Cursed Scooby-doo Novels & Stories

Ugliest and the most rotten werewolves. With his other hand, he tried to reach my neck. However, I instantly grabbed it and snapped the bones in it. Then I kicked him and heard the crunch of bones before he crouched down. He wailed in pain, and I hissed in return. Kyro took over me. My eyes turned red. ‘You deserve more for laying your filthy hands on my girl, you foul creature.’ Relaying through the mind link, I raised my claws in the air and, with a single, fierce moment, ripped his head off his body.

I asked seriously. She snorted, "you sound like I really did stab you, it was just an illusion to drag into the dream Land." She said as the door finally opened. "Quiet barbarian, " the dirty vampire guard that opened the door sneered his deep black teeth and heavy polluted breathe had me almost doubling over and puking all over the van, to make matters worst it did not help that I could make out the coloured drool that had coated his heavy dirty beards. Susan might have seen the look of gross-ness on my face as she leaned in to whisper to me.

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

He answered. Clancy thought "Off city? Who would bury a corpse off city skirt?" He asked himself. Something's not right and Clancy could perceive that. Although, truth be told, there resides a cemetary off the city zone but it has been abandoned for decades. Many even believed the land to be cursed by witches and wizards due to a war that materialized against some creatures known as Zompires. Zompires are the real undead, combination of vampires and zombies, said to be extremely irritable and dangerous. So, to prevent them from fleeing beyond the borders of the cemetery, the witches and wizards sealed the cemetery off the shore of the city. To many, it's just a graveyard but to enlightened e

Her vibrant blue eyes instantly turned into dull, lifeless pebbles and her soft skin hardened into rough, solid rock. In a matter of seconds, the beautiful girl was gone and a cold silent stone statue stood in her place, her arms frozen mid air. "FUUUUCK!" I yelled out in rage. I spun around, my fist flying forward as I smashed my hand against a priceless porcelain vase on the side table. "Why?! Why only her?!" I shouted at the empty room, my chest heaving as I turned my angry gaze toward the full moon shining outside the glass. The universe was playing a game with me. The curse was still fully alive.

The entire pack probably knew before I did. Crowley disappeared into the back room and returned with a large wooden case. He set it on the table and flipped the lid open, revealing rows of colored vials. Antitoxins. Hope. “Perhaps,” he said, “if you can scent the antidote, you can match it to the wolfsbane strain. Zey might manage it.” I shook my head immediately. “I can’t smell anything but the mate bond,” I admitted, jaw tight. “Her scent is overpowering everything. It’s all I can do not to—”

And I was going to find it. My fingers brushed against an old leather-bound journal tucked between thick volumes of pack history. I opened it, feeling the spine creak, and revealed spidery handwriting that was decades old. These pages spoke of some "Blood Moon curse" with a very unclear origin and of some kind of artifact called Owlshard.