Owl House Fanfic Novels & Stories

This distance is very dangerous. "Hot, stimulating, and unforgettable. That's what we all want to give each other." Olwen swears that Luca's husky, deep voice rubs her skin mercilessly. It gave Olwen goosebumps, then red. Maybe Olwen would bleed if Luca continued to mentally torture Olwen with those enchanting words.

"We don't, mostly." Rowan groaned. "I love hearing about the wolf sex. I do not need to see the wolf sex. Can you please put on clothes before he malfunctions?" Elowen laughed and retreated to the bedroom. I watched her go, already counting the seconds until she came back. "You've got it bad," Rowan observed. "Yes," I agreed. There was no point denying it. "What are you two conspiring about?" Elowen called from the bedroom. "Nothing," Rowan said innocently.

Oswald wasn't the real future Alpha of Black Fur Pack but an imposter and Oswald was a witch. *~* Most would have called it an obsession already, if it was some kind of drug, he would have been addicted but this was the Omega he had been pining for since he knew the meaning of a crush. He thought it was just a silly crush at first, he thought he would get over it once he had his first shift, however, it turned from bad to worst, and now, Ruel could only stare with longing in his heart, gawking at Onyx who sat at the other side of the catching bonfire, with Gwen her side.

I snarled at him, darting towards him, revealing my fangs and glowing eyes as my wolf growled in anger. “You don't have a say in whatever concerns me so shut it and leave. Both of you.” I ordered, restraining myself from clawing his neck out. I got a smile from Oliver instead while he took three steps backwards with his hands raised up in surrender. “It's funny how you expect me to believe that none of these is because of that slut.” Olivia spoke, her face pinged on the floor. “You know what? I'm tired of trying to make you see the truth.” I turned to take my leave.

“Instead of threatening to throw a knife at me just so I'd walk with you to get drunk.” “Oliver, that doesn't mean you can't at least pretend to be decent and enjoy being here.” Keyleth whined, tugging the cowl of her hood up. I snorted. “I can't pretend to be something I'm not.” An onyx-eyed female wolven was suddenly inches away from me. The pale skin of her breasts pushed up and almost out of the cloth that struggled to keep them in place. She pulled her bottom lips in, revealing the sharp edge of one of her fangs, her eyes roaming over me. Shoving another growl down my throat, I watched her approach me, her fingertips inches away from my face. Her jet black hair fell in waves to her shou

He dug his sturdy fingers in his medium length, side-partition hair as he growled, "It's better I leave!" With that his fingers ferociously brushed against his medium length hair and then he dropped his hand down and turned over his heel to walk away. The audacity that was reigning over Owen's face all this while, took a drop and he said, determined, "No matter what Lucas, you better find a mate for yourself at tomorrow's Ceremony or I will have to mate you with the Shell Clan's Royalty!" After casting a look at Lucas' retreating footsteps, Owen was about to leave but his gaze fell on Lucas' phone kept on the table.

Eloise Hollowmere POV "Rowan does not care if I live or die," I say, putting my fork down. "He did not even try to send a mind-link or a message bird. That wolf is dead to me now." "You are smart to leave him," Lucan says, watching me with dark eyes. "I want a completely new start," I say, looking at his handsome face. "I am just a human girl, but I feel a strong pull toward you."

Why did I care what the Omega’s kids thought of me? I hesitated for half a second outside of the bedroom door. Then, trepidation filling my gut, I raised my knuckles to it and knocked. My little angel Ava opened it, staring up at me with exasperation clear in her wide blue eyes. I opened my mouth to greet her – Only to be cut off by a low growl. The shift tore through Ares, and his wolf poised himself, pulling a paw off the ground and glaring at me. He bared his fangs, a threatening grunt spilling from his lips as he sidled closer to Owen.

“If you want anything changed, just tell me. Furniture, layout, whatever you need.” I shake my head. “It’s fine.” Oakley steps in behind me, looking around with wide eyes. “This is nicer than my room.” Lenox snorts. “Your room is a storage closet.” “It has a window,” Oakley protests. “A window that doesn’t open,” Lenox counters. Oakley glares at him. “It opens if you use magic.” “That’s cheating.” “That’s resourceful.” I roll my eyes, but the banter eases something tight in my chest. My wolf relaxes a little more, tail lowering, ears flicking with interest instead of tension.

I walked into the living room, Oliver was sitting on the sofa and fiddling with the TV remote as I sat beside her. “Oliver,” I called him and he looked at me. “I…” I was hesitating as he stopped me. “Ella, If you’re here to tell me that I am not allowed to touch you or to taste you then you’re dreaming. Because you are mine and will always be mine. You have agreed to be my sex slave and I am not giving you the permission to back out.” My mouth opened wide at his domination. “No, Oliver. I am not yours…” Before I could complete my sentence, I was pinned down on the sofa by him as he angrily held my hands with his one hand, and with the other hand, he skillfully removed my trouser.