Owl House Novels & Stories

“His name is Oliver, but I call him Ollie. I know Skye, now, so I guess it’s only fair to tell you.” “Ollie, huh?” I asked, pushing down on the accelerator as we left the cluster of suburban houses and pulled out onto the main road. The outskirts of Hawthorn looked and felt different to the town centre – the houses here were newer, more American in their designs, whereas the ones by the high street were old English-style cottages, built from stone rather than wood. “Yeah,” she beamed, turning to me with eyes like shining stars. “He’s wonderful, El, so kind.” Then her smile dropped. “It’s getting harder to lie to him, though.”

Its surrounding environment was great, and it was normal for there to be wild animals from time to time. Olivia had just fallen asleep. She hadn't gotten into a deep sleep yet. She immediately opened her eyes when she heard the owl hooting. Normally, Ethan would already be home at this hour, but he wasn't home yet. Madam Burgess hadn't been staying in recently, too. She was the only one in the enormous house. The room was in complete darkness. There were only some warm yellow lights in the yard. She saw a large owl as soon as she opened her eyes.

Both her and Grandma May spoke about some other things like their likes and dislikes and Grandma May also told her about Oliver’s favorite dish, she also talked about Elena who is 20 years old and is studying overseas. Before they retired that night, she had promised to prepare a delicious meal for Grandma the next day. *********** Oliver Haywood’s cooperation was built on one of the must richest and popular business location in H city, an environment filled with skyscrapers, towers and lots of tourists attraction. This location was a rural area just 7 years ago until Oliver developed it by building one of the most tallest buildings that serves as a tourist attraction which is the Haywood’s

“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.

After changing cars, Wilbur returned to the main road and drove half an hour out into the countryside. They went through a forest before coming to a stop. "Madam, we're here." Olivia got out of the car and looked at the house in front of her. She did not know what words she could use to describe it for a moment. It looked like a cabin in the woods but had walls around it. It had an iron gate, surveillance cameras, and alarms. The walls also had electric fences. You could say anyone trying to break in here would be dead meat.

A rustle erupts to her right, and she squints at the shadow on the ground, her night vision granted by her wolf counterpart allowing Olivia to easily make out the shape of what appears to be an owl, the bird perched higher on the small cliff of soil and leaves. The owl peers back at Olivia for a moment, holding in its beak a worm, and with the sound of another ruffle in the forest, the owl takes off, vanishing through the trees’ crowns. Olivia shrugs and stands from her crouch position, and she quickly dresses herself back, grabs her phone that she tucks in her sweatpants’ pockets, and she trudges to the forest’s outskirts, making her way back to the flat. As Olivia slides the hood of her sw

"I saw a river in the Oasis not far from here. Then a huge white wolf appeared and led me downstream, beckoning me to follow. Kalyssa, it looked like your wolf. Anyway, we came to a warehouse. When I flung the door open, there were cages inside." When he stopped, I went next. "I saw a farmhouse on the edge of the Oasis. Humans were working but were enslaved. A slave driver reared back his whip and struck one of the humans. There was a huge warehouse to the right of the farmhouse. Then I zoomed inside, and Rush was sitting at a wooden table speaking to the other heads of Nightshade." Elias was next. "I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons ar

There were so many ways that this could go wrong. At last, he made it to the border and the guards didn’t even stop him. They ushered him through and he drove along the winding roads to the secluded packhorse. Ollie’s property was mainly made up of mountains. It was heavily wooded and rough terrain. Lucas’ wolf loved running there. It gave them more of a challenge than the flat forested area their land had. Better hunting too. There was one huge valley that ran straight down the middle. During the full moon, it was flooded with moonlight making all the grass and flowers turn silver. That’s how it got its name. Unlike their territory, there were no humans around. “That was fast. I know we wer

Minnow spitted venomously with lips curled over teeth. Saylor's glare fell on his lap, and his shoulders slumped. He knew better than to try to speak to her at this moment. "We recruit a new hunter each year," Cecil said calmly over his shoulder. "Hunter? What do we hunt?" Minnow turned to her father for answers. "Well, we hunt, um." He stuttered. His eyes searched his wife. Dovie rolled her eyes. " We hunt werewolves and other supernatural beings," she said simply without batting her perfectly styled eyelids. Instead, she continued flicking through the stack of papers in front of her.

Olivera Wolfsbane infused sugar in tea is the easiest way to deter a stubborn captive. I wanted to save it for the last minute, just so she wouldn't use her mind-link any further with her mate while we found our way into the pack house. It's a cavernous dwelling, on the edge of a daunting cliff, only accessible through a short, tunneling area under the heavy brush of the forest.