Owl House Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Man those were crazy times. I remember when you took that one chick you were dating, Ember-“ All of sudden my wolf picked up on movement to my right and a familiar scent hint hit my nose before someone small jumps on me. “Liv! I can’t believe it’s you!” I hug her and pick up a scent off of her shirt but before I can indulge in it she backs away and hits Owen on the shoulder. “Hey Owen! That’s such a great story! I’ll make sure to tell mom and dad the next time I see them.” Olivia busts his balls and all Owen can do is open his mouth like a fish while he tries to think of a way to backpedal while everyone else laughs.

Chloe and Aiden were dragged away, her defiance crumbling as the realization of her defeat sank in. As the adrenaline ebbed, I turned back to Olivia. My wolf stirred, a deep, protective growl rising as I crossed the distance to her. “Are you alright?” I asked, my voice softer now. She nodded, her eyes searching mine. “It’s over.” “Not yet,” I said, glancing toward the Council chamber. “But it will be.” Needing to feel that she was safe, I pulled Olivia close and kissed her neck, baring our Mating Marks for everyone to see.

"Then I'll declare that you are the one I've chosen. After that, no one will dare question your place, Aurora. The whole world will know that you are my one true love." "Alright." I offered a shy smile and tiptoed to kiss him. "Owen, I'll do as you say." He grinned in satisfaction and left. The instant his back was turned, I erased the shy expression from my face. What a heartfelt lie. If I hadn't looked through his phone last night, I might have actually been moved to tears by his devotion. An hour later, I carried the usual cup of medicinal soup up to the bedroom at the far end of the third floor. Eliana Brooks, Owen's mother and former Luna of great renown, now lay confined to her bed, we

Olivia scrambled all the way back until her spine hit the hard wooden headboard right next to the metal IV stand. "Did you really think I’d never find out?" Vulcan snarled, standing right over her bed, blocking out all the light in the room. "Did you think I wouldn't realize that the maid, Olivia, was Mike Hawthorne’s actual daughter?! Did you think I would fail to find my promised betrothed just because you were my mate?!" Olivia’s breath hitched violently in her throat. WHAT?! Yara screamed hysterically inside her mind, her wolf howling in absolute horror. WHAT IS HE SAYING?!

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.

Right before my mating ceremony, I drank the glass of milk my mother had brought me. It didn’t take long for my consciousness to slip away. When I opened my eyes, I found myself locked inside a basement, a silver lock barring the door. Shifting, I threw myself against the door desperately, even when my flesh was torn and bloody. At last, I broke free. I dragged my broken body to the ceremony, only to find my adopted sister, Maeve, standing on the altar in a gown far more extravagant than mine. My mate—the one who had my heart—placed the Luna crown that was meant for me on Maeve’s head. Maeve sank into my mate’s embrace, her frame fragile. “Ulric, I feel like I’m dreaming. I’m

My body was still reeling from what I had experienced. Olivia raised an eyebrow. “No, no. I’m sorry. It’s not about you. I just had the weirdest dream.” “I don’t care. Be downstairs in 30 minutes. Just because you’re now betrothed to the alpha doesn’t mean you stop working.” I was working as an engineer in training. Olivia was also in the same department but she focused mainly on civil engineering. Meanwhile, I did mostly mechanical and electrical engineering. I nodded. “Okay. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Want to share one?” “I never turn down sweets.” He grabs a plate and two forks and goes onto the screened-in porch. “You seem to like it out here.” “I do.” I flick on the overhead fan, feeling the heat of the day hit us as soon as we step out. “And Tulip does too.” Owen smirks. “I have a really good crazy cat lady joke right now.” “No pussy jokes anymore?” He laughs. “I can always come up with one.” “I’m sure you can come up with one.”

Grim POV Immediately I closed the door behind Olivia's room, and I let out a sigh of relief. My wolf growled loudly, wanting to go back there and mate her, but I had to wait. I can't just have some casual sex with her, not after what she has gone through. She deserves better.

His feet, now human again, stepped onto the dirt road that led to the mansion. The house, imposing and solitary, stood right in front of Owen's property. It was his house, where he lived with his father. He entered without turning on the lights, ignoring the luxurious living room and going straight up to the bedroom. But he couldn't sleep. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling for hours, then on the window, then on the ceiling again. No matter how many times he told himself that she wasn't worthy, that she was weak, that he didn't want her... none of it worked. His body was crying out for her. So did the wolf. And now, knowing that she had a wolf inside her, no matter how small, no matter how a