Owl House Abomination Novels & Stories

He was taller than the others, his robes made of shadow and bone, his staff topped with a skull that was screaming in a frequency only wolves could hear. "The Abomination returns," the Inquisitor hissed, his gaze locking onto me. "And she brings her pet rebel." Félix stepped in front of me, his body tensing. "The only pet here is you, old man. And you’re about to be put down." The Inquisitor laughed, a sound like dry leaves on a grave. He raised his staff, and the shadows in the room coalesced into four massive, hulking beasts—shadow-wolves, born from the mountain’s own corrupted energy.

As he was in the doorway with the knob in his hand, he turned his head. “I'll just say this once, Saga. Don't you dare help those two families any deeper. The girl you're looking for is Hugo Supernova's prey. She is a holy blooded wolvire.” Saga gasped, his eyes staring at his father without blinking. Mrs. Adrian stood up and said, “You don't need to worry anymore because INDICENT must have helped them. Just shut up and don't get into trouble. We don't want anything to happen to you, all right?”

She read what was written in the introduction, biting her lips lightly, eager for what was to come. She begins by reading silently, "He and his offspring were cursed for breaking the rules and falling in love with a witch by her family." That's just what was written on the first page! She furrowed her eyebrows in surprise, turning her eyes to the page next to her "It is forbidden to be the companion or companion of any werewolf from outside its class, witches, phoenixes, vampires, mestizos, ogres, demons, angels.... Humans are all rejected." Her eyes fell on another category, humans??

"Oh, you mean Chaol? Of course, I remind you of him- after all, we are of the same essence." He surrounded his brows at him. "Same essence?" The creature laughs maniacally, holding his breath. "Him and I. Let us just say that we are both the same." "The same?" he snickered. "You are nothing like him." The stranger's hands extended and crystallized into a weapon. Owl took a step back, eyes broadened- for Chaol had the same ability too. "How pathetic. How extremely saddening. How am I not like him?"

“That is not enough. Onyx herself broke the old agreements when she went into the human world and laid with a mortal king. The product of that union is an accident of passion, not a candidate for rule. If you place him before us as successor, you ask every pure line in this realm to bend the knee to human stink and human weakness.” The murmurs rose. One lord slammed a clawed hand against the table hard enough to send a hairline crack racing through the obsidian. Another bared teeth in open disgust. The word *abomination* was not spoken aloud, but it hung in the air as clearly as if it had been. Lucifer had not moved.

I pried my head out of the shattered window glass trying to see if I could get a glimpse of the creature. It made a chirping sound like that of an owl and I found myself gaping at the creature. It was unlike anything I had ever seen. I didn’t even think animals like it existed and from the way it looked, it was definitely an abomination that should not have been created. There was no way that it was born like that without the need for a spell to change its form. It was an owl, big enough to lift the car if it wanted to. Its claw were sharper than the ones an owl would have. its body was that of a lion, having the tail of a dragon. It was as magnificent as it was terrifying. Everything about

If nothing more, this intrigued it the most, for very few humans had the ability to sense demonic forces. The horror that crossed the Abednego's face, he shivered, he was unprotected like a lamb without a flock or shepherd, and that bothered him more. It wondered briefly what it should do, for surely the man would taste awful. Eating him was out of the question, so- … A sudden sharp pain ripped from its ponderings. Shocked the ogrism looked down at him and the glass bottle in now embedded inside his rib. Another thing that bothered him about him, he had a hunter's stealth.

They’re just stories. A week passes by the same as the last, Alaric once again hiding from her as she continues to walk through, still with the same questions she had before. She enters the cemetery, eyes glancing to the floor as she steps over the fallen branches of the tree. Looking up, her body stops. Olivia’s eyes widen as she stares at what can only be described as a wolf, but it’s big and somehow different. Gazing in shock, her body trembles as she considers screaming. She has her proof now. Proof that something is happening here.

Damon said softly. The werewolf began to laugh, his choked cackles echoing through the entire room, bouncing off the walls and returning to them. “That will never happen…” Abel wheezed. “Talk all you like, but we… are a divine creation…just like humans. I don’t know what you did to yourself… but you are NOTHING… but an ABOMINATION!” The words rolled off the Hunter like water over stone, and with another slashing motion from him, Abel’s head rolled to the floor, the echoes of his scream in the air.

‎Letting out a deep breath, I opened my mouth ready to spur out the poison in my heart– but before the words even came to fruition, I spotted a truly horrifying scene that made goosebumps surface all over my skin. ‎It was a creature one could only imagine in a truly demonic nightmare. ‎In all my years of writing horror novels, I had never imagined something so disturbing . ‎ ‎At the corner of my eye, I spotted a half wolf– half owl creature, with human like nose, ears and limbs. ‎Its head was that of an owl. ‎Its body– that of an extra large brown wolf, dripping with blood stains. ‎It had large red eyes, the exact same eyes I had spotted in the dark a couple of minutes ago.