Owl House Raine Novels & Stories

He was Allison's final victim, before she herself became one and met her gruesome end. She walked outside, towards the asylum. When she reached it, she saw the two wolves, digging furiously in the garden. The angel fountain had been knocked over and they were digging where it stood. They didn't notice her, in their furious determination and she walked back to the cabin, to prepare a light supper in case they were ravenous when they were done. There was steak and frozen fries and as she put it on the sink to defrost, Rachel felt a chill go up her spine. The temperature lowered and she knew she had company.

The wolf growled angrily and before the ghoul was in total control of itself after moving at such a speed but failing to get its target, the wolf ran after it, jumped into the air, caught it in its jaws and sent it crashing to the ground. "Well done," Harold commended his wolf and it growled. If his father was with him, apart from the fact that he'll be shocked at what the university was doing - if he didn't know of it, too, he'll be proud of his son. Harold Girard was no longer an Omega. No. He had gone up the totem pole. The wolf ran back to where his friends were and looked up from above at the ghouls which were transfixed by what had happened to four of them in a space of two minutes.

Olive was a typical person who found it difficult to fall asleep after being woken up, although she was still very sleepy. She picked up her phone again, looked at it for a while, and simply got up. She was about to go into the bathroom to wash when she caught sight of the suitcase in the living room. It was not moved all night. Seeing this, Olive thought of what happened last night and wondered. ‘Doesn't Liam have to take a shower?’ Olive didn't care too much, washed quickly, and went back to her room to change. When she got to the porch to put on her shoes, she glanced at them and suddenly found that Liam's shoes were missing.

And then, almost seconds later, a raindrop fell on my hand. It was black, thick, tar-like and unnatural. It felt …wrong. My wolf surged in my mind, restless, pacing, whining. Take her home. Now. “Iris,” I said sharply, scooping her up. “We’re going.” “Rain?” she asked, blinking. “Yes, baby.” My heart hammered. “A dangerous one.” We reached home just as my father and brother arrived, both wearing grave expressions. “Rue.” Cole’s tone was grim. “Have you heard?”

I lean back in my leather chair, fingers steepled beneath my chin, feet propped carelessly on the polished surface of my desk. Her scent still lingers in the air, wildflowers, pine, and that unmistakable sweet note that marks her as a true omega. Sophia Blackwood.

Alexei sighed, “Really now Ana, you know what Adrian would do with you if he found out you resisted. Gas a feral omega out…using their scent to find them and the only way you could trigger an omega's scent, was through arousal or fear. And Alexei…knew the shape of my nightmares. “Your room is still untouched, you know. The dining too. Declan made sure the packhouse never changed. He knew you'd come home some day. “This time though, the doors and windows are sealed, so not even the sunlight goes through without them knowing.” His boots were close now, a stall away, I could feel every thud. It wafted past my nose. That scent, My scent My teary eyes flashed open back to the dyed stall. Shit.. S

“You mean… the faceless woman from your dreams.” “…She’s not faceless.” “Marcus,” my wolf said flatly, “you don’t even know what color her eyes are. She’s a glowing blur with nice hands and a vague scent of lavender.” I rubbed my temples, ready to physically rip the voice from my brain. “I can’t like Raine, okay?! She’s snappy and sarcastic and she probably sleeps with a dagger under her pillow—” “Hot.” “—and I’m her boss!” “Spicier.”

Olivia was surprised to know that she was not Gary’s daughter. Raina bent over to the bar counter holding a bottle of liquor and crying bitterly as she asked impatiently, “Who are you?” Olivia sat next to her and smiled. “Miss Hill, I am Olivia Lopez, Edward Wilson’s girlfriend.” “Oh, it’s you! Are you gonna be Charlotte’s step mom? I must warn you, be careful of her. She is a ****! That woman is conniving, calculating shrew. If she were not such a scheming woman, then how could she become the Wilson family’s heiress?” Raina said through gritted teeth.

To hell with that bitch! It was a week and a day since Wayne disappeared, and she was returning for her afternoon shower after having lunch with Dolly and Vanessa in the garden. The men had finally left her for the first time since Wayne disappeared. They had been like her second skin, following her up and down and glaring daggers at anyone who even dared to stare at her. Wayne had given them the orders they said, and she found it ridiculously funny. Immediately Olive stepped into the receiving room, she was hit by a very strong scent of rain on a dusty forest floor. She froze as the scent filled her entirety. It was so fresh and strong, that she knew the owner was there not less than five m

Honey and Sugar probably. Roxie stayed in her room for the next couple of hours until Avery made his way in to tell her that it was time. "Did anything happen?" He asked. She pointed to the cup on the bedside table. He picked up the empty cup and sniffed it. "Same smell. This is what Wolfsbane smells like?" He asked and she nodded. "You didn't drink it did you?" Roxie shook her head in response. "Nope. I spit it back out, then I dumped it. I won't fall for that trick twice." Roxie said confidently. Avery grinned and took the cup with him. He placed it in a ziplock bag that he brought with him. "I'll use this to seal her fate later. Who brought it to you?" He asked. "An Omega. Her name is Oli