The Owl House Wattpad Novels & Stories

Too slow to be a bird panicking against glass. I froze. My blood turned sharp. Tap. Tap. Tap. It was coming from the window. Tyler didn’t stir. I slipped from bed silently, pulling the curtain aside with careful fingers. An owl sat on the sill. It was huge and silent with eyes dark as obsidian, feathers mottled white and gray like moonlight on water. It didn’t move when it saw me. It simply stared. Between its tightly clutched talons was a cowrie. My heart stopped.

I grip the counter edge. "Mommy?" Ava's behind me, Mr. Floppington dragging. "Who is it?" "Go back to the kitchen, baby." "But—" "Now, Ava." Something in my tone makes her listen. She retreats, glancing back twice. Mrs. Patel intercepts her. "Come, let's finish those pancakes before they get cold." The peephole shows Owen on the porch—jeans and a jacket, hands in his pockets. Casual. Like he's dropping by for coffee instead of showing up at a safe house he shouldn't even know the location of.

Tala crushed the phone in her grip then threw it down "I'm going now, if I see your face anywhere but here or in town, I will kill you" "Understood" With a last glare at her Tala walked round her and left the house. Odine fell back in the couch with a gasp of relief, so this is what is meant by never challenge a werewolf, just like a child will eventually grow up, an Omega will eventually become an Alpha, they might not pose a threat in the beginning, but there is a truth behind the term dogs don't forget and Odine experienced that first hand.

asks my mentor by way of greeting, “was it Colt again? Did he poke another porcupine? Or try and catch another rattler? Kick a hornets nest?” Colt is a cub not long away from his first merge with his wolf but lacking any common sense and self-preservation. Not that different from most thirteen-year-olds of any species. Olive has treated him so many times over the years, she has a cot with his name written on it, just waiting.

Luna observed that beautiful white owl who was there simply observing, and could not believe the words and look of her husband, who was observing it as if of an enemy for life it will be, so she decided to deny immediately "Of course not... let it stay with us, even tho I think it's hurt, could you call someone to heal it...?" great, now apparently he would have to endure a being that seemed certainly disturbing in his eyes, those birds were not well seen in their lands as they were the messengers and allies of the Ivernor witches, in addition to the fact that one of her had attacked him when he was just a child, the only difference was that she spoke, he did not think she was the

“No. Logan’s not on drugs.” “Then why was he acting like that?” Ethan rubbed a hand over his face. “Honestly? I have absolutely no idea.” Mrs. Hawthorne suddenly stepped out of Lily’s room. She immediately looked between Ethan and me suspiciously. “What happened now?” Ethan sighed. “Apparently Logan told Olivia we own hybrid wolf-dogs.” Mrs. Hawthorne blinked. “He said you have pet wolves mixed with dogs,” I clarified helpfully. Mrs. Hawthorne slowly turned toward Ethan. Then back toward me.

he said. I nodded my head and said, “Ok. Be safe.” “I will,” he told me before walking out of the house. I did as he told me and locked the backdoor behind him. I stood between the living room and the kitchen, watching the area through the windows and listening. I heard the shifting of a wolf and I figured it was Owen letting Jet out to check the area. I stood there and waited to see what would happen. Suddenly, I heard Owen howl loudly close to the house. There was a distant howl that came back, but it was way up north. It must have been on the pack territory. What was going on?

She looked back at the owl. “I don’t know.” The owl remained silent, then ruffled his feathers. “In a hurry you may be but there are answers you still seek for memories in constant flee.” The owl chimed and then spread his wings and flew over the walls around them before disappearing above the trees. Aria turned to Absalom with a scrunched nose. “He wants us to stay here.” “I hate that owl. We don’t have time for this.”

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.”

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.