bear hug. I stutter, a mix of fear and concern, mindful of the potential burn from her fiery aura.

Or worse, extreme fright which causes them to not want to go back to their classes anymore. Oh, and by the way, these stories have been passed from several generations of students in our university. They have become quite famous - and infamous - within the multiple colleges of our school. So let’s begin... WHITE LADIES (EXTERNAL) - You won’t see them if you’re directly on the top floor itself, but they can be seen by people looking up from outside the building. What they would usually see approaching you is a lady in white, with long flowing black hair and her head touching the ceiling. If the onlooker watches you both long enough, they’ll see the long-haired girl pass through you and disapp

I said, “I was about to tell you the same thing.” Behind him, a tall stranger stepped forward, a woman with dark braids and eyes the color of steel. Her scent was new. Dangerous. “Who’s that?” Fiona asked under her breath. “Not pack,” I said. “And not friend.” The woman smiled faintly, gaze sliding between Rowan and me. “The dead walk. Whiteclaw’s stories never disappoint.” Rowan’s jaw clenched. “You’re trespassing on my ground, Logan.” “This was mine before you could speak,” I said.

In fact, with the way her temper was rising, she couldn’t promise to let the others go scot-free, but the day hadn’t ended just yet. “Speaking of women,” one of them slurred, pouring himself another glass. “Did you hear about that story on the news? Some guy in our business… poisoned in his own bed. They’re saying a woman did it.” The oldest one chuckled darkly. “Not just any woman, folks. They’re calling her the Black Widow. A ghost. No one knows her face. There are just whispers of her. Apparently, she charms men, and once they give in to her, none of them make it out of her web. Poison Guy’s story is not the only case.”