The Owl House Novels & Stories

I saw some movement down below but I figured it was just the wind rustling through the trees. Then I saw a second figure, this one white. It got me to question if I really had seen the first. Then a third shadow so much bigger than the others. I closed the window again and slipped back inside. We were in the house of wolves, I knew what it meant, my instincts were calling out to me to join whatever hunt was going on down below. I still wouldn’t do it, I couldn’t. Full wolf was just not on my ability list. Why muddy the water too? I was going to leave soon, I didn’t want any connection with that family. I slept under the window letting the moonlight soothe me into a calm sleep. It felt so wro

"YES! I want a blue room! No—wait—a green one! And I want a tree outside with a swing and—and—" His excited rambling was cut off by the sound of footsteps. Harold and Celeste appeared in the doorway, blinking sleepily. "What’s all the excitement about?" Harold asked, rubbing his eyes. "Why is our grandson running laps?" Celeste added. Oliver beamed at them. "We’re getting a HOUSE!" Celeste’s eyebrows shot up. "Oh?" I gave a small, sheepish smile. "I was thinking… maybe it’s time Oliver and I found a place of our own."

—M. Inside, the house smelled like old wood and lemon oil. Everything was tidy and warm. A kettle sat on the stove, a fire already lit in the hearth. Someone had made an effort. “Maura cleaned it up for you,” Owen said from behind me. “She used to know your family.” “She was close to Bram.” I said softly. Owen nodded. “She’ll probably stop by later. Word travels fast here.” I wasn’t sure if that was a comfort or a warning.

Zitrey was about to say something when her eyes glued at the pair of jade-green eyes staring at her, widely. At the same time, the long raven hair of the owl logo Guy fell from his shoulder and gracefully dance with the wind. Because of this, Zitrey was filled with nostalgia when she smells the fragrance of the owl logo Guy shampoo. It smells sweet... like a newly bloomed flower at Spring – a flower called Jasmine.

Ariadne was amazed with its beauty and quit surprised not ever seeing on ever. Moreover, a small great horned baby owl was resting itself on her shoulder. Its eyes were open and it has golden eye with black circles around it. It has pure white fur with black highlights its chest with thick feathers around its neck just like a fur. It keeps making a small ‘hooo’ sound every time she jumps. Eve hiss at her owl in a low voice. “Marion! You have to keep quiet! If anyone hear you, they will catch us and we’ll be punished for sure. Do you know how hard it is to hide from Khalid?”

When she couldn’t see his back anymore, she offered a tiny wave at her beautiful home and started her journey to the Dark Shadow Pack. She heard the same sound she heard last night inside her father’s bedroom, she followed it keenly and was surprised to see an owl staring at her immensely, the owl flew in front of her, stopped, and lowered itself down. Alpha Ciandra couldn’t help but smile, “the birds love me.”

I recognized the ringing voice of the Larni woman right away. A gigantic owl landed very close by, blasting us with an elastic wave of wind from its gigantic gray wings. -Professor! - the disheveled healer rolled down from the back of her companion and stretched out along the line. - I beg your pardon for being late! Couldn't manage at all. The Dean of Hunters grunted contentedly, folding his arms across his chest. You are amazing, Melwes. Where did you find this bird? - At the edge of the forest. It's a foggy owl, professor. She can only be lured out at dusk and with the help of this, - the girl showed some kind of plant with silver-green small leaves.

Olivia was on the couch for a long time, she woke up to the sound of thunder that startled her, her eyes opened and she heard Owen crying, it was very dark outside, she closed all the windows and curtains before approaching Owen in his room. "Hey my little pea, what's wrong baby? are you thirsty?" Olivia said and took Owen in her arms. After nursing Owen, and Owen regaining his composure, Olivia takes him into the room to lie down with him, but as she leaves Owen's room she hears her doorbell ring. She returned to Owen's room and placed him on the bed before heading for the door. "Who is there?" Olivia said and no one answered her, she thought maybe the person didn't hear her, but when she o

Its surrounding environment was great, and it was normal for there to be wild animals from time to time. Olivia had just fallen asleep. She hadn't gotten into a deep sleep yet. She immediately opened her eyes when she heard the owl hooting. Normally, Ethan would already be home at this hour, but he wasn't home yet. Madam Burgess hadn't been staying in recently, too. She was the only one in the enormous house. The room was in complete darkness. There were only some warm yellow lights in the yard. She saw a large owl as soon as she opened her eyes.

She didn’t think they would care about the new holes her magic had drilled into their skulls. “I think Jenna has arrived,” Rave said, lifting his eyes toward the canopy of branches above. “I hear an owl flying low.” A moment later, a large brown and white owl fluttered to the ground near the riverbank. Leesa watched as the familiar silver glow appeared around the owl’s taloned feet and slowly worked its way up the bird’s legs and body. When the glow reached the owl’s head, a silver flash lit up the night for a split second. When the flash disappeared, Jenna stood where the bird had been.