Eda Owl House Novels & Stories

Dawn was approaching when they finally decided to go home, each with a plan in mind to face the challenges of the next day. While Lola and Maya shared their confidences, the owl seemed to watch intently, its large eyes blinking in the darkness of the night. There was something mysterious about the way she kept her gaze fixed on her friends, as if she understood the depth of their words and the strength of their friendship. In a way, her expression seemed like an enigmatic smile, as if she approved of the two young women's determination to face their dilemmas. As Lola and Maya retreated into the house, the owl rose from the roof of the gazebo and, with a soft flapping of wings, flew away, dis

It was like the tortious sound of a deranged man. The owl reminded me of my time in Aunty Matilda's place. The red sofa with cream soft pillows resting on its waist, the solid gold walls and the smell of purple hibiscuses that never seemed to leave my nose for a second. The owl in Aunty Matilda's house was gentle, cool-headed and compassionate. It knew the right time to come in the night and the right time to leave just after midnight. It came to my room in Aunty Matilda's house for a whole month; the first month that I spent in her house in Anambra. I mourned the day I waited for the owl to come sing in my window with its restless noise but it never showed up. The next day, I made a small b

It was right under our noses the entire time. It looked like a basic house on the outskirts of town; with a basic wooden fence that went around the house. I parked the car, and I was about to get out, but Esme stopped me when she saw the owl flying high over the car and through the night sky. She rolled down the window and held her arm out for the owl to perch on her. “Where’s Tessa’s window?” She asked the bird. Surprisingly, the bird flew high in the sky again and wrapped around the building, disappearing entirely. I furrowed my brows at the retreating bird and then looked back at Esme.

When she couldn’t see his back anymore, she offered a tiny wave at her beautiful home and started her journey to the Dark Shadow Pack. She heard the same sound she heard last night inside her father’s bedroom, she followed it keenly and was surprised to see an owl staring at her immensely, the owl flew in front of her, stopped, and lowered itself down. Alpha Ciandra couldn’t help but smile, “the birds love me.”

Evy didn't want to pry into something she shouldn't be and had left him to think it through. But then she saw a bird arrive, one with lighter feathers than Stix. It stops directly at Owen. Giving his wrist, the bird landed neatly. He inspected his feet and was even heartbroken over the letter that had come with it. Putting it back, he released the bird again but not before he fed it a small rodent. Owen went back inside the mansion. Evy wondered what he could be upset about. Could be news about his family or debts he was trying to pay up. Could be a lot of things.