Evergreen Novels & Stories

Amaris woke to the sun shining in her window. She had slept the whole night without waking once. Something she was only able to do when she drank Grandma Beth’s special herbal tea before bed. Amaris rolled onto her back and looked around her little room at all the many years worth of decorations, posters, awards, and memories. She could hardly believe that her senior year was almost over and she would be heading off to college in the fall.

Then she adorned her neck with an exquisite sapphire necklace. “This is a gift from His Grace,” the maid explained. “It belonged to the late duchess.” Magnolia touched it as she studied her reflection. It was so flashy, so luxurious. The more she stared at the mirror, the more her face turned crimson. She had never looked this pretty in her life. “Thank you for your help, Clara.” “No need to thank me, my lady.” Clara bowed. “His Grace is waiting for you downstairs.” “Ah, yes.” Magnolia took a deep shaky breath and put her hand on her chest.

Such a sweet fucking tease! Eleanor got out of the water and fuck him. It was a sight to see. Her lacy garment sticks to her skin like a second skin. She walked towards the wooden chair. Her hips swayed more with each step. That round plump ass begged him to fuck her and God. He just wants to do that. "Open the door Eleanor." His voice was needy and deep. A smile appeared on her face as she drank the orange juice from the table. Rose didn't even bother to dry herself with the towel as she walked towards the glass separating them.

The branch still has some leaves attached to it that are in a beautiful silver color as the vines wrapped around it were a light blue, giving off a shiny appearance in contrast to the dark brown color of the actual body. From where Alesteria is, she knew exactly what that branch is and where it belongs to. 'That is a branch from an Ever Glow tree!' An Ever Glow tree is one of the most sacred trees known to mortals, known as the 'everlasting' tree that the gods once bestowed to the mortals in times of calamity, saving numerous people from death. Although it is nothing but a myth to some, many believed it is still present up to this day and know that it is located in a church that is closed of

The walk to the lake is perfect, the path has been cleared of leaves and twigs, theres no wind not even a slight breeze, everything is so calm and the best sight of all is Luke standing infront of the lake looking perfect in a black suit smiling at me, hes standind with his father who will conduct the ceremony and Jamie and Jerry are both off to the side of him, As im about to make my way to him i spot mom and Christie in the front looking as beautiful as ever then beside Christie is Stevie and there beside mom is pops, my heart swells at the sight of him, i was afraid he wouldn't come. Soft music starts playing and Blaze says in my head "come on its time to get our mate" so i start walking

Better brace myself for the next heartbreak and lost. Florian was already done showering when I got back home. He's lounging at the long sofa, his head leaning on the armrest of the couch while his eyes were shut tightly. But he's awake, I can feel it. The way his forehead and brows were crumpled together, he must be mentally exploring the newly recovered memories of himself.W

"Do you need us to call Ashton here, sweetie?" "Um no." I said, wiping a tear. "We- we broke up." The room became quiet. "Caleb," dad said. "Bring the shovel. We've got... some business to do." Caleb nodded. "Yeah, we do." And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I gained a hatred for forest green eyes. But hey, I read somewhere that only 2% of the world's population had green eyes, so there might be a very little chance that I see another one again.

The place where Gavin had been living for the last year was pretty remarkable to Nya. Carved out of the top of a mountain, the village looked normal to Nya, except for a few key points. First of all, there was absolutely no vegetation whatsoever. No grass, no plants, no bushes grew anywhere within the village. Nya wondered if any of the people here ever ate any vegetables. For that matter, she wondered what they ate at all.

********** The midday sun filters through the dense canopy of the herb grove, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow across the forest floor. Aiden moves with practiced ease, his fingers deftly plucking the sprigs of silver-leaf moss his mother needs for the poultice. The air here is thick, humid, smelling of damp earth and rotting vegetation, a scent that usually clings to his skin long after he returns home. He works quickly, stripping the bark and gathering the green bundles, his mind focused only on the task at hand to avoid the pricking thorns of the briar patches.

The trail ended at the Everlasting Tree. Grey slowed to a halt at the edge of the conservatory. His enormous white paws sank silently into the fresh snow as his deep blue eyes swept across the moonlit clearing. Her scent was everywhere. Wildflowers. Snow. Blood. And something else... Something strangely warm. Something that hadn't existed before. He lifted his head. The Everlasting Tree stood proudly in the middle of the conservatory, its massive trunk disappearing into the moonlit sky. Leafless. Ancient. Silent. Yet...