The Giving Tree Novels & Stories

I jolted awake in bed, sweat soaking the sheets, while the pain of being knocked to the ground by my mother still seemed to linger in every limb. I slowed my breathing and forced myself to calm down. The memories of my family blaming me and of my mother killing me with her car replayed again and again in my mind. Then the notification sound from my phone snapped me out of my thoughts. “Charlotte, the firm has taken on a defense case for a plaintiff. The partners assigned you as her lawyer.”

She looked up and was immediately greeted by the ancient tree with voice that was hollow. "Welcome my sweet child, Mia, what brings you to me this day".Mia kept staring as her ears could not believe that she had just now heard a tree send her greetings. When it sunk in, she stood up, dusted herself and replied " Thank you O! the great Tree of Knowledge. I come with my burdens to you today. "

“How do you know about that?” Chuckling, I whirled the chair around, facing her direction, “Baby girl, have you stop to think about why everything is so intense since you stepped out of your town?” “No— maybe, a few times I guess,” “Well, evil can't pass through a sanctuary' gate,” “A sanctuary?” “Yes, Evil can not intrude, they have to be invited in,” “Hold on... So the tree?” “Is a plant from the heavens, it's enchanted with powers that form a shield over your hometown,”

The trees started waving again and Theo and I turned the mechanism, slowly making the door open. Oh, ancient trees, reaching for the sky, Whispering secrets as the wind blows by. Your roots run deep, your branches spread wide, Guardians of wisdom, standing side by side. Oh, guardians of the ancient trees, Protectors of all that nature sees. With gradient symbols, their message shows, Balancing harmony as life flows. Finally, the door was fully open and the mechanism stopped. Theo and I massaged the pain throbs off our hands as Sarah tapped the tree and it responded to it.

The giggling tree said, shaking its leaves. Elena gets scared and shocked as she gazes at the tall tree in awe. “Oh my…you're a talking tree? How is that possible? What curse are you talking about?” Elena said curiously as she gently touched the leaves. The giggling tree lifts Elena up on his branches carrying her gently. “Woah! What's happening?!”Elena to balance her feet. “You want to know what the curse is about don't you? I want to tell you so you could hear me well.” The giggling tree says giving Elena a crown of rose.

Peter, on the other hand, didn't mind at all; he was more than happy as long as Neil was content. Seeing this scene, I curiously asked Peter how he could so generously let go and bless others. He led me to a small wooden cabin, nestled in a forest that was dense and tranquil, exuding an air of mystery. Inside the cabin, the decor was simple yet cozy, and in the center stood a mysterious wish tree. Its leaves rustled gently in the breeze, as if whispering ancient legends. Peter pointed to the wish tree, his tone tinged with a mix of reverence and intrigue. “This is a wish tree, but it doesn’t work like a typical wishing well. Instead, it reveals whether a wish can be fulfilled or not, and exp

Thorne: It had been five years since the death of his mom and abduction of his mate, and just as he had spent every evening since her funeral, Thorne stood before at the tree planted where his mother was buried, in her honor. The tree, a sturdy silver oak, stands tall and proud, its bark shimmering with a soft, ethereal glow. Despite being only five years old, it has grown remarkably fast, its branches stretching towards the sky like outstretched arms, providing a canopy of shade and comfort. The leaves, a vibrant green, rustle softly in the breeze, releasing a gentle whisper of wisdom and peace.

The tree exuded a powerful aura, its presence commanding respect and reverence. Ariana approached the tree and placed a hand on its trunk. "This is the Ancient One," she said, her voice full of awe. "A tree of wisdom and knowledge. It has seen the rise and fall of civilizations, the birth and death of stars. It holds the secrets of the universe." Luna felt a shiver run down her spine as she neared the tree. She could sense its energy, its power, and its profound wisdom. Ariana motioned for her to place her hand on the trunk, and as she did, a surge of knowledge flooded her mind.

Oren's eyes went bloodshot and he brought his fist down on the table hard enough to shatter the white crystal fruit dish he had never been willing to use. "Find her! Karl, go and hire human mercenaries! Turn the human lands upside down if you have to, but bring her back!" He seemed to age ten years on the spot, and his voice was raw. "I'll plant her another tree. The finest oak there is. That will give her life back to her." Karl clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, and nodded firmly. And all of them were deliberately ignoring one fact. An elf's bonded tree can only be planted once in a lifetime.

Just quiet looks and awkward sympathy. Another can followed. Then another. Cold metal clattered to the ground around me. The buzz came slow and weak, barely taking the edge off. It was not enough, but waiting felt worse. Standing took effort. Legs wobbled as the matchbox stayed clenched in my fist. Steps carried me forward, straight toward the Heartwood Tree. That tree was sacred. Old. Planted by ancestors long gone. Hundreds of shifters had bound their lives beneath its branches. Love was said to live there. In its roots. In its bark. Flowing through the pack like blood.