Behind The Trees Novels & Stories

I still had the feeling that someone, or something, was behind me, and they were just waiting for a moment of weakness. I continued walking, placing my hands along the trees on either side of me. Each trunk sat so close together that I couldn't walk a foot without running into one, which provided slight cover and something for me to lean on. The bark was rough under my fingers and the sticky sap coming from the trees beckoned for me to stay with them. I could see visible claw marks that made these saps oozed. It had large marks, probably from wild animals or something mostly bears since it has five claws vertically. I couldn’t care about them. I need to escape.

The hunt was far from over. As I emerged from the forest, I spotted a majestic tree with branches that seemed to stretch out like welcoming arms. Exhaustion washed over me, my legs aching from the chase. I trudged towards the tree, my eyes fixed on its shade. Reaching the trunk, I collapsed onto the grassy ground beneath, my back against the rugged bark. I let out a deep sigh, feeling the rough texture of the tree's skin against mine.

said someone who was behind the tree. ~Next Chapter~ ________________ __________________

Ezra Slain Velleoti is a man that everyone wants to avoid. He's a tough enemy. A mafia boss who disapproves of almost everyone. Anyone who gets in his way will never make it out alive. Khione Louelita Silay is a woman who is socially awkward. A person who has socially anxiety and dislikes crowds and other people's opinions. She is a nerd who prefers to work and stay at home. Working as a top counterintelligence agent for the NBI, Khione was unintentionally able to uncover the dark secrets of some government officials. Khione desperately wanted to flee, but she couldn't until they killed her, and Ezra, the notorious Mafia boss, was the only one who save her.

But as she moved closer, her stomach churned. One of the trees was sick. Its bark was blackened and cracked, seeping a tar-like substance that dripped onto the glittering ground. Its leaves were brittle, some falling in slow, sorrowful spirals. Dark veins twisted around its roots, choking it as they spread outward, threatening to poison the other two trees. The second tree pulsed with life but seemed strained, its light flickering as if struggling to keep the corruption at bay. The third tree stood strong, radiating a golden warmth that gave Zoe a fleeting sense of comfort.

Three rapid thunks hit the tree behind us. We’re under attack.

The forest exhales. And somewhere beyond the trees, something shifts in response. Not yet. But soon.

Watching him work, I couldn't help but inwardly laugh at the situation—a child was showing me up in technology, a humbling yet endearing moment. As Koda worked his magic, the image on the monitor grew closer, bringing the mysterious figures and their interaction with the trees into clearer view. "I have no idea what they are doing," Cassy repeated, her confusion deepening as the scene unfolded before us. Koda, ever observant, piped up and caught us all off guard. "They are moving the trees, look!" Sure enough, as we turned our attention back to the monitor, it appeared the trees were receding, almost stepping back of their own accord. The sight was surreal, challenging my understanding of th

I shook my head, watching the sunset through the trees. #