Scooby-doo Ghost Witch Novels & Stories

There was something else too, something black and dull. "Honey," I whispered as I gently moved her to arms length. "I think I found something." She released me as I put my hands into the coffin. Pushing through the tiny skeleton I wiped away the rotted fabric. I found it! This was the witches' bottle that they sought. The power of an entire coven hidden away. The remains of a mother buried with her child.

Veronica stayed quiet and Mike was paying attention to the road along with the driver. In response, Felix just nodded. Now he was familiar with Nick. He was ready for all the tricks Nick had in his sleeves. "So tell me, where we were back then?" Nick questioned. "Huh? Inside the studio of Ghostbusters?" Felix answered back. "Right! What do Ghostbusters do?" "As the name suggests? Ghostbusting?" "Pffttt! Hahahaha! that's the lamest answer I've ever heard."

“It can get in the way at times.” Lily put her hands on her hips and heaved a sigh. “So, friend and mentor of my niece. Are we going to do this?” “Ah, a brave and foolish spirit has entered thy circle. Good. The more the merrier,” the witch cackled. “Oh shut it, Annabelle,” my aunt hissed. “My name be not Annabelle,” the ghost said with indignation. “Annabelle, Lucy Lu, Suzie Q… whatever it is, I’m sure it’s a silly name,” my aunt

Patricia's humming grew louder, the scary melody casted shadows around us and soon enough a thick wind brushed through the room. “Spirits of old, hear our call,” Patricia chanted, her voice low and steady. “We summon the one who holds the threads of fate, the witch who cast the curse of blood and death. Come forth, if you dare, and speak with us.” The wind whipped around us, and then the ghost witch appeared before us. “Oh it’s you again?” She asked coldly, and a shiver ran down my spine. "Yes," I replied firmly. “I’m ready.”

I look at the buffet table and spot the Havelock Triplets; Doug, Dudley, and Dottie. Three mischievous ghost children love to prank more than Prisca loves to torture. They were at the buffet table, causing a stir. And although my guests are not human, it's normal for them to witness something not out of the ordinary. I groaned. "May I, Mistress?" Bastain offered to stop the ghost children, but I held up my hand and summoned dark clouds, shifting it towards the ghost children and, with a snap of my fingers, caused lightning on them.

As witches, during the holidays we can just teleport to school but now that school has officially started again, the principal, who is a member of my mom's coven advices that we go to school the normal way to avoid any suspicions. One thing I love about everyone in my school is the dedication we have to keep order and we're very cautious to make sure our secret isn't found out. Kali is driving us to school today. He should be here to pick me up in no time. I grab my phone, books, shove them in my bag and head downstairs where the smell of breakfast attacks my nostrils. "Good morning sweet mother.. " I say to my mom offering her a kiss on the cheeks. "Morning my little dark witch.." She says

As he released Sardonyx, Scott sniffed the air around him. “Somethings wrong. “ “What is it? “Sardonyx asked. Scott rushed inside the house as his sister followed. “Scott, what is it?” The witch asked as she caught up to her brother. She saw a distraught Scott starring at a corpse covered in blood, wearing a hijab while riddled with claw marks. The two teenagers were in total shock and horrified as they uttered the same word together. “Mom.” Devastated by the dead woman, Sardonyx rushed to her side as she channeled multicolored energy from her hands.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

Did she once again talk with a ghost? Her mother cursed her for seeing ghosts, her aunts and the places where she stayed at also called her monsters for talking to them. But to her eyes, the ghosts were far kinder than humans who always beat her up. She looked at her the red bracelet on her wrist, the bracelet which was said to control her power of seeing things that shouldn't be seen with naked eyes. Her head slumped down again. She couldn't understand why Aurby became a ghost at the slave building, but the reason must be not far off from the guards who killed the other girls.

Also her power of speech indicated well about her upfront attitude. She was clever with her words since the start. "Are you a w-witch, lady?" Slowing the speed of the carriage a little, the man focused on the lone mysterious passenger sitting on his carriage. His mind revolved solely around her now, as practicing such a witchcraft makes her obviously a witch! "What if I say I am?" Princess Rosemary uttered without any hint of surprise while soon her eyes being drawn on the carriage boy's vehicle briefly. "Gabrio is your name right?"