Scooby Doo Possession Novels & Stories

Well, in the middle of the other side of a tunnel where there was a concentration of passers-by between the end of the tunnel towards the subway in use. Tsuki did the same thing, he saw the mister grandma speedster ghost who didn't seem happy with these troubled young people, when they received their specific cachaça, then, they ran there, possessing a series of people who were at the end of the corridor. Being that they were between the tunnel, leaving the top floor, when going up the escalator, when people didn't have time to flee, they were all possessed. The villains' secret base was invaded by a legion of possessed people, saying, with a huge crab spirit that appeared gigantic possessin

“They’ve been showing up in our pack for a few months now.” I blinked. “A beast what?” “A beast demon,” he repeated. “They’re creatures that destroy and kill but that’s not even the worst part. The worst part is that they can possess us. Once they do, they control everything. Our minds and bodies. We don’t know what we’re doing anymore. We just… kill.” I stared at him, stunned. “What are you saying right now?” I asked, trying to wrap my head around his words. “They possess people? Like… take over your body?”

"We cut the threat on my life covered but Reed and Connor?" Lucas made himself comfortable in an empty chair next to me. "I say, fortify the house." "And stop using anything with reflection. If I could get possessed for that long, anyone can." "How do we know if anyone is possessed? I thought Phoebe was having a month long mood swing." Reed rubbed his chin while o felt a tiny bit offended. "Witches don't happen to have a weakness for silver, do they?" Connor questioned. "No, but a wolf's fangs definitely does," I joked.

Lorenzo shoved the door open and pushed Kai inside first. The hallway was darker. Quieter. But not safe. Never safe. Footsteps echoed behind them. Still coming. Lorenzo closed the door and locked it with a quick motion. Kai stared at him. “You can’t lock them out forever.” “I don’t need forever,” Lorenzo said. He looked down the hallway. “I only need enough time.” “For what?!” Lorenzo didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he pulled something from inside his coat. A small device. Black.

The air tightens, becoming colder, heavier, denser than ever before. Oh shit. I've just made him aware that I know his puppet. His serene expression doesn’t change at all, but the swirling shadows behind him suddenly quiver and then snap with raw, contained power. “Possess Naomi,” he repeats softly, the calmness of his voice more terrifying than any shout. “What exactly do you think you know about possession, little hybrid?” My mouth goes dry, the spell paper nearly slipping from my trembling fingers. I slipped up. I revealed too much. My heart drops like a stone.

“This is about survival. Yours and mine.” “Then maybe you should let me go,” she whispered, though her voice trembled. He laughed—a bitter, humorless sound. “You still don’t get it, do you? You’re not just some woman in my house, Elana. You’re my wife now. My possession. That title comes with protection… and consequences.” The word “possession” echoed in her ears like a slap. Her voice wavered, but she didn’t look away. “You can’t force love, Luca.”

Before Xander leaves the mansion, He left an instruction to him if something unexpected will come to them. Rolando walked towards the vanity dresser as he put his hand under the vanity dresser after that the dresser quickly fell in two and a huge flat computer screen showed in front of him. Rolando puts his left thumb mark on the screen and the system immediately confirms the identity of Rolando. And then the screen folded into two and a small metal ball appeared in front of him. Rolando reaches the metal ball and then the face of Xander quickly appears in front of him in 3D. “ What is it?” Xander automatically asks Rolando.

“I have noticed there is a weak point in anti-teleportation defense by the windows and I theorize it is possible to teleport outside if you stand on a certain square and touch the glass and imagine yourself outside.” He closed the journal with a snap. He was willing to risk it. He would do anything to get Leo’s soul back.

Dane said. “What do you mean?” Guston stopped and looked at him. “I was once possessed and the wraith, or what they call a legion’s order is to assassinate her.” He pointed at me. “I don’t know what I was doing. I hurt my mate and almost killed a friend. I woke up without recollection of what I’ve done, except the last thing before I blacked out.” “That’s scary,” Cop said. “How do we know if one of our friends is possessed?”