Under The Oak Tree Novel 121 Novels & Stories

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.

Soaked. We are all soaked as we follow Zayn deeper into the forest; he’s leading us to where he saw the orb in his vision. The rain is pouring heavily and there are now flashes of lightning in the sky. The winds are cold and unforgiving and the ground is all mushy and wet. We have now passed the oak tree that I used to hide under. No one seems to be talking, we all just walk in silence until Zayn suddenly stops. “Here!” He says.

I knew he was supposed to be here. Thinking he was yet to come, I sat under the oak tree and waited for him. I kind of see why he liked this place, the cool breeze brushing against my skin was so calming, and the leaves on the oak tree rustled with the wind. I closed my eyes, breathing deeply, enjoying the calm environment. I think I was too engrossed in how good I was feeling that I did not know when I fell asleep. I don’t know how long I had slept, but when I woke up, I was moving in the air, my eyes immediately flew open, scared I was being kidnapped.

“But we do this my way. You don’t make a move without my signal, Sienna. Do you understand?” Sienna nodded. “I understand. Later that evening, as they drove to the location of the planned rescue, the adrenaline rush Sienna felt gave her a boldness that completely banished the fear inside of her. The abandoned warehouse was dimly lit, shadows stretching across the concrete floor. Sienna stood near the center, her heart pounding as she waited. Enzo, Luca, and Nico were hidden nearby, ready to strike. The sound of footsteps echoed through the space, and Mateo’s voice rang out, cold and mocking.

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.

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

It pressed against my heart, heavy and suffocating, until I stepped into the open of the backyard. The book wasn't a thick one; it was a novella, but I didn't get the time to complete it. I opened the book, and after reading a few paragraphs, I was once again back to my thoughts. The pages blurred before me as I sat beneath the shade of an old oak tree. I wasn’t really reading, I was just… trying to think of my future in the pack.

The dying oak meant something. “Should we tell Jax?” Sarah asked downstairs. “We should mind our business,” I said. She shook her head. “It’s our duty.” She was right. But I already knew how it would end. Jax would never believe us. I returned to the temple at sunset. The oak tree stood in the courtyard, barely alive. I pressed my hand to the bark. “What are you trying to tell me?” It didn’t answer. But I understood. Something was coming. And I was running out of time to stop it.

He slowly turned the paper. There were other words on the back. When you come to oak rest, Don't let him decide. Silence. The wind shook outside at the roof. Aren read the lines again. Then again. For the first time in a very long time, one of these secrets did not feel sad. It's dangerous. And somewhere deep in the forest, far from the sea and cliffs, burned in this Wait a light in a house that should have been left for years. Someone stood there at the window. And smiled like he knew the message would be read.

"Isn't that the last village before the forest up ahead?" Zevko nodded softly. "Yes, darling. We've arrived at our destination." Suddenly, Clara saw someone standing under an oak tree not far from their car. He was a middle-aged man, simply dressed but with an air of nobility. "Zev, isn't he..."