Under The Oak Tree Amazon Novels & Stories

I am a nature lover, and that's the best place for me to spend the rest of my day. I walked out of the company after saying goodbye to Cassie. Remembering where I had seen it I walked a little distance away from the company and saw the forest, I inhaled the smell of wet soil and leaves which was nerve calming. Walking into the forest, the sight was amazing. I felt like resting here to read the book I had gotten from Cyrus. I sighted a big oak tree and sat under it. I brought the book out of my bag, it seems old, well it's a historical book.

She hadn’t tested it out yet. Walking to the tree, Oritha grabbed the trunk as much as she could and squatted, preparing the lift the tree up. If her giant bloodline was as powerful as it mentioned in the stats, she should be able to lift the tree and use it as a potential weapon. Although Zen had a feeling the Amazonian might be able to uproot a redwood tree, seeing it happen was still a different feeling. Despite Oritha’s grunting, the redwood tree slowly but surely loosened from the ground. Any birds or squirrels sleeping on the tree that Oritha uprooted quickly fled as the tree swayed dangerously. However, more surprisingly, the game prompted Oritha to choose what she wanted to do with t

But I just shrug it off. “Daddy, what’s that huge tree?” Andre voice draws Carlton’s Attention from me. All eyes trails where he’s pointing at and there’s gigantic tree at a far end of the forest. Even as we are standing up on a wooden bridge it’s still so tall and has its branch sprouting out everywhere. The tree is so magnificent and would really get anyone bedazzled. The oak tree. “That’s the oak tree.” Carlton says and someone squeals beside Andre. Griffin. Then with his eyes widen in amazement he exclaims, “The royal tree of the forest!”

The morning air should have been sweet. It should have tasted like the promise of a new life. But as the sun rose over the First Den, the sky took on a dull, metallic sheen. The golden wheat fields were no longer dancing. They stood still, as if they were afraid to move. In the center of the valley, the Great Oak Tree stood tall. Its leaves were a deep, vibrant violet, pulsing with the soft rhythm of Kaima’s heartbeat. She was the wind. She was the soil. Every breath the wolves took was a gift from her.

We finally camped under an oak tree after Axel made sure it was completely safe and free from any unwanted plants. He helped me sit on the blanket, my back resting against the tree as he went to go get some wood to start a fire. I couldn't tell what was going on with me but I was starting to feel really dizzy and my heart was beating really fast, like it's going to jump out of my chest. My throat felt parched and the sickening feeling in my stomach was getting stronger.

There was always a possibility of someone attacking me or who knew how welcoming the Elves were going to be. I found the oak tree when the sun was just about to set in the horizon. The tree was taller than any of the trees in this forest. And the second bizarre thing; it was the only oak tree I had seen in this forest until now. Slumping against the tree for a good few minutes, I rested. I fetching the small pouch of leather from the satchel to drink water, only to realize that it was now empty. It had been a while since I last saw any trace of water.

“We’re here.” The giant crow landed at the top of a gigantic oak tree. It was so big that its branches were as big as the ordinary trunk of an oak. You can even make a tent on its broad leaves. Is this tree enchanted or something? The most amazing part was the thousands of fireflies I guess, flitting all over the tree. But there was a small opening on its trunk and the fireflies made a pathway going inside. He rode off first and held out his hand to help me get down. I willingly grasped his hand but I guess I was too excited that I jumped right into him. He grabbed my waist to catch me from slipping through the algae.

He said pointing towards an oak tree, with large shades. They didn't respond and closed the door, Morgan, just like he said, went and sat on the metallic bench, under the tree. ****** Olivia sat on one of the chairs in the room, Cherry was already asleep on her laps, after crying several times for mother. Old Gilbert was also fast asleep, his breath heavy and unsteady as his features were extremely pale, showing the extent of his sickness.

I got out of bed and texted Aaron to tell him to meet me on the patio. The lightning and dark clouds frightened me. Why hasn't my fear of rain overcome me, even after I've already defeated that monster? Standing on my patio under the dark sky made me so afraid that I decided to go back inside. I'll meet him somewhere else this morning. I don't think it's a good idea to wait for him on the terrace. I turned around to go back to my room. That's when my gaze fell on the oak tree. Thunder and lightning struck the oak tree, revealing a blood-stained face shining beneath it.

Betsy asked, applying some sweet-smelling ointment on Emberlynn's skin. "I'm fine, and what's that oil?" she asked, watching as the brunette brought out variety from the chest while Betsy massaged her skin. "It's the Oakheart Elixir, and it's to ensure fertility, longevity, and many more beautiful things. But that's the most essential. It's a natural oil that's extracted from the acorns of the oak tree, particularly from the ancient oak grove deep within the sacred forest. Yes, the oak tree is a sacred forest, and we werewolves' lives are tied to it; that's why it surrounds us." she explained.