Under The Oak Manga Novels & Stories

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his

As soon as Crimson blade finished her mission and jump-off out of the window. Aoi Akuma, who was standing on the branch of the tree, swiftly threw a dagger with attached folded paper on its holder. It penetrated precisely on bed’s wood frame just above Cederick, it almost got his head. Aoi Akuma terrifyingly smiles towards him before he jumps off following Crimson Blade.

I said. Ashina looked at me as if she hated needing the sentence to be true. Then the page turned by itself. The old paper dragged across the book with a sound like dry skin peeling away from a hidden wound. A second drawing appeared. This one showed two wolves facing each other beneath a black moon, one with a crown of silver branches, one with a crown of shadow. Between them stood the baby, Maelor, with one tiny hand raised toward each crown. My stomach turned cold.

The white tree was there too, smaller now, but still standing. A pup asked him: “Were the old wolves stupid? To fight over trees?” Oka laughed. “No, baby. They were brave. They taught us that choice isn’t between right and wrong. It’s between different kinds of right.” “What kind are you?” the pup asked. Oka looked at his moon. Pink, with one white spot. “I’m a Thorn who takes naps under white leaves. What kind are you?” The pup thought hard. “I’m both too.”

##Chapter 043 ##Moon Blood The air inside Mama Oya’s den was thick with herbs, smoke, and something older—something that seemed to hum beneath my skin. The Appalachian night pressed close outside, the forest alive with cicadas and the distant howl of wolves, but here in this place, I felt as though the earth itself was holding its breath.

Not only is he very unpredictable, but he won’t say a word. ”He's tenacious.” Audrey bites her lower lip and finally spits out two words. Audrey takes a glance at the door and sighs. She turns to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Kai plops himself on a white sofa and takes out his phone. His eyes unconsciously light up upon seeing a certain person’s text. Oakley pushes the door, and a lot of breathtaking paintings fill his gaze. His eyes fall on the painting, and his expression becomes serene. [Two high school boys stood under the tree, one slightly tall and the other short. The short one raised his head to stare at the person while the tall one lowered his head to gaze at the shorter person, t

"We can’t just imagine that people care about us because they are a bit pitiful towards us.' 'We should always work on people’s pity, Rose. It’s the only way to live like a princess again. If he pities you, he definitely sees you. So, stop mopping around and seduce him, ok?' Just then, the door to the adjacent room opened. I turned in shock to see Oak step in. His brown hair was matted to his head, and his skin glistened as the water dropped down his naked chest to the towel that barely covered his waist. Double fuck!

she moaned at once from the pain and the hope of being rescued like a total princess. "Cameron, is that you? God, what's happening, are you okay?!" Ace asked as his heart was filled with worry. "Ace, I have a little problem, my foot, it hurts a lot, I don't know, I'm bleeding a lot, Ace... I feel bad." "What? But, how did this happen to you, is there someone else with you?" Ace asked as he gathered his things and took his car keys. "Please come quickly. There's no one here."

Quinn is being stronger than I would be able to be. “You are so foolish, so unbelievable foolish,” Ora looks Quinn in the eye. “You aren’t even a real fairy, you are just a mix-breed pretender.” I don’t know how but our grip slips, and Ora takes advantage. I watch as if in slow motion as Ora pushes Quinn out of the way and goes after Teddy. Teddy holds up his hands to defend himself but Quinn and Luna lock hands. Ora screams in pain as her knees collapse and she crumbles to the floor.

I must have been gaping for God knows how long, because he suddenly cleared his throat, snapping me out of my "trance" "Did you even hear a word of what I said?" He dramatically sighed and face palmed. I stood up from my crouching position and blinked twice, getting into my fighting stance. He merely turned his back to me, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "My name is Okiro. A warlock of the five white clans of Duna. An endangered specie and the one of the last of my kind... thanks to your father's good work." What the fuck now? I'm pretty sure my eyes were as big as saucers now.