Boscha Owl House Novels & Stories

"I saw a river in the Oasis not far from here. Then a huge white wolf appeared and led me downstream, beckoning me to follow. Kalyssa, it looked like your wolf. Anyway, we came to a warehouse. When I flung the door open, there were cages inside." When he stopped, I went next. "I saw a farmhouse on the edge of the Oasis. Humans were working but were enslaved. A slave driver reared back his whip and struck one of the humans. There was a huge warehouse to the right of the farmhouse. Then I zoomed inside, and Rush was sitting at a wooden table speaking to the other heads of Nightshade." Elias was next. "I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons ar

Oswin instantly yanked on the horse's saddle, and it came to a stop on its own. A two-story white Victorian home stands just a few meters from us. The white marble and numerous glass windows give it an air of refined elegance. The design is spare, yet it appears to be well received. Both fire trees and simple hedges frame the home's front yard. Nothing flowery or trite will do. "What are we going to deliver?" Oswin asked as he shared the checklist with me. "Scented candles and ointments, toiletries, four gallons of white deer's blood, and a sack of wolfsbane," I read carefully.

Sure enough, Hope nods in approval. Oliva shows me a sleek black couch with large round arms on the ends. There’s a cream colored backdrop behind it. My eyes go wide when I see some “toys” similar to what had been in the warlock’s sex dungeon. I blow out a hard breath and put up a long black stick with a black feather on the end. This doesn’t seem all that threatening. “Let’s just take a few, I swear if you don’t like them… I’ll delete them. Fair,” Olivia questions.

"But hardly anyone knows about this house. It's like a hidden museum or a memorial place." "Is it okay for us to break in like that?" "The house is for everyone who finds it," Octavia said. "It's a school property." "Then how did you find it in the first place?" "A little bird told me," she just said and walked on toward the fireplace. Well, who knows? Maybe Octavia was the next Snow White or something. I looked around the living room. There was a kitchenette in one corner and a small dining table. I walked toward a table by the window facing the river. There were sketches of blueprint and map and strange machines. They placed around the wooden table with wooden models of the various devices

CHAPTER 3 13 months ago Oswald scanned the narrow street carefully, making sure to see no one had been on his tail. He pulled the cloak closer to himself as he trotted down an alleyway lined with algae. He watched children play with 'snowballs' and wrestle themselves in their wolf form. He watched a woman tendering to the apple tree just outside her house. He was yanked off the alleyway almost immediately, and he found himself inside a dark room, and his supposed captor closing the door quickly.

She has nothing to do here. Rose was sitting there when Oliva came near her. "Queen" Oliva greeted. Rose smiled at her. She will have a company now. "Oliva" She acknowledged. "I was waiting for you to wake up. Would you like to have a tour of the mansion, Queen?" Oliva asked her excited. "That would be amazing" Rose said. Buddy was still resting and Rose decided to let him rest. Oliva showed her around the mansion. As they were going through the corridor, Rose saw a beautiful painting of a black wolf. She looked at Oliva. "Where did you got this painting from? It's beautiful." She said.

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She still found it hard to believe sometimes that the most gorgeous one of them all was actually in love with her. A rustling in the branches above them drew her attention. With their superior hearing, the three volkaanes were already gazing upward. A large brown and white owl alighted on a branch about two-thirds of the way up the tree. The owl’s big round eyes and pointed ears moved back and forth, quickly surveying the area. Satisfied that all was at it should be, the owl fluttered down to the ground just inside the tree line, about ten feet from where Leesa and the volkaanes stood.

Its surrounding environment was great, and it was normal for there to be wild animals from time to time. Olivia had just fallen asleep. She hadn't gotten into a deep sleep yet. She immediately opened her eyes when she heard the owl hooting. Normally, Ethan would already be home at this hour, but he wasn't home yet. Madam Burgess hadn't been staying in recently, too. She was the only one in the enormous house. The room was in complete darkness. There were only some warm yellow lights in the yard. She saw a large owl as soon as she opened her eyes.