Under The Oak Novel Novels & Stories

Wearing a white dress, ending just above my knees, I went out of the house and locked it, so that I can peacefully enjoy my book under the oak tree. That oak tree has always been a special place of mine. It gives me a sense of tranquility whenever I lay my back on its trunk while words flowed from my book towards my brain. I've read that an oak tree is one of the most loved trees in the world. It represents strength, morale, resistance and knowledge. It is also a symbol of honor, nobility and wisdom due to its size and longevity. The sky was bright, but the rays of the sun weren't that harmful even though it's summer already. There were a few clouds up in the never-ending sea of blue. In fro

Bernard’s boots clicked rhythmically against the slick cobblestones of the lower district, a sound that was immediately swallowed by the oppressive, suffocating humidity of Oakhaven’s underbelly. He pulled his cloak tighter, his nose wrinkling at the scent of rancid tallow and wet metal. He wasn't supposed to be here—not while the Council had eyes on every alleyway—but the ledgers didn't lie, and the ledger spoke of an impossible amount of wealth vanishing into the dark.

OAKLEY It's dark. There are trees all around and the moon is shining bright. Something feels off but I cannot place what it is. I can hear a creek in the distance. I don't know where I am or how I got here. I start walking towards the creek when I hear the snapping of twigs and some leaves rustling behind me. I spin around and see yellow eyes in the shadows. Out walks a massive black wolf. I don't know if he is friendly or not and I am not about to take my chances. I turn and run as fast as I can. I have no idea where I am going but I don't plan on stopping. All I can do is hope that I don't run into anyone else that might cause me harm. I can hear him behind me. He sounds like he is gaining

now, thankfully Oasis is really great at hiding her existence. I think I will like her. I would have liked her better if she had answered all of my queries. My sister is the best sister you could find in the whole world. Even though she doesn’t share her problems which I wanted her to, she would listen to ours, and wiggle out a suitable solution. Why wouldn’t she share her problems? I sighed again. Well the best thing that had outcome through this mess is that we are living in the same house right now. That i need to thank him. I looked outside the corridor window, a group of children were playing , running around. Some were dragging logs of wood and back. My eyes widened when I saw them ca

With determination, I set my course towards the river, a path well-worn by villagers during the day as they washed their clothes. As I drew nearer to the river, the sound of Orion's voice guided my stealthy approach, prompting me to seek cover behind a towering tree. From my vantage point, I observed Orion seated on a massive rock by the riverbank, accompanied by a chestnut-haired girl who must be Nova, the chief's daughter. I watched intently from my hiding spot, straining to make sense of the conversation between Orion and Nova. Unfortunately, it became evident that I had arrived late, as I struggled to grasp the context of their dialogue.

How many times had they put themselves in danger while I was too focused on war plans and elder meetings to notice? I stayed far enough back that they wouldn't hear me. Close enough to intervene if something went wrong. The trees grew thicker. The light grew dimmer. Shadows stretched long and dark across the forest floor. Still, the children kept running. Finally, they stopped. A massive oak tree loomed ahead. Ancient and gnarled. Its roots twisted up from the ground like frozen snakes. Its branches spread wide, blocking out what little remained of the evening sky. Carl and Karin dropped to their knees beneath it.

Eighteen Years Ago The Shadow Pack burned that night; the storm came first, then came the lightning. It split the sky in two; thunder shook the very foundation of the pack, like the growl of a vengeful god. The rain lashed out, falling heavily, but it didn't quench the fire swallowing the packhouse whole. The flames devoured the Alpha's mansion and everything that stood in their way. Hidden in the hollow oak tree is a child with jet-black hair clutching a leather-bound book to her chest.

Oak groans, adjusting his position between my thighs. The head of his cock rests at my soaking wet entrance. All I can think about is how he raced to my aid in those ruins. My knight in shining armor, despite the danger it posed to him if he were caught. "I can never get enough of you," Oak says before thrusting deep inside of me. I claw my fingertips into his back, trying to anchor myself on the edge of the small wooden desk. It's hard to believe that this man wants me.

She explained that Nick said he was going to watch Bryce's house and keep an eye on Selena, but he hadn't come back until that moment. "Do you want us to go look for him?" the woman offered. "No, I'll go!" Shane replied, already passing through the door. He got into the woods, and after walking for a while, he sensed Nick's smell. Shane was very close, and when he arrived at the forest glade, he found Nick's body lying on the ground. Shane rushed to him and exhaled in relief after seeing that he wasn't dead, just unconscious. It was already very dark and foggy, so he only had the moonlight to enlighten the place they were standing.

As soon as the car stopped rolling, Dominic gave Leesa a quick thumbs up—the signal they had agreed on that she should proceed as planned. She grabbed the ivory box from her bag and got out of the car. After waiting for a truck to flash by, she hurried across the road and found the spot Dominic had described to her. The old oak tree—almost twice as thick as any of its neighbors—was just barely visible from the highway. Its gnarled branches spread wide in every direction, and Leesa could imagine the huge canopy of shade they would provide when the leaves grew back. She imagined the tree had probably been left standing sometime far back in the past while its neighbors were felled for lumber an