Overstory Book Novels & Stories

It was a small, square room with two large windows facing the forest and bookshelves lining one wall. A mattress sat on the floor with blankets and pillows messily strewn across it, a closed silver laptop sat among them. Beside the mattress was a separate shelf that held only leather journals of various shades of black and brown, stuffed haphazardly next to each other, black scribbled writing on each of the worn spines. "Excuse the mess," he said, stepping around the mattress and toward the shelf of journals. "The only thing the movers lost in the move here was my bed frame. Isn't that convenient."

And as they move through the forest, guided by the rhythm of the seasons and the whispers of the wind, Theo and the Earth Goddess stand as guardians of the wild, their bond a testament to the enduring power of love and the eternal beauty of the natural world. In the heart of their woodland home, nestled within the sturdy trunk of a majestic oak, stands a remarkable bookshelf carved from the very wood of the tree itself. The shelves curve gracefully along the inner walls of the chamber, following the natural contours of the wood, each one laden with volumes of ancient lore and mystical knowledge.

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!