The Owl House Willow Novels & Stories

"Look around. There's no other house here. I'm sure this is the right place." "What's with all the noise?" Wes walked sluggishly to the door while pushing his hair back. "See, I was right!" She squealed. Willow sat on the sofa in the huge living room which was a contrast to what the house looked like from the outside. The house was surprisingly clean, and though it didn't look like something out of an interior design catalog, it was fairly modern and spacious, with lots of windows. "You have some explaining to do," she said, looking at Wes.

*** Willow drove back home to the Anderson's residential villa and she stepped down from her Red SUV parked. She felt relieved Patrick had forgiven her but she still had one more problem to deal with and that was the beautiful maid in the mansion. She sighed heavily as she made her way towards the house and as usual pulled the entrance door opened to the four-storey multimillion dollar mansion, and just as she stepped in, she saw Elderly Mrs Eleanor sitting in the living room milk coloured couch and reading one of their magazines. "Good evening mom" Willow greeted, as obviously her mood had lightened and she walked closer to meet Mrs Eleanor, with a beautiful smile curved on her face.

I silently watched her work and when she started leaving, I stopped her. “Olga, there is something I need to ask you,” I started in a gentle voice. Her eyes glowed in confusion, but she quickly wiped the emotion off and nodded with a smile on her face. “Sure, anything at all... as long as I know it, then I will tell you…” I took a sip of the tea and poured out my heart. “Do you Willow’s parents?” She shook her head before the words left her lips. “No, ma’am. She doesn’t have parents. She is an orphan.”

The night was falling and sarah was growing restless, willow had brought her dinner upstairs for her and the eighteen year old had been acting weird but she had always been like this, willow had hidden one of the wooden spikes under sarah's bed remembering how noona used to do the same for the both of them, she didn't know if it had any significance but willow was ready to do anything to make sarah feel better. her heart had been in her throat as she walked down the long hallway to her room, then it all started. Willow jumped as the loud howling of wolves rang in the area, as if a whole pack had gathered outside her house and had started howling. She stopped a few meters away from the huge w

Willow is chewing on the edges of her fingernails, and they are starting to bleed. I gesture for them to follow me into my office at the end of the hall. I shut the door and flip the lock. Osiris sits down across from me and rests his head in his hands. “I am assuming this is about Elizabeth’s wolf,” I break the silence in the room. “Too many people saw her shift,” Osiris says. “Rumors are going to spread.” “Did either one of you know that she had a white wolf?” I ask. Willow sighs loudly. Osiris and I both look in her direction. “She told me when she was younger that her wolf was white, but I could never see into her future. So, I could never be sure.”

Afterward, Theo put on a movie, some action flick he’d seen a hundred times but still enjoyed. Willow curled up next to him on the couch, her head resting against his chest, but she wasn’t paying attention. Her mind kept circling back to the note. “The one with the fire hair. The wolf with two souls. She is the key. Find her. Bring her. Or he will come.” A shiver ran through her. Theo shifted beside her. “You’re thinking about it.” Willow exhaled. “I can’t help it.” His arms tightened around her, his thumb brushing idly against her arm. “We’ll figure it out.”

Willow didn’t live too far away, so I put Haley’s CD on and relaxed while Roman backed out the driveway and off we went! I don’t really know what I was expecting from Willow’s house, but when we pulled up it definitely wasn’t what I was expecting. It was large, and the grounds surrounding it would be best to describe it as a field, not a garden. It was all very grand. Large marble decorative animals sat either side of the front door and there was a cute little swinging chair on the porch. I could just imagine how perfect and peaceful that would be in the summer. Roman carried Haley again and I carried her changing bag.

Willow thought for a moment and decided, “It’s not a good idea.” “What's the problem? After Karl agrees to let me stay, I will pick you up. Simple as that.” After hanging up, Willow remained in the courtyard and stared back at the house behind her. She simply could not live here anymore. Nightmares haunted her every night whenever she slept, she had to leave this place, she must leave this place. From now on, everything she did was for Noble. She wanted Noble to become the master of the Burt household in the future.

She said, and I stood up immediately. There were Lycans at the border. How can Willow be so careless? I became apprehensive and scared. "Luis," I linked my gamma. "Christopher," he replied. "Willow is missing," I said, stepping out and heading towards the woods. "Where are you?" Luis said urgently, and I linked Leeana to ask what part of the forest Willow was in. "Western side, the clearing where the pine trees are," She said, and I rushed towards the west. I informed Luis to meet me there.

Her hands stay on my elbow, but I think that’s more about her stopping herself from falling over in the shoes. We follow the red carpet, but it appears that Willow knew exactly where to go. She leads us through the house and out into the back garden. Colourful lights surround a dancefloor where a dozen wolves were already dancing as the music pumped out into the night “Will? A female calls out. A woman with short dark hair comes striding towards us in a very revealing black dress. “Will, is that really you?” Willow tenses up and I’m pretty sure she muttered the word ‘shit’ under her breath. I see some of my security prepare themselves. ‘Not yet.’ I link them