Under The Oak Tree Raw Novels & Stories

The trees swayed in the wind, and it was still drizzling. The five people in line almost never spoke. More often than not, there was a groaning sound from inside the makeshift stretcher covered in cloth. Or the occasional sobs of a woman walking right behind the stretcher. Shut up. Only the sound of steps. Only the sound of various insects or the sound of green frogs from behind the bushes of the Golden River. "Fortunately I didn't climb the coconut tree earlier," Papadopoulos said with a wry smile. "What does it mean?" Amelia asked again.

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

Tears formed in my eyes but stopped when Alqamar slouched again so he can put me down. I swallowed hard and calm myself down. Don’t be weak now Lexis or Alqamar will suspect you. I turned to Alqamar and saw that he’s walking towards the tree. He went behind that tree and when he come out, I saw him with only his jeans. Damn, he’s half naked!

Amelia's POV As I made my way through the forest, the familiar sight of the towering oak tree greeted me like an old friend. Its gnarled branches reached out to me, casting dappled shadows upon the forest floor as if beckoning me closer. With each step, the soft crunch of leaves beneath my feet echoed through the tranquil air, a comforting melody that soothed my restless soul. The canopy above filtered the sunlight into a dappled mosaic of light and shadow, casting a sense of enchantment over the secluded grove where the ancient oak stood sentinel.

Aaron stared at the tree and slowly got up before he walked to the tree with trembling legs, he went closer to the tree and everyone saw the tree slowly die and wither. He touched the trunk of the three and slowly punched it, that was when Alastair helped him and punched the trunk thus breaking it and finally revealing a very beautiful woman, wearing ancient white robe, with a flower crown over her head sleeping peacefully in the trunk, there was also a necklace around her neck.

In my mind, I am running naked through the woods. I am a very good animal. I am a very bad animal. In my mind, we are crashing through the trees, scratched and bleeding from the branches and thorns, daring to be chased, wanting to be caught until we end up here, against this old oak. He is moaning as he pumps me fiercely. Little bits of moss are clinging to my lips and it turns me on. His hands, his hot cock, the river, the sunbeam on my neck, the smell of his skin, it all turns me on. He convulses hard with orgasm, pulsing against me, groaning low and soft like water on spawning gravel. The poor oak shudders and a couple of galls fall to the ground. This makes me want it all over again, of

A deep rumble shuddered through the forest. The oak tree groaned like something ancient waking from a thousand-year sleep. Violet looked up at Rhea. “Now. Your blood.” Rhea hesitated only a second before stepping forward. She handed Violet her palm. Violet sliced gently across her skin— just enough for a few drops. Rhea clenched her jaw as the blood dripped onto the roots of the Oak. The reaction was instant. The entire world shook. The roots absorbed the blood greedily— pulsing, twisting—

“Alright! Alright! My bad! I know you don’t do your niece! That’s completely incest!” The girl laughed as she received a stern look from Silas. I bowed my head. I just looked at the noisy dry leaves whenever I stepped on them. Do they have a relationship? The girl was just laughing at his irritability. They seemed used to each other. “What tree is this?” I asked while touching the big tree we stopped at. “Oak tree,” the girl replied shortly and stood beside me. We were out of the forest, but this area still seemed to belong to the homeowner. There was not a single person in sight, and only one type of tree was planted. The environment here is pure green—with dark green grass, big oak trees,

a deep voice shouted behind us. I gasped, “Couldn’t you run faster?” “I’m doing the best I could, but their hungry machines are hard to beat.” “We need to distract them,” the shortest guy shifted back into his human form and mounted the other guy. A thin mist covered his body, almost replicating my sitting stance. Men with flashing lights wrecked the path on their big wheels. The forest moaned in pain—it wanted to scratch the ticks, but they had no hands to do the laborious task.