Light Novel Under The Oak Tree Novels & Stories

Not after everything we had been through. The darkness outside hit me like a punch to the gut. It meant we had been tortured for most of the day. The moon was small, barely casting any light. It was the end of another lunar month, and that didn’t make things easier. Normally, Xavier and I could move through the night like it was nothing—our night vision sharp, our bodies built for it. But tonight, we were barely keeping our eyes open. We stumbled and partially dragged each other toward the backyard. And there it was. The oak tree. The very one that had brought us here. We collapsed against its thick, ancient trunk, both of us breathing heavily.

;Maia was reading a book under the tree in the backyard of the pack house. She has been there for almost half an hour, enjoying the wind and the sun. She has no plan to mess with the big bad wolf today because she was so sure that Oakley was not going to do her condition and he's probably irritated at her because of what she has done yesterday.

He’s pulling the zipper of my pants down while his eyes are on my face, and every look and every touch we share is electric. Every hair on my body is standing on end. It's as if he carries a gravitational field, drawing me closer to him, making it impossible to think of anything else. Alec slowly pulls my pants down my legs, and the cool air hits them and makes me gasp a little. Back in the Underworld, everything was dark. We relied more on our other senses than sight. But here, it’s different, and I suspect that he chose this bright room because of the light. Because he wants to see everything.

Amelia's POV As I made my way through the forest, the familiar sight of the towering oak tree greeted me like an old friend. Its gnarled branches reached out to me, casting dappled shadows upon the forest floor as if beckoning me closer. With each step, the soft crunch of leaves beneath my feet echoed through the tranquil air, a comforting melody that soothed my restless soul. The canopy above filtered the sunlight into a dappled mosaic of light and shadow, casting a sense of enchantment over the secluded grove where the ancient oak stood sentinel.

A small, secret smile played at the corners of my lips as I looked back down at my textbook. The world around us was still dangerous. The white-haired monster was still out there, the pack borders were still bleeding, and Ethan was still fighting to recover his full strength. But right here, under the shade of the ancient oak tree, a new, fragile thread was quietly weaving itself into the fabric of our lives. "Hey, Nathan," I said softly, breaking the silence without looking up from my pages. "If you're going to stand there and look pretty all afternoon, you might as well help us quiz for the history midterms."

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.

I don't usually put content alerts but I thought it would be a good idea to include one here. This chapter may contain triggering content! There is abuse and hintings of rape. Please read at your own discretion. • • • The air was wonderful against my face. We were seated on the roof of an abandoned building with the magnificent skyline before us. Tonight had been a bust. Sure I'd been able to make enough to pay off the rent but I could still feel the strong fingers clutching my arm like a vice.

Oak walked with a little gap in between them to avoid holding hands. That night, Oak who usually sleeps at the sight of bed, spend some time lying awake. "I am afraid I am liking Phet too much.", Oak mused to himself and then looked over at the opposite dorm through the window near his bed. " Phet, you don't know what you are doing to me.", he said looking at the empty balcony, save for some clothes put to dry.

“Don’t be scared. This might hurt a little.” I didn’t flinch and waited as the sparks of light was replaced by the vivid image of what Aunt Odessa was trying to show me. When I felt damp bristles tingled my feet, I opened my lids, and was immediately greeted by the groves of trees standing before my eyes with their thick branches hovering on top of me. The light from the moon illuminated the place, driving away the darkness as the breeze blew on my skin. Rustles of leaves that danced with the wind resounded through the place as the howls of werewolves filled my ears. Feeling a cold hand intertwined with mine, I flitted my eyes to the side and saw Aunt Odessa, roaming her eyes around the plac

In this world of swords and magic, it's not a surprise that there are advanced technology involved as well, even if they're empowered by magic. "Sir?" I glanced at him. "May I ask why you are asking this question?" I smiled slightly. I was actually searching the sakura tree, the one that usually grows in Japan. The night after my meeting with Cecilia and Izana, I noticed the sakura tree wasn't planted among the varieties of flowers. Even so, the author is an authentic Japanese so I believe I can find a sakura tree somewhere or maybe remember anything stating about sakura in the novel. Sadly, my memory is slightly jumbled after having a high fever, so I have been struggling to remember the ev