Forest Fic Novels & Stories

Roxie followed him with a limp; she’d definitely broken a joint. They arrived at the forest; it was green with ray of sunlight, nothing but large timbers of trees and fallen branches. Roxie heard the wind whistling and the rustle of little animals. She inhaled deeply, getting a strong smell of earth, rotting wood and skunk weed. Roxie could see herself wandering around to explore more of what this forest holds. “Nature is phenomenal, isn't it?” Kaizen started and Roxie couldn't help but agree but she equally frowned.

I’m still sitting on you. Let me love you Maddy, the way that I do best." Jake gives me soft kisses on my neck and then he grabs my ass and lifts me." I wrap my legs around his waist while he stands and walks us into the autumn forest trees. The surrounding view is breathtaking, with the green leaves that have turned color. Shades of yellow, orange, and the reds as well." Jake pushes me against a Dawn Redwood tree. “Though they are more common in the bay area, the pack territory has been surrounded by them ever since Alpha Blake had them planted years ago..

And that was something he would never openly admit to. The sky was painted with shades of orange and pink as the sun slowly descended toward the horizon. The air was crisp with a hint of pine scent, typical of the dense forests that covered the western pack's lands. Tall, ancient trees with thick trunks and gnarled roots stood tall, forming a natural canopy that filtered the sunlight, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor.

He growled "You wanna play game with me bitch, then let play!" ☆☆☆☆☆ Argentina Oak Forest The once beautiful oak forest has turned from amazement to something odious, the forest itself has become rigid and rough like the sky just fell in the middle of the forest. Trees fell to the ground heavily, grasses were completely smoked into ashes while the wind itself has already been stuffed. Trails of smoke thrilled into the air like a bonfire was made within but there wasn't fire anywhere, the atmosphere itself breath upon the forest a sensation of agony that broke the stability of the land purifying it in nothing but sure confusion and discomfort.

he mumbles I pull into the country club, Fenris taking over so he can burn off whatever it is he upset about. I'm not bothered by it since it also gives me a chance to think fully about this next week and how to use my spare time not sparingly. I can tell Fenris has taken us to the edge of the forest close to Covington Creek as I can smell fresh soil, spring water and hear the wind blowing the leaves. Shifting was painless as he stretches' out usually id be more cautious in his form in the daylight but the forest is so thick here that the sunlight is almost blacked out with how thick the trees and foliage is. I relax as I hear Fenris paws thunder on the forest floor, letting him have full co

Tears stained her face, and the edge of her dress was burned. Lewana approaches Rose cautiously. "Rose, are you OK.? I'm here to help you". Through soft sobs, she looked at Lewana. "Look what they did. They hurt the trees. The fairies were able to get out, but their homes are destroyed. I must fix it. I can't let the forest feel this pain for too long". Lewana speaks softly to her. "You know fire doesn't destroy all forests. Some of these trees are Sequoia. Fire helps them release seeds, so there are more of them. This is an ancient forest. It will survive".

It seemed to remind me to have hope and belief even when it is impossible. Lots of cricket to hear. More mists. There are taller trees now that I am in the middle of the forest. They seemed to have grown healthier, but their breadth terrified me at this hour — they lined up as they stood tall and straight, and their silhouettes seem to have faces. Some hoots surrounded me. There are a lot of scattered leaves too. The cool breeze also caresses every branch as well as the leaves of that falls. I heard my own rustles.

She often went to the outskirts of the forest to look for new plants. The forest was endless, impenetrable and diverse. Its canopy was ruled by pine, yew and hickory. The crowns of the trees allowed short beams of light through to descend down to the many variety of ferns to grow below. Vines and curving climbing plants clung to the trees. A mishmash of flowers of all colours and sizes were dotted around, some of which were abundant while others took a keen eye to find. A tumult of sounds, mainly birdsong, added life to the forest and overpowered the trickling sounds of the gentle stream flowing through it. Talia hadn't even began to explore it in its entirety, her mother and father warned h

I moved gracefully, almost feline gait, my lupine senses attuned to every rustle and snap of twigs underfoot. My sharp and keen eyes pierced through the dimness of the forest to spot every detail. I couldn't stop admiring the tall, slender trunks of the beech trees and the gnarled, twisted shapes of the oaks. My biology teacher ensured we knew all the trees and plants in the forest by name, from the European hornbeam to the silver fir, and can identify each one by the shape of its leaves, the texture of its bark, and the way it sways in the breeze.

Amante POV The deafening silence of the forest contests with the calmness of my winter breaths. The thick forest is dark with snow fog, gloomy, and chilly without any living things around other than the frozen podocarp conifers and southern beech trees. It is a wonder how those gigantic, sturdy, and massive hedges withstand in this frigid region. “Incredible, isn’t it?”, I mumbled, smirking boastfully at Maziar conscious of his awe of a lifetime.