Magic Tree House Graphic Novels & Stories

There, he saw Joy sitting under a large tree, drawing something on the ground with a small twig. Damian hesitated for a moment, but finally got the courage to approach Joy. "Hi, Joy," he greeted her softly. Joy raised her head and smiled widely. "Hi, Damian! Want to join us?" Damian smiled nervously. "I... I can't stay long. But I want to see what you drew." Joy proudly showed him the drawing she had made on the ground. It was a picture of a house with a flower garden and the sun shining brightly. "This is my dream house," Joy said with sparkling eyes. "One day, I will live here, with many friends."

Chapter thirty-three Anabelle Pov The hall was noisy, the moderators were discussing with each other. While other members were whispering. I couldn't think about the noise. I closed my eyes and started mapping out the drawing found. I drew the mountains first, filling it with amber color, the mountain was filled with different giant trees. After properly drawing the mountain I drew the moon-bird. It was so fine to my eyes, I couldn't believe I was able to draw the same art work and it was better than the previous one.

He looked at her in much excitement and Lisa nodded her head and approval. “Y…. yes as long as nobody can see me naked.” She pursed her lips and Raol laughed loudly. “Haha… don’t worry… this is only my area. Nobody really comes here. Just give Me 2 minutes!” He uttered excitedly and then quickly opened the door of the tree house and shut it doing something inside. The girl looked at the beautiful Woodhouse in much fascination. The house was painted in golden and black color with a hint of brown, keeping its wooden look intact.

Storm walked into Kaden's treehouse and was immediately struck by how it seemed larger than usual. The wooden walls, which should be plain and simple, were adorned with colorful murals and hand-painted designs. One wall even showcased a sprawling mural of a sunset over a peaceful lake, with vivid oranges and pinks blending into each other. And another wall had a charming depiction of a forest, complete with playful animals like squirrels and birds, all brought to life with bright, cheerful colors.

He tried to think about something else but his mind kept going back to the one with the key to his heart. “A-ha! We are at the tree!” he said happily. The tree was not like the other trees. It was painted gold and was shorter than most of the trees around. Its leaves were made of silver. There was a large tree hole at the highest point of the tree with a carved wooden squirrel popping its head out of the hole. It was more like a beautiful sculpture of how a normal tree was meant to be. There was a golden nest with a big golden bird and three small golden chicks inside. They were hugging each other happily.

Their class had already started and everyone was listening to their teacher while Sam peered out the window he saw the tree house outside the classroom. "Claire ..., I hope what I heard isn't true." Sam thought. She was surprised to see the black shadow in the tree house. "What is the shadow doing here?" Sam whispered. The black shadow has long lived in the tree house. Sam didn’t know that the black shadow she saw in the tree house and the black shadow in their house were different. The black shadow in the tree house was so bad. While Sam was looking at the black shadow in the tree house, suddenly one of her classmates passed by her so she lost sight of the black shadow.

He was not sure whether the plan to exorcize the witchcraft from her aunt would work. The hut was as vacant as they had left it on their previous visit. But there was a new development; the floor was as black as ebony and there were drawings resembling a snake on the walls. Okayo stared at the drawings with suspicion. He had never seen them on the dunged walls before and he wondered what they stood for.

I shook my head to clear it and pulled Maggie up onto the landing. The tree house was neatly spaced with three windows on three sides. It was so dirty, with cobwebs and dust sediments engulfing each and every inch of its surface. I looked up, to the see that, the roof was still firmly holding up. There were several water bottles stacked up on one side and a small handmade wooden bench on the other. A limited space was reserved for the latrine that seems to drain in an underground pit. The latrine area was concealed with a rug which looks like it might crumble any minute now. It definitely is some kind of hide out or something, built to keep the wild animals and poisonous snakes at bay. The s

So close. I nod my head as response. "Yeah, I-I'm okay. "He removed his hands from my face as he helped me enter the treehouse. "What happened? " "Uhm, I don't know. Something just--"I paused, suddenly seeing the whole room clearly. One word. It's... beautiful. And so so familiar. The light blue furry math on the floor, the blue mini laptop table in the middle, the white mini closet upfront, the large window on the left, five beanbags on the right side having the colors blue, white, black, pink and purple. There were also stack of pillows besides the bags.

Scared that i might not be able to see my mate again. "Wait." Ashers' whisper knocks me out of my thought as i turn to look at him. "Look." He said as he points with his index finger at a tree. There was a mark drawn on the tree with red paint. When i got closer, i realized from the scent that it was not paint but blood. Blood of a wolf. I took a closer look at the sign. It is a circle which i think represents the moon. And there is a huge slash running through it.