Scooby Doo: The Luna Ghost Novels & Stories

This was the right moment to step out from behind a massive oak, the silver-scar on my neck burning as the moonlight hit it. Britni’s breath hitched when she noticed she was not alone anymore. She scrambled off the trunk, her eyes going wide enough to show the whites all around the iris. She backed away, her hands trembling as they hovered near her throat. "Luna Inzinga?" she whispered in disbelief. "Weren't you... you were dead. Are you a ghost? Have you come back to haunt the pack?" A bitter smile curved my lips. I didn't look like a Luna anymore, but more like something that had been chewed up and spat out by the earth, covered in mud, my clothes in rags, my eyes glowing with a predatory

"Another outpost completely vanished overnight. No bodies. No blood. Just... empty armor and the smell of dead stars." "It’s not a raid, Leo," Luna said, her voice strained as she leaned heavily over a crystal basin filled with shimmering water. Her fingers dipped into the liquid, but instead of a clear vision, the water constantly curdled into a thick, oily blackness. "Every time I try to cast a scrying spell to find our missing captains, my magic is violently pushed back. It feels like trying to look into a mouth that's laughing at me." "Could it be a rogue faction from the Blood-Claw clan?" asked Commander Jaxon, a seasoned warrior standing by the door. "They’ve been quiet, but old grudge

Then he reached out and gave my bare shoulder a friendly pat. The serious look in his eyes has been replaced by an amused smile. "I am only teasing you, my friend," Soren said, chuckling heartily. "The truth is, the Luna smells so incredibly amazing these days that her scent clings to everything. I swear, you could walk past her in the hallway and smell like her for hours afterward. It is intoxicating." A wave of intense relief washed over me. I forced a soft laugh and nodded quickly. "Yes. Yes, exactly, Alpha. She... she does have a very strong scent."

he was saying, tracing a bright point on the hide, "and if you follow this line here, and this one, you get the shape the old maps call the Wolf's Crown. Sailors used it for centuries before any of us were born." "Did it guide you," one of the younger pups asked, tugging at his sleeve. "When you were in the bad place." The question landed heavier than the child likely intended, and I watched him go still for a moment, charcoal paused mid stroke. "It guided someone who saved me," he said quietly. "Sovereign Luna followed constellations like these when she came looking for us. I did not see the sky myself for a long time, but I have made up for that since."

He asked. His mother looked at him and sighed. " You have refused to get a Luna, I have brought one for you. She's Elsie and she is your Luna" I felt like I was in another place, not the place I was a few hours ago. What the hell was she talking about?

Sophia leaned in, her voice low enough that only Luna could hear, a whisper that carried the chill of the grave. "I am the ghost who crawled back from hell just to watch you rot." As security finally dragged Luna away, she had completely snapped, her struggles ceasing as she mechanically repeated the word "ghost," over and over, until the elevator doors swallowed her screams. Sophia wiped the blood from her hand on a handkerchief, the crimson stain blooming like a dark flower. She looked at the new coordinates Jake had sent, pulsing on her tablet.

The lead trafficker snarled, "The wolf-druid brat is coming with us. Do you know what collectors would pay for her power?" "Do you know what I do to people who threaten my niece?" Ghost's voice was deadly calm as he positioned himself between Luna and danger. Luna's shield suddenly shifted, expanding to protect Ghost too. "Nobody hurts my uncle!" Her eyes blazed with combined wolf and druid power, making her look eerily like her mother in battle mode. The traffickers attacked with dark magic, but Luna's shield held firm. Ghost's enchanted bullets found their marks, taking down another attacker. But the leader was crafty, trying to magically corrupt Luna's shield.

Beatrice has gone into the crowd too and Seven slithered unnoticed into the crowd too. Beatrice was laughing in the corner with another Luna who despite laughing and engaging in conversation could not stop looking at the bouncing breast of Beatrice.It seems like they are making her uncomfortable but she had no courage to confront her. She was drinking like she was drinking water.One would swear she was stressed. Something grabbed her attention and for a moment the Luna in her company seemed to be speaking alone. Color drained from her face, leaving her as white as snow.It was like she had seen a ghost. I followed her eyes and they landed on a boy making acquaintance with Seven.

***Rebecca*** I stood there for a minute sniffing the night air and taking in my surroundings with my new wolf eyes, until I heard someone running towards me and I turned with my fangs ready and my head low. Very confused Tyrell came into view and he looked at me bowing his head low. I couldn't understand what he was doing until I heard his voice: "Luna." He recognised me! But how can I hear him? "Luna? Are you ok? I didn't know you could shift or that you had a wolf…" Oh for crying out loud, what can I say, I didn't know I had a wolf in me. "Oh Jesus, Tyrell, what do you want me to say?? That I was hiding myself from a pack of wolves?? I have no idea how it happened…! I had no clue I had a