Scooby Dooby Doo Daphne Novels & Stories

she teased. “I’m just saying we’ll always be best friends.” She smiled sweetly and nodded. “I agree. Always.” Then Daphne moved to the fridge. “Now, let’s get this dessert on the table, eat quickly, and then you’re getting your mate an MRI scan.” I chuckled and went to help Daphne. -Anastasia-

she says as tears fill her eyes. The first one looks at me with wide eyes and stammering, "You're the Dhamphir? There's another one? How? When?" "Tsk tsk tsk," Anita says shaking her head holding his chin in her hand, forcing him to look at her. "You're never going to get those answers." She grips him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him to his feet before singing her fangs in his neck. I grab the other one who seemed too stunned to move and drain him in seconds. I feel my strength restore and sigh with relief.

It’s a series of weird noises coming from the back of its throat and I think it might even be its laughter. “I’m Daphne,” it says in a strange voice. “Take me home. . . .” My patience snaps. I don’t want to hear it use my friend’s voice. I try to stomp on its face, but then it opens its mouth wide and tries to bite me off by the ankle. I scream, taking my gun and shooting it in its mouth. I fully expect it to go still and stop moving, but it just releases that weird laughing hum again and tries to come towards me.

she asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Daphne's expression shifted from calm to surprised. "Tell me what, Sophie?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. "That you and Allen have something going on, silly," Sophia said, her smile still firmly in place. Daphne tried to brush off the comment, attempting to avoid the conversation. "I don't know what you're talking about, Sophia," she said, hastily gathering the coffee cups and heading towards the kitchen. However, Sophia wasn't deterred. She followed Daphne, her persistence evident in her tone. "Yes, you do," Sophia said, tailing behind her, refusing to let the subject drop.

NEW YORK ~SIENNA~ "I'm sorry, friend, I couldn't help myself," Daphne chuckled when she came back and sat down in the booth next to me. "Did he really suck your clit?" "He couldn't help himself, he loved this pussy," she said with a smirk, picking up her margarita for a sip. "Wow," I chuckled. "You are a hoe, Daphne! How was it?" She burst into laughter. "I didn't expect him to be so skilled with his tongue; I'm quite impressed. I might just go home with him."

Just then, I felt a presence behind me and turned to see Daphne walking in with a huge smile on her face. "Baby!" She screamed and I had to cover her mouth with my hand immediately. I know she was the reason I got this job, but I just couldn't let her make me lose it as well. "What are you yelling for?" I whispered in her ear and she grinned when I removed the hand covering her mouth. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" she said, then extended her hand to show me an invitation card, "Look at this. You know the Moonforest Den?" She asked and I rolled my eyes.

She stared at Tabitha and asked desperately, "Are you a demon to torture me?" "I'm no demon," Tabitha thought, scoffing. "I'm the grim reaper here to collect." She didn't say it aloud, just replied coldly, "If you want to be fixed, cooperate. If not, I'm packing up and walking out right now." "No, don't leave! I'll do it! I'll listen to you!" Daphne shouted back quickly. She turned to Lily. "You put the cream on me." Lily stared at the cluster of blisters covering Daphne's legs. She stammered, "I—I can't..."

Leigh is more powerful than any of these wolves standing around, and this pathetic whore will never compare. Just as I am about to walk off the training grounds in victory, I watch Daphne pull herself up from the matted floor, her chest heaving as she huffs out in anger. Her body ripples before my eyes, her body changing from the lithe female to that of a large, brown wolf. The sickening sounds of her bones breaking and changing overpowers the sounds of gasps that are erupting around us.

"Although I'm willing, I can't do it alone." "You won't have to," Daphne said just as the tea service floated across the room and went to work. A moment later, the tea was poured, and the teapot settled on the serving tray. "If you are the one, the person I think you are, then the Moon Goddess and the rest of the pack will work with you to defeat the world's enemies." I nodded, suddenly nervous. "So, you really think that I'm the one?" She nodded, her eyes never wavering. "I'd stake my life on it." A broad smile spread across her face. "You will defeat all manner of supernatural creatures, including demons and the like. Perhaps even the devil himself. But I'm getting ahead of myself."

Instead, her emotions are almost fully drawn to her sweet wolf, who howls so miserably in her soul. “I know, pup,” Midnight says aloud, sniffing hard. “We’ll go lay down soon. Just…one more thing.” She appears outside the door she’s looking for, low and deep in the castle, and then takes one last breath, flitting to Darkness and then stepping forward so she can appear in the seamstress’s room. Daphne shrieks when the demon appears. She skitters back and falls out of the little chair in front of the sewing table. “Well, that’s a little dramatic,” Midnight says, frowning.