The Owl House Wattpad Novels & Stories

Charlie Owen isn’t in the kitchen anymore when I come back down the stairs. The house is dark, with the exception of a soft glow coming from the screened-in porch. A single candle is lit and sitting on the table out there, and Owen’s back is to me as he looks at the fountain in the pond behind his house. There’s a light in it, making the simple fountain look much fancier at night than it actually is.

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

After pulling the blanket over Luca, Olwen crept out of the room. Olwen went downstairs and opened the main door to get some fresh air. Olwen had just stepped out the door, intending to stretch out to warm up her joints, but had to stop, as her eyes widened in shock at what she saw. Around the house, there was nothing but a cornfield.

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

now keep watch on the King and let me know of there are any changes in our favor ) { you mean changes in your favor, this has nothing to do with me, the council or Selene } ( bottom line, keep watch ) A little bird standing on the window sill whose presence went undetected to the two engrossed in conversation flutters it's little wings and takes flight then transforms into a snowy owl that glided through the sky before descending in the Evergreen Forest landing on the arm of her owner to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. *WHAT?!* Kavis POV

"Maybe they were close?" Owl's expression turned into a suspicious one. "Yvonne is hiding something from us." Asty looked at him. "What do you mean?" "Nothing." Owl pretended a laugh and poked the young woman's nose. "What are you doing this early outside?" he changes the topic. "I was just walking around." "Where's Chaol?" "He told me that he was gonna rest." "I see." Asty curiously looked at Owl. "By the way, Mr. Owl, how are you able to withstand the Sun?"

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

They experienced awe at the intricate tapestry of knowledge, sadness for the lost wisdom, and determination to carry forth the lessons they learned. Days turned into nights, and nights into days, as the pack immersed themselves in the wealth of wisdom. They studied forgotten herbal remedies, ancient rituals, and the sacred dances of the celestial bodies. They absorbed tales of forgotten heroes, whose bravery and selflessness had shaped the world. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the library's stained glass windows, the owl approached the pack. Its eyes sparkled with a mix of pride and sadness, knowing that their time within the library was drawing

Third Person POV Iris, what is the problem?' Millicent asked, when she saw tears in her daughter's eyes.. She just came to check on her daughter after having a steamy mating session with the wolf king Sylvester. 'It's nothing mum!' she replied. 'It is finally over. I am free now!' she said, the tears starting up again. She had just had a lengthy discussion with her ex husband Adrian. After months of refusing to see nor speak with him.

I drew the curtain in vain because the entire room reminded me of him, but at least nothing in that room brought old memories to life again. Right then, there was a soft knock on the window glass. I frowned as I cautiously slid the curtain by an inch to see what made that sound. On the snow of the window sill perched a snowy white owl, gazing at me with its large yellow eyes. It tapped on the window again with one of its claws, and my heart skidded. In my chest. That’s something I taught Snow White to do. I instantly opened the window, and the owl flew to me, almost crashing against me. I wrapped my palms around it and it dropped into my stretched out palms, spreading out its wings.