Scooby Doo Sisters Novels & Stories

Aphrodite almost seems to comfort us, yet she still leaves us here in this icky place. The Sisters of Fate are much more hideous than I thought they would be. Their skin is a pale grey, their skin seems to glob from their bone. They all have at least eight legs, yet the way they crawl it seems like so much more. The whole main room is twindled with red string, they all seem to glow with fate.

“I think I just had a social stroke.” Sienna was still staring at me. “Fiona. Your sister Fiona.” “Mm-hm.” “Is engaged to Zachary de Sanctis.” “Unfortunately, not a Zachary who works at a gym and has bad tattoos.” Arianna covered her mouth with two fingers. Her nails were dark red. Very beautiful for someone whose soul was currently leaving her body. Sienna placed the back of her hand on the table, then pulled it back again. Like she needed to touch something, but the table was too real.

"Fair enough. Ridiculous. But doesn't it strike you as equally ridiculous that all nine of you sisters were born with something wrong?" The sisters exchanged glances. A thoughtful look passed across their faces. All nine of them carried some kind of ailment. They had never examined that fact directly before. Now that it had been placed before them, they considered it and realized it was true. "What are you implying?" Amara asked with a frown. Getting sick was normal. She suffered from migraines, but those were the result of overwork and constant stress. Everyone who worked hard these days got headaches. Hilda was the most hot-tempered of the group and the quickest to speak her mind. "We get

Tony recoiled instantly in pain with a goofy look on his face when Patty said, "Don't you think looking at me and your sisters is enough?" Again Becky piped up asking, "Who are your sisters, Tony?" Terri replied, "Beth and Barbie are his sisters." Becky smiled and said, "WOW! I wish I could hang out with my brothers and all of us be naked. That would be so cool. I know they think I'm hot because they are always trying to get a peek at me or try to catch me when I'm getting dressed or undressed."

My younger sister, Halsey, greets me. “Hey, what’s up with the big smile so early in the morning?” I ask while drying my shoes on the doormat. “You, wanna know?” She asks with surprised eyes. “Yeah. I mean, why not?” I ask, looking at her with a confused expression. She glares back at me as if not knowing what to say. “I’ll tell you later.” She answers as she walks away. I roll my eyes and scoff as I watch her make her way upstairs. I follow behind and head to the bathroom.

Monica had just come back from grabbing some food and getting her bandages changed when she overheard the conversation and immediately spotted the two people everyone was talking about. She flung the porridge in her hand. “You cheating scum! How dare you show your faces here!” Veronica screamed as the porridge splashed on her. “Are you crazy?!” “Crazy? Yeah, maybe I am! You said you had a stomachache that day, right? Too bad it didn’t kill you!

I opened my mouth as he fed me soup, and then I noticed his vague smile. "Is the soup that good?" he asked. It was only then that I realized I'd devoured the whole bowl, and I smiled in embarrassment. "I was really hungry." Yoran stayed silent, while I spaced out, somewhat noticing the strange vibe in the room. The candles and sheets weren't changed… So what changed? And why did it feel a little flirty? Yoran then lowered her gaze to avoid my gaze. "Your sister was conspiring with Uncle Ben, but I've captured her. Would you like to see her?"

Amber threw herself against the bars repeatedly, her hair matted and her clothes covered in grime. "How can you do this to your own family, Evelyn? Let me out! I'm your sister! You can't just abandon me here!"

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

What if I didn’t belong? My older sister, Madison, stood next to Mom, looking all grown up with her neat braids and sparkly backpack. Her bright pink Powerpuff Girls backpack had Bubbles, Blossom, and Buttercup smiling from the front, and it made her seem like she could take on the world. At 7, she seemed ready for anything. “Don’t worry, Sadé,” she teased with a grin. “It’s going to be so much fun. You’ll make tons of new friends! I’m in second grade, so I’ll show you around.”