Unmasking Scooby Doo Novels & Stories

I had expected to lie awake in an unfamiliar room, going over the same thoughts I had been going over for months. Instead, I was sitting at a stranger's kitchen table watching snow fall past the window, and a boy across from me was drawing invisible shapes on the tablecloth with one finger and humming quietly to himself. Lucas leaned across the table toward me suddenly. "Do you like marshmallows?" he asked, with the gravity of someone raising a genuinely important issue. "I love marshmallows," I said. He sat back, visibly satisfied, nodding once in the way of a person confirming their judgment was correct.

Inside my mind, Luna stirred. “Are you certain?” she asked softly. I inhaled slowly. “We are done hiding.” The moment the words left me, I felt the familiar shift ripple through my body. Luna released the disguise completely. Dark strands of altered hair gradually returned to their natural shade. The artificial scent faded away. And for the first time in years, I stood before my former pack exactly as I truly was. No mask. No lies. No Doctor B. Only Chiara. The disguise she had placed on me slowly faded away. My natural scent returned, and my dark hair softened into its familiar honey shade. At the same moment, I lowered my mask and faced the crowd as the real me.

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the mask."

* Liam found himself focusing on something else. He was looking out to see if there was any movie being shot nearby or if he had stepped into a location. But his search was futile, because none of that was happening. *He doesn't look dressed for a masquerade party either. Weirdo.* He almost spat out as the button was let lose. "I'm sorry." The stranger said before continuing on his race. Liam paused and looked back. *He seems to be in a hurry somehere.* He thought and was about to continue his sprint when he realised he wanted to do something before he bumped into the masquerade mask stranger.

I said, smirking. He groaned and rolled his eyes so hard I was worried they’d get stuck. “Is this live?” “Nope. But it’s being recorded for future generations to mock.” “Great. Then we’re wearing masks,” he muttered, fishing something out of his pocket. What he pulled out looked like a black garbage bag had a baby with a cheap Halloween costume. It was a mask... technically. But also a crime against aesthetics. “You’re kidding, right?” “Nope. Didn’t you check our mail?”

All my information has been changed and nothing can tie me to RICO. I enter the bathroom and get in the shower and let the warm water soothe my frayed nerves. I let the water cascade over and wash away Teagen Mulholland. In her place, now stands the squeaky clean, innocent little lamb known as Bobbi-Jane Costello. Wrapping a towel around my chest, I wrap my long dark hair in a towel like a turban on top of my head and exit the bathroom to get ready for my first shift.

If not, I’ll get kicked out! [Allison, my mom is pressuring me again. Can you buy some groceries for my family under my name? Thank you so much! I really don’t have any money!] [I'll post these photos online and make sure you never get married!] Leslie let out a bloodcurdling scream and scrambled to open her phone, desperate to send out the photos. I ignored her and swiped across my phone screen. In the next second, the display on the TV shifted—revealing a set of explicit photos. However, I had carefully censored the key areas with pixelation.

They all looked at her with sharp and judgmental gazes. Finally, after a long moment, her legs went weak. She sank onto the ground, her face ashen, and she began crying. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It was Uncle Cameron. He told me to do this…" "Enough, Kate Horton," I interrupted. "Save it for the police." With that, I turned to Luke, who looked distraught. "Oh, right, Dr. Spencer. The footage of you barging into the consultation room has already been uploaded online.

"You disappeared after graduation, and we never heard from you again. Seeing that you're doing well now makes me feel better." Zachary, whose lie had just been exposed, looked at me with that same gentle expression he used to wear in high school. But in reality, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing, a devil who'd drag someone into the pits of hell. "Come on, Zachary," Melissa said, sliding closer and hooking her arm through mine like we were close. "Isn't this all because of you? If you hadn't helped her back then, would Brianna have ever scored that well in math?"

I looked at my girls and wore the mask again after years of hiding it in our closet. “Mommy it fits you!” Chelsey pointed the mirror to my side. I smiled at the girl in the mirror before looking back at my family. “Guys, let me tell you a story of a girl behind the mask.” The end. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ethan and Jessy's story is now out! Just search My little secrets...