Scooby Doo Island Monsters Novels & Stories

“He’s right. That’s the spirit of the vanguard.” Lily smirked, glancing at her thugs. “So, the little scout thinks he has backup now? Do you really think you’re worthy of Shaun? I’m Dolores’s best friend, and let me tell you—tomorrow, Shaun will be wishing he was with a real Luna, not a low-born cur like you.” I frowned. “Who the hell is Dolores?” It became clear then. Tracy had tried to introduce me to his ‘new pack,’ but these weren't friends. They were allies of Dolores Ruiz—Shaun’s ex-lover—who were only there to humiliate him before the ceremony.

Most had their hands on their jaws, and all were wearing a surprised look. "Please, now we know we are free to go to that moon-star pack anytime we like. I suggest we select a few people from here who should go immediately. We don't have much time yet. We have to be fast in everything that we do. No one knows when the monster could come again. Lately, it has been very unpredictable. It comes in anytime, any day that pleases it." He sighed and sat down.

“You really think it’s all real? The monsters?” Jenna swats my arm playfully. “Of course! We did the deep dive. Forums are full of people who’ve seen things. Shadows in the trees. Eyes in the water.” She leans in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “And get this—there was a whole group of tourists, like, a year ago? They all vanished here. Poof. The island ate them. That’s the secret. If we can catch anything on live stream, we’ll blow up. Our channel is so boring. This is our ticket.”

"They think it's funny because of my name. It’s just a joke." "Stay away from them, Rose.” He grabbed my arm, his grip surprisingly strong. “Do you hear me? Those men... they aren't businessmen. They’re monsters. They’re dangerous." "I know, Dad," I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. "I know." But as I drove, all I could feel was the pulsing ache between my legs. I was terrified of them, but God, I was already craving the way they took me. I was a couple of days away from being their captive, and I was already drowning in the need for their touch.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

And why did it feel as though since school resumed, she had been a completely different person. “Isn't Simon also the assistant CEO of Beauty blossom? The famous skincare brand in country B?” Lena asked, browsing through her phone for more info as though Simon wasn't seated at the table in person. “Tsk…you're just figuring that out?” He snorted, lifting his chin high enough to touch the ceiling.

Alpha Gabriel asked in surprise. “At the eastern end of the island, there is a hill named Mont Hill. When you climb that, you will come across a saint werewolf there. He is unmarried at the age of 78. He remained a bachelor his entire life and is still meditating on that hill. His continuous meditation has resulted in the acquisition of a few powers against the evil powers on this earth, and that includes the power stone that he received from the Moon Goddess. He received a divine revelation from the heavens that the stone was so powerful that it could render the black magic futile. If you persuade him, then he might hand over the power stone to you. It will be of great help to this girl. I

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

"Keep telling yourself that, baby but we all know the truth." My phone buzzed in Dante's hand and it was another message from Marcus. I'm coming for you soon. Sleep tight. Kai smiled and it was the scariest thing I'd ever seen. "Let him come. I could use the entertainment.”

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.