The Owl House Comic Novels & Stories

Asher hollowing deep in the back of my mind. “AAHHH!! What the fuck is that!?” Hunter almost falls into me as he backs away from the metal guardrail. I turn and see a large barn owl perched on the metal, completely unaffected by our presents. It was so unusual to see an owl this close up and so random. The colors of the feathers were unusual as well. They vaguely looked familiar for some reason. The owl flapped and preened its autumn color feathers as it continued to stare at each one of us. Its large yellow eyes glow against the moonlight. I breathed in and could faintly smell the most perfect scent in my life. The wonderful smell of spiced cider and orange. My heart raced wildly in my ches

Owlyn safely led Cassandra back to Chamber of Mirror. They went through the mirror again, and the last thing the owl said before leaving was, "I'd appreciate it if you washed your face. You look like something a Groundsler dragged in. And remember we are all in a very great deal of trouble if you don't come back."

In the end, Olwen had to obediently follow Luca's orders, otherwise, Luca would not feed Olwen after cooking. Olwen is watching a comedy variety show that is shown on channel 14. The jokes the comedian throws make Olwen laugh continuously. Downstairs in the kitchen, Luca heard Olwen's delighted laughter, and his heart was filled with joy. Luca really wanted to go to the living room to have fun with Olwen, but because there was still an unfinished mission. He regretfully finished his lunch first, everything else later.

The Owl logo guy thought for a moment that this pair of Obsidian eyes is gleaming. However, when he blinked, those eyes glaring at him look like a sharp knife – thirsty for blood. He jolted and stands up immediately. Thinking, “This person is dangerous.” He stepped back when Zitrey gets up and patted the dust on her uniform. While Zitrey is busy doing her work, the Owl logo guy notices the imprinted logo on her right chest – an Owl. He rejoiced for a moment and wanted to ask this person in front of him if he could tag along going to their school, yet, he dared not.

“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.

"Alright...owl, we aren't staying here forever. We have to get moving. Soon." The owl flew to the ground, landing on the map Anthony had laid out. "You're going to crinkle them, get off." The animal didn't listen, though—instead it just peck it's beak right into the map. "Hey! You're ruining it! I need that!" Anthony got irritated and moved to owl. The owl just looked at him again. He raised a brow and slowly looked back at the map.

Cat ~Four years later It was the end of another long day at Wolfe Ranch. I was sitting on the grass on the front lawn of the main house and watching as Jacob and Ivy finished the last of their chores in the horse stalls. Owen was walking back toward me with them walking on either side of him. He had his cowboy hat on and a big grin graced his lips. It was hard to believe that we had been together for four years now and that Ivy and Jacob were now ten years old.

Then my eyes met hers again. “It was you… wasn’t it?” I said slowly, studying her. “You were the one who broke into my house that night.” She didn’t deny it. “Yes, I was.” Nathan’s growl cut through the night air. “Why?” Her gaze fell to the ground. “I needed to warn you… all of you. Because it’s coming.” “What is?” Nathan asked. “The Owl.” “Oh, come off it already,” I snapped. “This is the same nonsense you fed Kaima. Now her dreams are being haunted, I’m pretty sure you’re the one who did something to her.”

"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

Cory turned towards the perch again. There was a great grey owl, resting comfortably on the brass perch. After everything that had happened to her since she had left Traketen, she could no longer be surprised when the owl proceeded to address them. "So terribly sorry," droned the owl in a deep, sophisticated voice, "how rude of me? I am quite late for dinner, I'm afraid." "Yes, you are," said Grandmother Alma, "what kept you?" "Those drooling brutes, those hideous beasts, but we must keep such an exciting story for dinner conversation," drawled the owl.