Scooby Doo Scary Island Novels & Stories

“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.”

The island’s massive PA system crackled to life. "Attention all units," Skylar’s voice boomed from every speaker on the island, amplified and cold as a winter gale. "Bring Summer Sinclair to the top level of the shark tank. You have ten minutes. If she is not here, I will feed your employer to his pets, piece by agonizing piece."

“Ha! You’re cooked, boy.” Scott shrugged the hand off. “No. Enlighten me.” “He’s Larkam,” Trish said, flat as a warning. Larkam leaned close, rum breath and ash. “Never heard the ghost stories?” “Ghost stories,” Scott said, dry as salt. “That’s why they call it Hell Island,” Larkam went on. “Everyone there died. Screams carried across the bay like whales.” “Come on, Lark,” Trish said. “Don’t—”

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

Mia ran into the room dragging her little backpack, “mommy, is my swimsuit in there? I want to swim in the ocean the second we get there.” Isabel knelt down and zipped the suitcase. “Yes baby it is right on top. We are going to have so much fun. Daddy picked the best island ever.” Zack followed right behind her holding his toy truck. “Will there be sharks? I want to see sharks but not close.” Isaac laughed and picked Zack up. “No sharks close to us buddy, we are staying in a safe spot. You and Mia are going to build the biggest sandcastle ever, mommy and I will help.”

A young couple moved in to a new home in Hawaii. They had a young son, Bobby, whom they would put to bed each night, only to find him the next morning sleeping on the floor in the corner of his room ... ... One day, the father put a wardrobe in that corner, and that night while the couple was watching TV, they turned to see their son walking out of his room as if he was holding someone's hand. Just before he got to the door, he dropped his hand as if the person had let go. He woke up crying. The couple were scared, and they called a Hawaiian priest for help. He told them that their house was built on a "night marching trail" — a path taken by ghosts. The priest said Bobby always slept in a c

They might have heard the name often, but they’d never set foot on Skull Island. “Boss.” “Yes.” “This island looks scary. Are you sure you want to hold these kids captive here?” one of them asked. I didn’t expect everyone who came with me to be so foolish. Life without money is scarier than this island. “Yes. You’re way scarier than this island.” “Ah, you must be joking.” “I’m not joking. You guys are way scarier. Besides, there’s a village on this island. Why be afraid?” I asked. “We’re not afraid, just asking,” one of my men explained.

His cool voice and reasons made her roll her eyes. “Or you can’t swim?” She questioned a potential fact. She didn't care much about the issue that he said someone had chosen this island as a holiday destination for him. She was more interested in knowing he hadn’t gone for a swim despite being on an island. “Of course, I can swim. I even won some medals in school back then” Yeah, Whatever. “Or are you afraid of sharks?” “The statistics of shark attacks in this area for the past hundred years is zero, I have checked.” The answer made her roll her eyes again.

*Isla* Aunt Mary glides toward me, her hair and dress billowing around her. She looks like some sort of a spirit or a witch or something. Perhaps that’s because she is one. People from her island of KiloKilo are said to have magical powers. I guess I’m seeing that firsthand now. An ominous feeling bubbles up inside of me. Is she coming at me to harm me or just because she is happy to see me? Behind me, I hear another wave of howls throughout the forest. Thunder echoes through the trees as well. Whatever is going on back there, it can’t be good. I hope that Maddox is all right.

Maybe seeing Sky Island gets them into a frenzy. Guy - Hahaha, when you've lived here as long as we have, you get used to it. The floating island blew past as though carried by the wind until it finally disappeared from their sight. Issei - 'Hmm, that sound doesn't look like it came from a living being... It seems hollow...' Riche - ...The roars stopped too. I see... So that's why the Knights are climbing the mountain where the Burrow is. Guy - Been sightings of monsters jumping out of the Burrow too. They're particularly feisty at the moment.