Lumity Owl House Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 296 A few days later, the construction site of the house had been busy since morning. The sound of machines, workers moving back and forth, and the building framework beginning to rise made the area look alive. Olivia wore a white safety helmet and a safety vest, holding a tablet while discussing matters with the foreman. “For the eastern-side windows, please make sure the lighting is maximized,” Olivia said firmly yet calmly. “I don’t want the living room to be dark in the morning.”

The house was too quiet… that something felt odd. In the middle of the night, where the full moon had shone, Arth had trouble sleeping. His exhausted body wanted to rest so badly but his guts were keeping him awake. He groaned as he sat up from his white bed, then he glanced through the windows. His eyes went wide of what he saw. A white owl stood on a branch of a tree outside, watching Arth. Its white feathers gleamed with the moonlight but its eyes glowed brightly—so round and entirely locked at him. Who would see a damn bird that has glowing eyes?

He smirked impishly, "I'll just wait out here. Might finish that nap you interrupted." Twillow laughed and shook her head at him as he stood and moved away from the house through the trees to a grassy clearing. Leida beckoned her inside with a hand. With expert precision, Twillow flattened her iridescent wings down against her back and followed her into the house. Despite how it looked on the outside it was much bigger on the inside. The house was filled with all kinds of things; herbs, dried flowers, baking ingredients, crystal charms, and all kinds of bottles.

The lamps were turned on as soon as we hit the road and the way didn’t seem to look that shabby now. Jason winked at me. “She knows we have arrived.” He said and started walking a bit faster. I know he was much eager to meet his girlfriend. After walking for like five minutes we were in front of a small house at the end of the road. The house was simple and kind of cute with the flowers and plants decorating its ceiling. The door was made of an old oak tree and there was an owl sitting in front of the door. His eyes were glued on me and I swear I feel goose bumps by staring back at him. I feel drawn towards its yellow pearls. I feel it was peering inside my soul.

Zitrey was about to say something when her eyes glued at the pair of jade-green eyes staring at her, widely. At the same time, the long raven hair of the owl logo Guy fell from his shoulder and gracefully dance with the wind. Because of this, Zitrey was filled with nostalgia when she smells the fragrance of the owl logo Guy shampoo. It smells sweet... like a newly bloomed flower at Spring – a flower called Jasmine.

This was more than a piece of jewelry; it was a relic, a key to a past deeply tied to Violet's enigmatic bloodline. The weight of discovery was momentarily forgotten when a sudden, piercing cry from outside shattered the cabin's fragile cocoon of silence. An owl, its large, round eyes gleaming with an almost unnatural luminance, perched momentarily on the windowsill, its cry echoing the urgency of a warning, a call to action. Just as quickly as it appeared, it took flight, its wings casting ghostly shadows upon the moonlit ground, leaving a chill in its wake.

He flashed us a cryptic smile. I gulped hard, eyeing the house. It looked truly haunted, occupying a significant space on the side of the dock. The windows and walls looked as though they had been forgotten through time. Giant bats and gargoyles manned the threshold and roof. “We can choose another booth,” Liam said when I kept eyeing the house. Shaking my head, I tugged him back when he was about to leave. “No,” I stated. “Let’s go. This is perfect.”

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance WOLVES The house was dark and full of danger signs. The trees by the sides were tall and huge, fencing the house out of human sight. The house was grey and black in colour, cobwebs hung on each side. Making the house look like an ancient witch house, designed only for the Divines. Owls hooting were heard from afar, bats flapping their wings. Huns could be heard as if a choir was nearby but then..there was none.

She was still a little unsettled, but she was fighting it. Colt and Lilith then went inside their new home after a few more minutes. They were both wandering inside the two-story house, holding each other's hands. The house is modest, yet it has a beautiful appearance. The furniture was likewise complete and made of wood, and there was a pool right within the house, as well as a patio and a small garden at the back.

Lucia’s primary task was keeping Lyra occupied with a game of fetch using fallen twigs, though the copper retriever was far more interested in helping Dante dig up soft earth for the "foundation." "Look, Mamma!" Lucia called out, pointing toward their creation as Amara approached with a thermos of hot cocoa. "We built a house for Lyra and Aegis! It has a real roof!" Amara knelt beside the structure, running her fingers over the woven branches. "It’s a magnificent design, Lucia. Very sturdy." Emiliano walked up behind them, leaning on a heavy walking staff, his gaze sweeping over his four children and the two dogs resting together on a bed of dry pine needles.