The Owl House Wattpad Novels & Stories

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.

It dropped down from its perch, opening its wings to stall its landing, but only a little. Ilyria woke crying out in pain as the owl sank its claws into her flesh. “Remember, Ilyria,” said the owl, “This is only what you want it to be.” Ilyria sat up, rubbing her arm. The owl flew out the window past the monkey calling, “Be ready.”

Immediately they got to the gate, a very violent wind blew heavily that they had to cover their ears and close their eyes for minutes, making no one say anything or open their eyes. "It's fine, you can open your eyes now. Am sure the ghosts were furious that we entered their territory at night" Helen said and hugged her children. "Are...are you sure mom?" Sarah panicked "Sure sweetheart, open your eyes." She urged Sarah. An owl flew and landed on their windscreen, staring at them suspiciously. "Mom look, look at that evil bird" Sarah cried. Mr Wellspring tried to chase the bird away but it wasn't moving at all, it continued staring.

It was Jasmine who heard the whispers first, and with growing concern, she rushed to her mother's room. "Mother, wake up!" Jasmine cried, shaking Elizabeth gently. "You need to hear this." Elizabeth stirred from her sleep, her eyes clouded with drowsiness. "What is it, Jasmine? What's going on?" Jasmine's voice trembled as she tried to convey the shocking news. "Mother, there's been an attack. The rogue werewolves... They've kidnapped Alpha Andrew and Luna Elvie." The words hung in the air, heavy and unbearable. Elizabeth's eyes widened with shock, and her hand flew to her chest, clutching at her nightgown. She felt her legs weaken, and she might have collapsed if not for the swift action of

"Listening to what?" "To the mountain," I said. Lyra suddenly stood up. She walked to the window, her violet eyes fixed on the forest below. She let out a series of melodic, mournful chirps—the language of the birds. A moment later, a massive snowy owl flew through the window, landing on the sill. It didn't look afraid. It looked... urgent. Caelum stood beside his sister, his hand glowing with a soft emerald light as he touched the owl’s wing.

While other girls learned to pour tea in the she-wolf academy, she was in the dirt with her father, learning to throw punches and swing blades in regular werewolf academy. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. She just stared at her plate, face turning red. Maeve rolled her eyes. "Nothing? Really?" Liam tried to help. "What about your family? Your father's pack was quite wealthy, wasn't it?" Olivia stayed quiet, throat lined with sandpaper. "This is unbelievable," Maeve huffed, dropping her fork with a loud clatter. "How can we have a dumb Luna? Vulcan, she's practically a statue. She needs proper training."

The town below was engulfed in a kaleidoscope of shimmering lights flickering in the distance as the starry nighttime swept over the Oakheart village that never seemed fully asleep. The garden was cold and completely dark when Minnow and Henry decided to head back inside. It had been quiet and peaceful under the apple tree, but Minnow felt the chill as the darkness swallowed them when the candle in the lantern burned out. It was the most piercing darkness she had felt, awakening her senses with its sharp, crisp smells.

“You seem very confused but you're on your own. We won't help you, and if anything happens to you, it's not our problem." With that, the werewolves stepped aside, allowing Olivia to enter the house. She knew that she was taking a huge risk, but she was determined to uncover the truth about her parents' murder, no matter what it took. *** As Olivia stepped inside the werewolf house, she was immediately hit by the smell of damp earth and wet fur. The interior was dimly lit, with only a few candles flickering in the corners of the room. She could hear the sound of claws scraping against the wooden floorboards, and she knew that she was surrounded by danger.

Just please give him the chance to do it. As I finished grabbing the rest of the sandwiches, fruit, and drinks, I put them together for them over at the hospital. I looked out the window and saw a white owl sitting in the tree. How odd it is daylight still. Walking out the door, carrying my basket of goodies, “Hello there Mr. owl. Do you know it is not night yet?” I giggled to myself and skipped towards the hospital. As I walked through the front door, I smelled the most exquisite aroma of campfire and apples. Taking a deep breath, I feel all warm and tingly. I must find where that smell is coming from. It is making me feel heated and goose bumps are popping up all over my skin. I follow the

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