One Tree Hill Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Avalanche raised one of his eyebrows. I sigh and smile. I get a pencil and paper. "This is actually the plan, you are followed by a super fan of yours and that super fan of yours is obsessed on how she will have your attention, Avalanche." I started. "Actually, I know how will the story flow but the thing there's no ending on it." then I looked at Sandstorm. "About you, I actually don't know how I will re-arrange the flow though I have a better resolution about it."

] I continue to taunt, jumping over a fallen log. [I need to cover you in mine now!] Liam retorts, the thought alone sending shocks of desire through me. My steps falter for a moment, giving Liam a chance to catch up, and I curse inwardly, not happy with his distraction. I put my focus into running away from Liam, zigzagging through the trees while he follows my scent. I can hear him catching up, though, shocking me greatly. I know he has grown stronger, but I never expected Liam to grow faster as well. Could his change in strength come from us confessing our feelings for each other?

I didn’t understand what she meant, but something told me that if I stuck with her and trusted her, I’ll be able to figure it all out. These thoughts surrounded my head as I scribbled some of my hand written poems under the mighty tree at school. Oh, I remember this exact tree; the exact tree that led to my doom. This was where Damon had proposed to me to be his girlfriend. That had been a big mistake I was never going to repeat again. Now here I was, with one hand rubbing the mark on my neck. The other was scribbling the remaining half of the poem I had been working on.

I just want to make the both of them happy, after all there both pass through. I have to get close to Fiona and take her out to make her husband jealous and for him to explode

Maybe she was just pretending to be something she's not. One day, while out on a run, Davina stumbled upon a hidden clearing deep in the forest. In the center of the clearing stood an ancient tree, its branches twisted and gnarled with age. Without thinking, Davina approached the tree and reached out to touch its trunk. As soon as she made contact, she felt a surge of energy course through her body. Suddenly, visions began to flash before her eyes. She saw herself as a child, playing with her siblings in the forest. She saw her parents, smiling and happy. And she saw Klaus, standing by her side, his eyes filled with love and adoration.

Her car isn't in the drive, but once she's back, I'll take her the tree and say thanks. I head inside for a dinner of last night's leftovers and an episode of Reacher, although I don't pay as much attention as usual. Deep down I know Gary read me like a book. Finding out Dawn has a significant other would be disappointing. With that thought, car headlights shine through a gap in the curtains. She must be home. I give her fifteen minutes or so to get settled then head out to the truck. Snow begins to fall again as I unload the tree, and the notion that I should take it as a sign pops into my head. I'm not normally superstitious, so I'm not sure where that came from.

I said, and he snorted. “Fine I will listen to you this time.” I said making a face. He laughed and kissed me. “Hey! It’s cold as shit out here and yall trying to make out, that’s some bullshit.” Shawna said and we broke apart when somebody threw a snowball at us. “I promise if that snowball would have hit me. Somebody’s ass will have a rift in it.” I said as Makahi shifted into Maka, and I hopped on him snapping myself in. We began walking in the directions the witches told us. After about ten minutes we saw the biggest tree trunk we have ever seen. “What in the entire hell is that? That tree looks like it’s living I don’t see any part of this ending while.” Mina said as we approached an

Over time, I started to smell faintly of locust flowers. It could have remained a clean, untouched tree forever, but Xylo ruined it. After Xylo left, I stared at the sturdy tree for a while. It was hard to imagine someone falling in love with a tree to the extent of being intimate with it. In my past life, my dad cut down the locust tree in the yard because he wanted to plant vegetables. That night, Xylo killed me and my parents. He dismembered us and threw our bodies in the sewer.

He's by my side in a second, and I want to escape. "You are now into trees. Got it." I sigh, dusting my hands off against each other and stepping down from the slope unto the sidewalk. Zane just keeps smiling at me, and my heart's already too weak around him. I fall harder at the sight of his handsome face. "It's just... a new hobby. Tree lifting, like a sport to..." Zane tries his best to keep up with what I'm saying, but in the end, I just release a sigh from my throat and beg for the universe to save me from mortification.

They were so stubborn they would die of mutual denial before anything ever happened. So there I was, standing in line at the tiny roadside grill shop, scrolling through my phone and humming one of the band’s old high-school songs. The night air was cool and busy, and the little hanging lanterns above the stall glowed like fireflies. A spectacular sight. I kept replaying Riley’s face at the love tree. Wide-eyed, nervous, pretending she wasn’t secretly melting inside. And Aiden’s face too, all soft and unguarded. Oh, those two were doomed. And I was going to help destiny along whether they liked it or not.