The Owl House Fanfic Novels & Stories

Olli hiss back at me. "Then tell her to stay away," I hiss at Olli. "Sit down Owl, no more talking," he says in a cold voice toward his pet. The drive was very long and silent, I gave my brother a couple of side looks, and he looked back, I turned to see in the back that Owl had fallen asleep, and was slightly snoring. "You yell at me to be nice to her, and you're so cruel to her brother," I whisper meaning Owl.

I asked, keeping my eyes on her and nodded slowly, waiting for me to continue. “Well, the truth is…” I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “I found out that Caleb has another house and it’s not inside the pack lands but somewhere off it. At first, I didn’t even believe it and also, I’m not totally sure if it was him that built it or if it was some kind of hideout, but my men saw him go in there.” Her eyes widened a little and I could tell she had questions to ask. “We followed him and stalked him all the way there. We waited until he left, and when he was gone, we moved in but the moment we got close, we realized that the whole plac was covered with wolfsbane and silver.” I paused, watch

Why did I care what the Omega’s kids thought of me? I hesitated for half a second outside of the bedroom door. Then, trepidation filling my gut, I raised my knuckles to it and knocked. My little angel Ava opened it, staring up at me with exasperation clear in her wide blue eyes. I opened my mouth to greet her – Only to be cut off by a low growl. The shift tore through Ares, and his wolf poised himself, pulling a paw off the ground and glaring at me. He bared his fangs, a threatening grunt spilling from his lips as he sidled closer to Owen.

"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

I shifted into my Owl and took off for the small cabin, Prince Liam informed me would be my hideout until it was time. The small single room cabin wasn’t far from the gardens of the palace, and it was very well taken care of. There was a small bed of flowers around the front porch and a single swing in the front. Very sweet, like a child’s play house tucked away in the forests of fairytales. When I entered the painted blue and white cabin, one bunkbed and a single bed were tucked away in the corners near the back with a wood table and three chairs set just under the front window. I could imagine three little children playing house. When I took a closer look at the beds, carved into the wood

"Then do something about it, now why don't you attack me with everything you've got and let us see the difference in our strength!" Olivia then shifted to her Luna form and her fur is as white as snow and she also has golden eyes burning with anger. Her nails sharpened and her face turned ugly. She is like a very different person from before. She swiveled her head and faced me, "It is all your fault, stupid Omega she-wolf. Because of you, all of these have happened!"

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.

The scent of blood, an owl shifter’s blood, lingering in the air. I race up to him, seeing him crouching on the ground. I shift and come up behind him. He turns looking at me over his shoulder. “What do you make of this?” he asks me. When I can finally see, I’m surprised at what I’m looking at. The owl shifter is there, in his human form lying on the ground, his head separated from his body. “I think we just found Owen the owl,” I say to Avani.

I pressed myself against a pillar, waiting for them to pass before continuing. I did not find Owen. After turning another corner, I heard hushed voices coming from a slightly open door. Curious, I moved toward a slightly open door. Inside, Layla and Daniel stood face-to-face, arguing in hushed but heated tones. "Owen is only marrying you out of guilt," Daniel sneered. "You tricked him into believing he slept with you that night when he was actually with Casey. You bribed the housekeeper to get their room key, slipped into his bed, and played the victim the next morning."

She should have just said "owl" - Owl. Owl. – Lucasta reached out and grabbed an owl right next to her and gave it to Maris. - Oh my gosh. Do you understand what I'm saying? That's right, owl. Lucasta, you're amazing. All right, wait a minute, I'll get you some chocolate. Maris immediately ran away and a moment later, she returned with a bunch of chocolates in her hand and took one, and peeled it off. The most voracious owl of the flock quickly flew over and landed on Maris' hand, poking its beak into the chocolate.