Novel & Cerita Scooby-doo Ghost Witch

This book is not a typical werewolf romance book. There will be romance but I won't go deep into it. I write this book with a new idea. I wanted to combine the werewolves, the witches and the spiritual realm together, and I can't achieve this with your help. I thank you all for the time you take to read the chapters I update and most importantly, I'll like to request something of you; - I will appreciate it if you will tell me how you feel about this book,

BRING IT BITCHES! "Spiders and snakes are mine to command, so attack his paws at my demand." The green witch chanted, suddenly I felt hundreds of tiny spiders crawling over my paws. I tried to shake them off, but there were too many. A fist connected to the side of my snout and the force sent me tumbling to the ground with a thud! The damn grey coloured witch knocked me off balance. 'Motherfuckers, they're gonna pay for that!' Zander shouted. 'Get up Gidian!'

Instead, we knocked into something hard, and Scout went rolling. Toby couldn’t see him, either, but when I crashed into the witch the cloaking charm lifted and Toby immediately went on the offensive. He grabbed the witch around the arm, but the witch managed to do a spell which turned his skin to fire and Toby yelped, letting go. Scout ran at him again, crashing into him and getting burned but effectively stopping the spell.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

Raven said. It walked out of that portal and it raised its scythe, and like a magnet, it absorbed the ghost. The ghost fights hard so that it will not absorb by the invisible force. A grim reaper moved its scythe again and dropped its tip to the floor and it made a strange sound. The ghost did nothing, so the scythe completely sucked it and the grim reaper waved its hand, and the portal gradually close. “I hate this feeling ... it’s so scary..” Damon said.

Aster: Aster stood rooted to the spot, trembling wildly. It was like the first night she saw a ghost. The dread, the fear, was overwhelming and she couldn’t think clearly. She forgot everything she knew about ghosts, because the witch aimed all her negative emotions right at her, making sure Aster felt nothing else. “Can you send her away?” Declan asked. The witch glided towards her. She looked just like Aster remembered her: dressed in the old fur dress, white, braided hair, winkled old face. “Send them away, child.”

The chilling atmosphere sent shivers down everyone's spine. The people who waited in line screamed because they felt the presence of evil spirits. They quickly backed away. Sammy and Dom were also frightened, turning pale. They stood close to Wilbur and did not dare to move an inch. "My Ghost Formation Spell will take your life away," yelled Moose. Wilbur sneered and said, "Don't speak so highly of bad voodoo." Moose turned angry from indignation. He yelled in a rageful tone, "Die!" Countless ghosts appeared in an instant. They lunged toward Wilbur with sharp claws.

Gulping hard as the words started registering in her head. “And how will you do that?” “Ahh!” She exclaimed as she pointed to the witch at the work table. “That’s where Siobhan comes in. She’s going to come up with some sort of magical instrument that will drive you crazy. The kind of crazy that would hopefully have you going on a rampage where you be one very violent.” “You see Siobhan is renowned for this. She has tested this formula on wolves, vampires, it even works on some demons!! But never your kind so she’s happy to try.”

“We go in now.” “You walk into a lion’s den without counting teeth first?” I growled. “I’m not dragging your guts back to Giordano in a trash bag.” He pouted. “Damn, sweetheart. Forgot how romantic you are.” I snapped a picture. Sent it to Giordano with one line: We might’ve found the witch. “Think she’s really in there?” Scarface asked. I lit another cigarette. “If Ghost is, she is.” A moment later, Giordano’s answered. His Voice like ice. “Is she inside?”

Even when I had totally masked my own. A trigger had been needed to awoke her and bring her to the surface. Sensing her mate's proximity to death at the hands of Addanc, she had reacted and finally pushed forward. I had so many questions about her. I was born a witch, my mother and father didn't have any werewolf genes whatsoever, so how had I phased? I had been raking my saturated mind for any feasible answer but nothing came up. News had travelled first across the packs, it was inconceivable for a witch having a wolf. As her whines filled my mind and her being called for her mate, my eyes brimmed with tears.