The Owl House Abomination Novels & Stories

He cursed under his breath and lunged, clawing at the glass covering the picture. "This little brat! What kind of sick joke is this?" He shook his head in disbelief. "Lizzie, seriously? Letting him play around like this? It's morbid. Kids get spoiled when you say yes to everything. You can't agree to this just because it's his birthday." The picture was engraved into stone, sealed behind glass. There was no tearing it down. I turned to him, my face burning hot with rage. Something finally clicked for him. His voice dropped, uneasy. "Did… something happen to Jonah?"

Bonnie asked with curiosity. “Now I know why she calls me an abomination.” Obviously, this is not the answer they expected to hear. What could be more important than finding the mystic orb? “What do you mean?” Ann asked. Lucas stared at Bonnie and Ann with an intense look in his eyes as he opens his mouth to speak. “They consider a half wizard, half-werewolf an abomination. I’m not the first of my kind. My mother with Mira’s father obliterates my kind with the mystic orb because they see us as a threat to them and to the supernatural world. What made the mystic orb as powerful as it is, is the powers of my kind it has consumed over the ages. When my mother was here, she wasn’t just Kora you

“OH MY GOD I HATE THIS HOUSE.” From the distance, the House hummed irritably—offended. “Sorry, Brenda!” Samantha yelled. The House buzzed once—accepting the apology. --- Then the hum changed. Turned sharp. Frantic. Panicked. Samantha stiffened. “Lucien. That’s Brenda. What is she saying?” I listened. Varyn House was screaming through the roots of the earth. One word. Over and over. Danger. “Sebastian,” I said softly.

She is walking with her hands behind her, her eyes on her feet while trying her very best to not make unneccessary noise such as the sound of her footsteps. As they walk, Sophia noticed how dirty the place is; there are rats running around the place, very disgusting distinct smell in the air that makes her want to vomit, and dry bloodstains on the wall. If she wasn't following Vincent she most probably just get out of the building. It wasn't just disgusting, the whole place is also creepy. It looks like an abandoned place with a murderer living under the ground, watching them and waiting for a perfect time to attack them. It might seem she is overreacting but it is what she truly feel.

"I'll make sure you have everything you need, Amelia. I'll make sure your cage is always clean and comfortable, I’ll also try to bring you fresh berries every morning, and maybe some mealworms if you like those? I've heard owls love mealworms. “Oh you better don’t. What happened to chicken?” I spat, “you better let her know I don’t eat worms if you don’t want vomit on your important documents.” I hoot at Kealen. “I’m beginning to think you’ll be fine in my tummy after all…” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I sneered at him. “It means, I can dispose of you whenever I want, so behave yourself and stay away from any papers. I’ll tell her not to feed you worms but if you dare act like a spoilt pr

Helena ordered. "Fine, since you two claim not to be aware of the fact that your master had an acquaintance, I'm sure the two of you must've known that the girl was clearly an abomination, she was neither human or showed signs of being a vampire and as I'm sure you all may know the law, an abomination is someone said to not be a vampire entirely with the exclusion of a human who can be turned, once a vampire has come in contact with an abomination, they are expected to kill on target or face the consequences which is punishment by the royal committee." Luna concluded.

He could go wherever he pleased. "Ugh… Mommy, my stomach hurts!" Olivia suddenly cried out, clutching her stomach and rolling on the ground in pain, sweating profusely. "What's wrong, Olivia?" Amber crouched down, her voice trembling with tears. How could she go on if something happened to her child? Seeing the situation, Alexander hurried over to assess the situation. Parasite insects! These warlocks had poisoned his daughter! Anger surged within him. His family should never have been dragged into this. Witchhurt Mountain had crossed a line!

His eyes subconsciously opened, his spirit fully awake. A similar occurence between two allied Houses? Is it truly a strategy from the Crown? If it is…then it is their most brilliant strategy yet. But if it’s not, then they have a bigger enemy here. — Abel rushed inside the House with a disheveled expression. “Alpha, news from the witches’ coven.” Flavian abruptly rose from his seat with expectant eyes. There was a pause. Silence reigned and no other noise reached his ears. Until the news finally registered to him. “Pantheia D’Arcy has passed. She’s fallen victim to the plague.”

The house was so old that I feared it would fall apart with is in it. There were 4 rooms upstairs and then an antic. I got into my own room and sighed in relief,no one to bother me anymore. It was getting dark already so we got settled in as Aunt Lora prepared dinner with mum's help. I could hear them laughing from upstairs,that's why I hated this house,it was in the middle of nowhere where you would see only farmlands and cows. Gosh. My door opened as my Rebecca walked in with a scowl on her face.

“Would they also be considered to be on the fringe?” “No, because they are abominations.” “And a child sired by Logan, a lycan?” Meguitte wondered continuing to fold her sparrows. “To a witch? What would that make that child? A monster, or an abomination?” There was a knock at the door, and Lark rose to her feet. “An exception,” she told Meguitte tightly. “A child of Sparrow’s is an exception.” She opened the door and stepped out, starting to pull it shut behind her, only to open it again as Logan entered.