Under The Oak Tree Chapter 107 Novels & Stories

Robert replied. The high beams cut through the dust on the road. Kat could see the drive was lined with thick trees. “It is going to be impossible to find Jude in here if he wonders off.” She glanced worried at Robert and back at the barbequed covered boy. “Don’t worry babe. There’s a gate around the property itself.” He rubbed her shoulder. “Well this isn’t creepy or anything.” Ray snarked. “Its only creepy because its dark RayRay. Things always look different in the dark. It’s just new, new always feels uncertain, until it’s not new anymore.” Kat smiled back at Ray through the rear view.

I’m below a tree, an oak tree. The realization sends a shot of sobering adrenaline through me, and my mind emerges from the haze—it’s not just any oak tree. It’s our oak tree! I’m laying at the tunnel entrance, but how did I get here? Who brought me here? Why am I naked? Why can’t I move?

Charles took me by the hand and walked me out the house through the back door. There was a huge tree. It was beautiful. I couldn't stop staring at it.I felt for some reason connected to the tree. I deeply wanted to touch it and just then I heard Charles say. “Touch it, it has all the answers” I raised my head and met Charles' eyes . They were golden and beautiful, they were definitely divine and yet deceiving it hid a completely different personality. I hesitated to touch the tree but then I realized my body already obeyed and was walking toward the tree mindlessly,it was like the tree was calling out to me and I couldn’t resist.I stretched my left hand and touched the tree O O O

Chapter 113: The orange tree. Ike entered his two-acre enclosed garden and scanned for the queen. Shay's typically regal form sat hunched on the bench under his orange tree. The glass ceiling of the yard was being pelted with rain as she wept softly. Ike paused as he considered what to say to the only mother figure he'd had in his life.

Elara felt a prickle of awe, a sense of being in the presence of something truly extraordinary. They emerged into a small clearing, bathed in the ethereal glow of the moon. In the center, a gnarled oak tree stood sentinel, its branches reaching towards the heavens like skeletal fingers. Beneath its ancient boughs, the ground was carpeted with soft, dewy moss. Kael nudged her gently towards it, a clear invitation to rest.

It was too toxic for me. As I walked in the woods, I could hear rustles. Today, the weather was cold which led to fog covering the path. I heard the rustles again. There was a scent I sniffled in. “Who’s there?” I said. Something was definitely watching me. ------------------------------------------------ A/n So, what did you think about this chapter guys, I will really love it if you comment your thoughts about Tata Mama disrupting everything. If you like this chapter, consider leaving a review for me. Thanks for your valuable coins!! With all love from, R.A Higheels

Perhaps, her helper was still waiting for her at the oak tree. After minutes of a non-stop run, Sophia finally got to the oak tree. But unfortunately, there was no one there. Probably, the helper had waited for and decided to go. She breathed heavily, squatting to catch some breath. The area was purely deserted. Except for the whispers of the night,there was no other trace of life. She walked to the oak tree and scanned it thoroughly for a slightest trace of a message left for her. But there was nothing. No piece of cloth. No paper. In the midst of her frustration, she heard a sound.

He focused on driving toward Orilon. He was already familiar with the routes in Southlake City. He didn't need navigation to go to Orilon. After arriving at Orilon, everyone retrieved flashlights from the car. Tom led the way to the hundred-year-old tree. However, they found that there was a hole dug under the tree roots. Tom's heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling that something was amiss.

What kind of charm did this tree have? Xylo locked the front door and covered the tree with a large black bag. He said to the tree, “Locust, those people don’t deserve to see you.” People kept knocking on the door. When no one answered, the crowd outside started insulting Xylo. “You’re embarrassed, right? Then, why did you harass a tree? I bet the bark of the tree is smooth now.” “Mr. Green, isn’t what you’re doing to the tree illegal? Can you explain the law to us?”

I say quietly and I almost regret the words as she squeals, a smile spreading across her face. “Thank you very much, Leo. I could hug you right now—” I recoil . “Please don't.” She nods, bouncing on her feet and my eyes narrow, doubt creeping in. Why is she so happy about this and why does it seem like I just made a huge mistake? ***** THIRD PERSON'S POV Octavia wanders off into the woods under the guise of fetching more dry branches for the fire. Before anyone can stop her or task one of the sentinels to escort her, she's already pushing her way through the thick bushes, her steps quick like she's rushing off somewhere.