Scooby Doo Phantasma Novels & Stories

Trigger the subsonic dampeners! "I can't, Aria," Kael’s voice whispered in my marrow, the signal almost flatlining. "The Phantom is grounding the city's resonance. She’s using the people's collective guilt as a firewall. If I fire the dampeners, I’ll liquefy their brains along with the link." Leo looked up from the mud, his sapphire eyes drowning in a storm of liquid gold. He saw the scavengers closing in. He saw the Phantom raising the Mirror-Blade for the final extraction.

After a while, Leslie stretched and yawned, feeling the weight of sleep. ​"Hey, I'm tired. Let’s go back, it’s really late," Leslie suggested. ​"You go ahead," Scarlett replied firmly. "I’ll head back later. I just want to stay a bit longer." ​Leslie looked at her with a mix of worry and resignation, but finally nodded and began walking back to camp. Scarlett was left alone by the lake, unaware that she was being watched from the other side of the water. ​Across the lake, Zafira and her sister Zahia—two gorgons, women with serpent tails instead of legs—hid in the shadows. Zafira, her serpentine body coiling around itself, watched Scarlett with a mix of surprise and overflowing rage.

After I was done peeling the apple, I munched on it and began chatting with her, seemingly nonchalantly, like I was just talking about the weather, while telling her everything that had happened in my past life. Lacey's eyes were first filled with terror, then confusion, then shock. When I was done with my story, Lacey said with much difficulty, "Impossible… You couldn't have had a past life… That's all bullshit! "I'd never have killed you… I'd never… You shouldn't believe it… You're making a stupid mistake!" I threw the apple core into the trash can and wiped my hands clean. "Don't be stupid. Why would I ever kill you? Your boyfriend will do the job instead.

Chase paused, his expression shifting with curiosity. "What's this?" he muttered to himself. "Ha! Foolish boy, this is the Phantom Coffin, a weapon I painstakingly refined over decades!" Marais sneered. "This coffin isolates everything, even your spiritual senses. You won't be able to detect my presence!" "Phantom Coffin, seal the souls!" Marais intoned while his hands formed seals. A massive black coffin materialized and descended like a storm cloud, enveloping Chase. In an instant, Chase felt his head grow heavy. His vision turned blurry, and his spiritual senses waver.

Without the least bit of empathy for my cornered compatriots, I pat myself on the back for trusting my instincts, simultaneously horrified and impressed as each time a vamp tries to port, they reappear abruptly, like a bird crashing into a window, tumbling to the ground. If they even make it that far. Inside their dark magic dome, there’s also some phantom form, smoke-like and swirling black, both in the air and at ground level—I’ve never seen anything like it— that shrouds any porting vamps within seconds of their reappearance against the dark magic barrier. Where the hazy phantasm passes, it dumps the porting vampire as a mummified husk before moving on eagerly to the next stunned and obli

The hut shines bright as the Phantoms from day and night, crawled towards the hut — invisible from man’s line of sight. When the Phantom appeared in front of Mayari Tabbu as it stood tall. The birds and rats and the mice and the roaches hid, for the smile of the Phantoms were weird and a bit crooked. And when it spoke, the eagle and the owl’s beak began to tremble in fear. Such eerie creatures were summoned by the powerful Sorceress. A hint of the past — when she was still the Alpha and Luna’s Master Sorceress. “A book you seek, a book you’ll find.” The Phantom said with a crooked smile. “You summoned us again…” And the Phantom grinned, “...what’s on your mind?”

Petrified that he might actually get his hands on Sky, I use all my strength to get out of his grasp. James is startled by the fact that I have just effortlessly manhandled him. I'm a little shocked too but I don't dare show him that. He stumbles onto the ground and the shock in his eyes us somehow visible even though it's dark. I'm pretty sure I'm not my usual self right now so I don't question how I'm able to see this clearly in the dark. James's confusion grows when he sees his prescious Aurora stalking over him, I guess the demon version of Aurora never stood up to him, well guess what, I'm not Aurora and it's time dear James understood that.

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."

From Tessa’s Perspective: I spent a week acting like a totally creepy stalker. I guess that’s kind of how I usually act in a way except, usually I’m doing it for work. This time, I’m doing it out of pure curiosity for another person. Damien. I’ve spied on him a few times from afar like a creep just watching his daily rituals. I’ve been practically ignoring all job requests, only visiting the bulletin board once this week whereas I usually take a job every two to three days. I looked as far back into his background as I could but it’s as if he didn’t exist before he started his business. There’s no family information, no childhood, no past jobs, nothing. I guess society doesn’t give two shits

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.