Owls Legends Novels & Stories

“What kind of legends?” In front of everyone, the wolf who has been leading the others approached Isabel and gently nudged his head on her hand. Her excitement went through the roof and she was tempted to hug him. She lightly squealed to contain her emotions. “According to legends, they’re of the royals. They’re the only ones who can command them. They haven’t been seen since the last royal died and the throne sat empty. Others say they’re from the moon goddess herself.” Someone snorted, “Hasn’t it been almost a century since the last werewolf king died?”

The owl cooed and flapped its wings a few times and made itself comfortable. "I think it knows we did something." "What kind of lunacy is that?! Why would you be scared of such a dumb bird?!" His two henchmen lowered their gazes, feeling disgraced by the owl's judgment. On its eyes, they could see their reflections, telling then that they were the scum of this world." "Don't you think the Anima Goddess have seen what we did, Chief?" "Who cares for all that rubbish story anyway? It is just a plight to entice children to respect the woods and threaten them to stay obedient and be at home."

He held it out wordlessly and Skye took it gratefully, his stomach rumbling on cue. “Thanks.” Lejend shrugged it off as he turned to pat Moya gently on the nose too. “It’s fine. I prefer the company of animals over people as well. They are far less complicated.” A hoot announced Shadow’s arrival and the tiny owl swooped down to land on Lejend’s shoulder with a small lizard in her beak. She scoffed it down, bones and all, and he chuckled. “Found a good one, did you?” She nipped at his ear affectionately before flying off again. “Can you heal animals?”

I hooted angrily. The owl screeched, diving at me with its talons extended. I flapped my wings wildly, trying to take a run. Instead of flying, I tumbled off the branch, falling face first into a bush. "System" I yelped, muffled by the leaves. "Do something." New skill unlocked; emergency hoot— stuns nearby owl for three seconds. "Emergency what now?" My rival landed on the bush, glaring down at me like I had stolen her man. My feathers prickled? Wait, what if the original owl soul really did steal someone's man? Great, now I'm paying for bird drama that isn't even mine.

“Report: Unique Skill, Illusion Manipulation, acquired!” D*mn, what was that? Now, it starting to scare the hell out of me. Maybe this is what happens to people who are about to die. I heaved a deep sigh mentally. Am I just going to accept my fate? How I wish I had the courage to tell Iris all the love I feel for her. “Report: Special skill, Leo, the Zodiac of pride and bravery, acquired!” I’m really going to die. There's no helping it. There was no hope anymore for me to survive in this lake of fire. It’s like I’m in hell right now.

There was such a thing as a winter wolf? The lady, who was regaining her color back, must have noticed the confused look on her face and smiled. “I am the last of my kind. Winter wolves are very rare and unique species of wolves. We possess magical power and we have a relationship with the cold. I love running in the cold.” Storm had never heard something like this before. Byte then again=in, the lady didn’t seem too bothered by the cold either. “Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.”

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.