Owl House Memes Funny Novels & Stories

I look over at Josh and he has a soft smile on his face while watching us. Mrs. Taylor fixes Oli and herself a plate and they join us at the ranked table to eat. We all enjoy the visit, even Josh. Oli eventually warms up to Josh when they discuss farm animals. Oli loves to visit the livestock on territory, his favorite being the pigs. I’m not sure why, maybe it’s because it’s acceptable for them to be covered in mud. I just chalk it up to him being a three-year-old male wolf.

"I heard you won a big project. Naturally, I had to come home to celebrate with you in person!" Eva cheered. "Uncle Owen, you're the best!" Owen smiled warmly, pleased to be home with his family. As they planned their celebration, Owen's phone began to ring. "Mr. Lowes, it's me, Oliver. Someone just mistook me for you. They tried to give me gifts and wanted me to cause trouble for your niece!" Owen grew serious. "What? They must be courting trouble." Eva looked worried, seeing the gravity on Owen's face.

“You went home with Jim last night. Eleven-years-old you would’ve been so happy.” “Jim and his uncool friends,” she corrected with pursed lips. “What should I do to make you let that joke go?” “By letting me back to sleep, I guess,” I yawned, but Olive’s puppy eyes just wrenched my heart. That was one of her skills. “Alright, alright. Was Carson there though?” “When I said ‘uncool friends’, it means the whole band—that bootleg Shawn Mendes included.”

But Kai ignored him, "You better keep your mouth shut, dumbass! At least, I didn't eat my aunt's dildo like you." "I didn't eat it, tight ass! I merely swallowed it… and threw it out at her feet after turning back normal!" Oliver's voice was edged with embarrassment. But it provided the guys some much needed air of delight and they could look around with deep inquisitiveness. "Scatter around in the city and look for a golden colored wolf." Jake's voice made them stiffen up again. "We know what a Moonfolk wolf looks like, bitch." Jake shook his head in annoyance at Oliver's remark.

Oliver joins the game and sure enough we win. We continue to play several different games in the game room. We are all having so much fun we forgot about lunch and now it is past dinner. My stomach betrays me and growls. I am happy it was quiet but when I hear the others laugh I remember they are werewolves and could hear it. “Why are you all laughing? You’re the werewolves I am sure you have to be starving with all the extra calories you need.” “I asked mom to order us Pizza a little bit ago. It should be here soon.” Oliver states

Then somehow I made things worse by comparing them to German Shepherds. “Wonderful,” Maximus groaned dramatically. “Now mate’s going to buy me a collar and a bowtie.” I snorted out loud. Olivia blinked at me slowly. Oh yeah. I was definitely losing my mind. “You did that out loud,” Maximus informed me smugly. “Mate officially thinks we’re insane.” “Not helping.” Finally I gave up trying to explain around the truth. “Okay fine. Duke and Maximus are wolves.” Relief immediately crossed Olivia’s face.

My voice was low, dangerous, because if I let it out, I might snap the tablet into two. Olivia’s finger jabbed across the screen, flipping through endless reposts. “It’s everywhere, Damien. T*****r, I*******m, TikTok…memes are already trending. Someone packaged this deliberately. This isn’t random. This was set up.” She bit her lip, then blurted: “What if it’s the Osmonds again?!” Her words knifed through me. But this is not something they would do. My eyes snapped up to meet hers as I remembered.

I feel like it’s our souls that combine as one when we mate. “I make no promises,” laughs Oliver. “You will if wish to keep your little friend,” threatens Olivia making me burst out laughing. “Geez, I was kidding, no need to get so hostile,” Oliver jokes back. I swear that boy has no serious bone in his body.

He called. “What!” He gasped back. “Youre a bad influence on her.” He grumbled. “So bad,” I laughed quietly, “though let's face it that ass was its own influence.” “Amen cousin!” Andre held up his hand and I slapped it. “You two fucking dogs in heat.” Oliver threw down his fork, “won't waste the Wallace breakfast like this! I’ll fucking vomit.” “Hey you'll get there too kid. Just gotta spend time as a wolf.” Andre licked his lips as Elias walked back over.

"See? I told you. You had to open your mouth and ruin my day." Owen, unfazed by my sarcasm, held up his dog, G****e, who looked adorably confused. "But look," Owen said, his voice dripping with mock innocence as he made G****e sit up on his hind legs. "How can you say no to this face?"