Scooby-doo Moonscar Island Novels & Stories

“No! You know I’d never let that happen. They’d have to get through me first,” she vowed. “I know you’d do the same for me, too.” Jasmine smiled and looked down. “All right.” She took a deep breath. “I will try not to be so jumpy around the Haunt, but I can’t promise overnight results, ok?” She slanted a teasing look at her friend. “You could have warned me sooner, though.” She cupped her hands around her mouth and said, sotto voce, “Hey, Jasmine, watch out for these guys, because when the moons are full they turn into Wookies!”

The Silver Moon Pack, still reeling from recent events, gathered in anticipation of the upcoming Moonlight ceremony, where the Moon Goddess was expected to grace them with her presence. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of hope and determination to move forward. In the midst of the preparations, Mara, the Luna, was engrossed in arranging flowers for the ceremony. The pack members worked together to beautify the garden, eager for a moment of solace and connection with their divine deity. However, the tranquility was shattered when Carla, a disgruntled and vengeful member of the pack, suddenly launched a furious attack on Mara. Her eyes burned with rage as she yelled, threatening to end Ma

Greg and Carol said in chorus Stella smiles and shrugs the thought of Carol's hand. "Should we watch the stars?" he asked "Where?" "Trust me," he said They went to the green field near the lake. Stars are slowly showing up as the moon hides. They are fireflies flying around making Stella remember that place in her dreams. The place where Aelius created for them to meet, a place that no one can hurt them. It seems that someone pinches her heart, thinking about it. Maybe she is not sure if that is what she really wanted, a place of just the two of them. How could she leave Lala and Lynx behind? Justine who is watching Stella starts to get worried. He clears his throat catching Stella's lost mi

Carson was making something in bowl while Ally and Tori scavenged around the kitchen like vultures. Carson ushers them away half smiling as they giggle and slither away only to come back a second later. Miki's head was resting her arms on her arm which were folded onto the counter top. Ally suddenly spins around, a grin spread across her face. "Hayo!" she sings bubbly. "Hey..." I say frowning at her happiness. Only and Ally and Tori could always be this happy all the time.

Sylvia POV I'm thinking of the moon and how it will feel to run through the moonlight, keeping pace with the others like me--the ones they call Rogue. We never speak. We don't have to. They suffer as I do when it's full moon. The park is silent as I cross it, every leaf and blade of grass coated with the goddess's golden paint. A solitary owl hoots and I sense the tremors within brush and hedge as small creatures seek shelter.

"Don't remind me, yesterday was the first time I saw you in control. Your wolf didn't want to kill him" "Ivan is my childhood friend, I won't kill him. I was just mad" Skylar mumbled. Shailyn poked her arm. "Why are you rouse, pup?" "Do you know what a blue moon is?" She consulted, staring at Shailyn, watched as the fairy nodded. "A red moon represent the rise and fall of the Lycan Alpha King, a blue moon represent the rise of the King's Queen, Luna of all magical creatures" Skylar fluttered her eyes, frowning in complication. "I don't get it"

His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He stretched and yawned extremely loudly. When he got up, he touched his toes and tried to get his muscles warmed up. Today wasn’t just any football game, after all. It was the traditional football game that celebrated the day his ancestors “expelled the vampires” from his town. Frankly, Liam thought it was a bunch of baloney, but apparently it was a big deal to the council of the town. That’s why, every year, they hosted the homecoming game with vampire decor and more. The cheerleaders of the high school team he was on were all wearing fake blood and vampire teeth, the same as they did every year

There was a legend though long ago about a silver wolf that became the embodiment of the moon. He hadn’t known much about the legend behind the silver wolf, but Maddox had filled me in with the rest. The legend goes that a wolf had been blessed by the Moon itself because the wolf was a protector. It had been gifted with renowned strength and speed that the wolf became known as the Ghost wolf.

It was the only way that Circe was going to buy this lie that we were about to sell to her. "Fine, we'll do as you say," I announced. Both Selene and Denmar turned to me in shock. "Do you realise what you're saying? You're going to torture Red?" Selene screamed. I sighed heavily. "We have no other choice," I stated. Selene was about to speak when Red cut in. "I'd advise that we get on with it as fast as possible. We don't have much time. There will be a Red Moon in seven days," she stated.

Iris. Wednesday, July 30th. Two days later… Noon. All day, I haven’t had a moment’s peace from talk of the blood moon festival. Everywhere, adult werewolves and younglings chatter with excitement. Their joy claws at me, pulling me back to when I still lived in Silvaton Ridge as Iris Herewit.