Phantasma Scooby-doo Novels & Stories

Chapter.14 "Is everything okay, lady light?" asks Scooby going to meet her quickly as he looks around. "I'm fine now, after stepping on a cockroach." she says shrugging following with him to the car. As soon as Scooby took her to the mansion, she got ready and left early even before Scooby could accompany her, however, Fernando was already on the lookout early and followed her waiting for an opportunity to kidnap her.

My buddy, Adam Page, calls me and says that his mom is hospitalized, and he can't rush back in time. He asks me to submit his competition entry that is due tonight. We're both in the competition, but I have already submitted my entry. I'm just about to say yes to helping him when my mouse suddenly jerks. "Don't you dare click it! If you submit his entry for him, you'll lose your first-place prize and the 20,000 dollars prize money! He'll even go on livestream and accuse you of stealing his work, saying that you cost him the prize money and caused his mom to die because she couldn't afford treatment. You'll be torn apart by online bullying, saddled with a huge debt, and end up losing every

Lifeless cars sat on hydraulic lifts, surrounded by layers of dust and debris under broken skylights. At the far end of the garage, standing atop an overturned tool chest, was the level three telepathic zombie. Unlike the hulking level-three strength beast from before, this creature was terrifyingly lean, its limbs impossibly long and spider-like. Its skull was unnaturally distended and translucent, pulsing with a volatile, veins-of-light glow that exposed the twitching, hyper-evolved mass beneath. The moment they shattered its sanctuary, the telepathic zombie let out a horrifying, high-pitched screech. A visible ripple of distorted reality blasted outward—a localized psychic shockwave meant

“Hindi! Bobo, kung mayro’n no’n, doon na lang ako! At kung mayroong parallel universe at hindi ako p’wedeng tumawid doon, sana okay lang ang aking other self doon.” Matapos niyang sabihin ‘yon, tumawa ulit siya nang tumawa. Napapailing na lang ako sa mga sinasabi niya pero kahit naman ako, hindi pa naniniwala. Nagiging interesado ako sa tuwing nagku-kuwento sa akin si Savannah, pero parang masiyado kasing mahiwaga ‘yon para paniwalaan. “May nabasa rin kasi ako,” panimula ko, dahilan para humupa nang unti-unti ang pagtawa niya. “Tuning fork phenomenon.”

Blain states. Kylani’s massive tiger Phantom comes strutting in and flops down. He really does take up half the damn room. Well, our room is not one of the bigger rooms. Reece laughs at him because, obviously, Phantom listens to him so well. Phantom yawns, roll over and goes to sleep. I can’t help but laugh. All this seems so damn surreal. “I feel like I am in an alternate universe.” Devon comments. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” Haze remarks.

Skye said, "I'm beginning to think she's different from us." Just as Rowen was about to speak, a hand slapped his shoulder from the shadows. He squealed, yelling, "Ghost!" Mobius chuckled. "It's me, not a ghost." Rowen shot back, "Trying to give me a scare?" Mobius replied, "You two, out. Don't ruin the mood."

The spirit had dark aura emitting from it and it was going to possess Jasmine It was echthra, the spirit of hatred, it fed on humans evil thoughts "Oh no!! Echthra... Lucy's spirit has been bewitched" he muttered and quickly divided his spirit from his body He grabbed Lucy's hands and that moment, time stopped with only Lucy's spirit and his that was conscious "What do you think you are doing?" He asked and touch her forehead with his palm. He was performing some kind of exorcism on her and immediately she regained her senses "Who are you?" Lucy asked

"This place isn't like the living world. Skincare and makeup products are scarce, and only the rich can afford them. "In our horror game, the cosmetics are provided by the studio, but because our instance performs so poorly, our budget is tiny. That's why our makeup never looks good and fails to draw in viewers." I caught a word in her explanation. "Viewers?" She gave a small clap. "Exactly. The live comments in horror games aren't from humans—they come from ghosts watching the stream. It's the same as how you humans watch reality shows." I raised a brow. "So there are a lot of ghosts tuning in?"

"Why? Why? I just wanted to go home. That's all I wanted." I pulled her into a hug, my voice low. "It's okay. It's over. You can live now. Really live." She nodded through the tears, watching as I headed for the next floor. Floor 28. The player was already gone. I leaned in, careful. "Hello? Anyone home?" No reply—just barking. Then it stepped out. A three-headed hellhound, jaws soaked in blood. One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out.

Mariam got up sharply and faced the group. "We need to find my father." She announced and everyone looked at her in confusion. "But... Mariam..." Saadiya stammered, not knowing exactly how say what she wanted to say and pointed to the dead man on the floor. "This isn't my father. This isn't the King, it's his doppelganger." She cleared their confusion. Omar looked on in bewilderment. "Doppelganger??"