Divine Tree Novels & Stories

PROLOGUE IN THE heart of a man-made pine forest east of La Verde City, a car cam be seen speeding along a narrow asphalted road. Tall pines lined the path with their dense branches forming a green tunnel overhead. The scent of pine needles and fresh earth lingered in the air as the road twisted and turned, guiding the car toward the horizon where the colossal Bronze Mountain stood, its majestic peak dominating the skyline. As the car approached the well known tunnel road under the huge rocky hill leading beyond the city's boundary, the couple inside wore anxious expressions. Their faces reflected a mix of worry and regret as they silently stared at the tunnel looming ever closer in their vie

Moreover, since Sparta had been willing to give up its share of the fruit to bring her here, the black widow must be of help to him or the ants. This included Sparta and the others, who had been so loyal to Ethan Brooks from the beginning because he had planted the white tree. The growth in intelligence, abilities, and numbers of Sparta's group were all linked to the white tree and Ethan Brooks. They had initially been repaying a debt of gratitude, but now they had developed a bond with Ethan Brooks. This was also what Ethan Brooks later indirectly learned from the ant queen. "First, help me keep watch, and later we'll go back to the camp to find a nest. You'll be in charge of the high-altit

The witch turned to the crowd and spoke, her voice echoing through the ages. “This tree is the Nature of this world. Its roots touch both realms — life and dream. It gives what the earth cannot. It heals, it binds, it restores. A piece of Eden that shall never die.” The vision flickered. The scene spun faster — flames, worshippers, rituals of healing and exorcism, souls cleansed beneath the crimson light. The power of the Oak was infinite, divine… until the images shattered into black. The elder witch gasped. Her body jolted back as blood trickled from her nose. She fell to her hands, trembling, coughing.

" Yes.... what is it?" I asked as I avoided eye contact. " This is the new world tree. It's said to come from the land of the gods, but because of the selfishness in humans, it was dragged down here... where it's struggling to survive... It's said that only those who are acknowledged by the gods are able to see the true beauty of the tree. This is the place I come to regularly which made it my default setting. " V7 explains as his gaze returned back to the tree.

As she neared the end of her journey, a strange sensation gripped her heart, making it hard to breathe. The priest, Father Henry, stood at the altar, resplendent in his white robe. He had a serene smile on his face as he held the Bible open, ready to officiate the ceremony. He was no longer a kid, his beard was slowly growing, but his warm ebony eyes were the same. They were the eyes that Khana had once gazed into and had seen her soul. The same eyes that had loved her like no other.

the guard said with a bow as he made his way out of the royal dining chambers. The Divine sisters are two immortal witches who are linked to the most magical thing in existence – The Tree of Magic. The Tree of Magic is as old as time itself and as old as both worlds. The Divine Sisters are witches whose lives are tied to its. Like the tree, no matter what happens by whatsoever means and by any incident that occurs, those witches can never die.

Severin saw a divine tree around 80 inches tall in front of him. The outer layer of the divine tree had the patterns of the principles. The pattern was difficult to understand. With just one look, it would capture your soul and keep you staring at it. There were two branches in two different colors. Two different energies converged on the leaves of the two branches, naming the heptagold energy and thunder energy. Making the two branches look like a green dragon and a white tiger. Severin was overjoyed. He had gotten two elements of the Four Elements Divine Tree. Even if he could not find the other