Woman In White Urban Legend Novels & Stories

I was a CEO. I felt like strange things kept happening to me as of late. I noticed that a woman kept showing up everywhere I went. Of course, I was an extremely handsome, wealthy, and talented billionaire. It was only natural for me to be surrounded by women of all sorts. But that woman was different. Why? Well, I'd never met such an oddball in my entire life. She tripped over nothing and fell right in front of me on her first day of work. The coffee she was holding ended up splashing all over my suit.

she menacingly said and crumpled her hand towards their direction as if it was them she was crushing in her hand. “What did you do?” Yahya asked the woman. Monma turned to her, fake surprise shown on her face. “You’re there! I thought it was dust,” she said and she maniacally laugh. “This--!” Yahya restrained herself but the corner of her lips rose in annoyance. “I’m going to tell you anyway,” the woman said, “It’s not only you who brought companions after all. From the trees in the forest, a woman wearing white clothes went out. “She’s Black, and she brings the night, she’s a rare aberrant! So nice right? Her name even fits her well,” Monma excitedly stated.

This is indeed a serious issue and I'm afraid of what the outcome would be. “Do you believe her?” Thorn cleaned closer and whispered into my ear. “I don't know what to believe.” I answered and then turned to the old woman again. “How are you so sure? Why should I believe that you're telling me the truth?” I questioned, making sure I appear as intimidating as possible so that she wouldn't have the nerve to lie to me. “I am also a white wolf and I don't have a mate. I have spent my whole life dedicated to the moon goddess.” She answered. I should have easily deciphered this from her white hair but I thought it was due to old age.

“My mom would tell it better, but she was outside her old house on the swings when a wolf came out of the forest and attacked her. It grabbed her arm and then her leg and shook her. She broke every bone in her leg. It ripped open her stomach and she thought she was going to die. She screamed but no one came. Her parents were at work. A white wolf jumped on the other wolf and chased it into the forest. She says the white wolf came right back and pressed its snout into her stomach. She thought it was going to hurt her at first, but the bleeding stopped. She swears the wolf healed her then ran away. Probably another dream from the trauma. A neighbor found her in the backyard unconscious and too

And what did she mean when she said that she had awoken in time? Whatever the case was, the woman seemed to be filled with immense resentment. Aside from the woman, the terrible wailing from within the flying house was also something that couldn’t easily be forgotten. Could all those who had been captured by the Sun League be in there? Were Mila and his uncle in there? The mention of all those wretched wails from within the house had definitely shocked Gerald earlier. As for the woman in white, she had probably surrendered to the mysterious old beggar in the end. After all, Gerald had already seen the continuation of the story back when Master Ghost had shown him the six stone tablets.

He yelled again, almost certain he was not going to get an answer since he had already accepted he was all alone in the room. "I am here!" Blackwheel turned as he heard the voice of someone who seemed to be present in the room but not visible. "Who are you?" Blackwheel inquired. "I am a friend of Man. My friends call me Woman. I am a werewolf." Quietly, Blackwheel felt he had been in the grip of a terrible spell for too long and had been given the privilege to be free for a very short time. "What can I do for you?" "A lot!" Woman said.

“I will tell you everything you need to know but first, promise me you won’t freak out.” “Freak out? Cops don’t freak out.” Detective White took his sit next to his wife. He focuses his gaze on her. “I’m all ears,” he said. Susan cleared her throat and began to speak in a tiny voice. “I’m an evil witch.” She lowered her head slightly. Detective White chuckles and hissed loudly. “There’s no such thing as being an evil witch in this 21 century.” Susan hissed. She silenced her hiss. “And yet you have seen werewolves and even hunted them.”

❤️ And Memory Ilyaan felt a strange warmth inside his soul. ⸻ As if someone had finally found him. ⸻ 🌙 The Woman In White A light appeared. ✨ Small at first. Then larger. Brighter. Warmer. ⸻ Until reality itself became white. 🌌 ⸻ And from within that light… A woman emerged. ❤️ Simple white clothes. Silver hair. Gentle eyes. A peaceful smile. 🌙 ⸻ She didn’t look like a goddess. She didn’t look like the creator of reality.

Anaztasia purred as she stroked her belly gently. “Gosh! I have two children to give gifts to every birthday!” Two people chuckled behind Rozelyn. The other one is Avril. Yet, the woman beside him…she was wearing a doctor’s coat and has pale skin. It was her crimson lips that struck her the most. She had never seen her before. Yet, her smell is of a werewolf. Before Rozelyn could ask who she was, the woman already extended a hand and beamed at her. “I am Dr. Fiona White, working at the local hospital. It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Thaumaturge.”

Emma arrived back in town to find chaos erupting. News of the woman's death had spread quickly, and the town was in a state of panic. Emma knew that this was her chance to investigate the story further. She headed straight for the local library, hoping to find some information about the legend of the werewolf.