Novel & Cerita Under The Oak Tree Riftan Pov

Inch by inch, it moved, dragging Khaenat closer to the real world. And then, with one final, excruciating pull, the body crossed the threshold— BOOM. The Rift snapped shut behind them with a sound that shook the forest. Red and black light erupted, throwing them off balance. Trees groaned, leaves whipped violently. The shockwave rolled across the forest, and for a heartbeat, it was silent. Not peace. Something watched. Something waited. --- Rhea hit the ground hard, her breath stolen. Her hands shook uncontrollably as she clawed at the earth, trying to ground herself.

The Spiral mark pulsed with heat. “Yes,” I whispered. “And they’ll keep coming.” He didn’t deny it. He only offered me his hand. And this time, I took it. 3: Heart of the Rift The landscape beyond the gorge shifted again no longer barren, but blooming in strange, volatile ways. Trees with ember-colored leaves stretched toward the sunless sky. Pools of molten silver bubbled from beneath jagged rocks. This was the Rift the source of elemental convergence, where fire met earth and air without permission.

"I wish it would bloom soon. So that I can get to see it, as well." Riftan nodded. "I pray for the day to come for the tree to become lively once again. And I hope I could get to see it with everyone in this village. I want them to see something beautiful for once." I smile in admiration. Riftan is truly unpreicatble. Sometimes, he's ruthless and cold. Sometimes, he would annoy you with his cockiness. Sometimes, he would act like a stubborn child. And then there are also times when he becomes like this.

A small gasp escaped my lips when the musk scent of an Orion Nebula assaulted my senses. I opened my eyes to find Riftan standing in front of me, a concerned look on his face. Was I seeing things now? Or he was in front of me. “Whatever am I going to do with you.” He mumbled low, his hands shooting out to caress my naked arms and goosebumps erupted in the wake of his touch. "Riftan I’m so scared,” I confessed, wanting to fall into his arms and hide. "It doesn't have to be today, Little Wolf. You can take your time trying to find yourself." He soothed again, his minty breath washing over my face. I swallowed hard on the knot that clogged my throat, grim determination settling onto the front o

* As Rin managed to push through the branches and thorns with a bottle of water, antiseptic and bandage in his hand, he heard a tree fall some distance away and felt a shiver in his bones though he kept walking. When he reached the designated spot, he gulped at the fact that about six oak trees were all fallen close to their roots and found Raven punching another one, birds cawing and flying all above them, high in the trees, her face furiously red as blood trickled down her arms and to her elbow. "Raven!" As he charged to her, she let out a scream and spun around, kicking the tree as it fell in the process before facing him. The look on her face stopped him as she said, "What are you doing

The earth looked bleached, drained of life, as if the bones of a thousand years had crumbled to dust and nothing dared grow in their wake. Dorian came to my side, his eyes sweeping the terrain. “This is where we stop,” he said. Not loud. Not a command. Just a knowing. Even the air was different here. Heavy. Expectant. I stepped forward slowly, like every inch cost something I hadn’t agreed to pay. The closer I came to the rift, the more I felt it - tugging on the core of me. Like gravity. My feet sank slightly into the cracked soil. The rift shimmered just ahead, a slash of silver-black light suspended in the space between trees that had long since petrified. And then everything stilled.

Arita POV I was dragged to the tree, my hands clenched beside each other and a rope ran across my body as the two men tied it at both end. “Who sent you to spy?” they shouted, hands grabbing me by the neck. “No one,” I hurriedly said, shivers running through my body. Never have I been this afraid. Even when my nude was exposed, I wasn’t this afraid. The men looked dangerous, their eyes hard as stone. It was obvious I had stepped into where I wasn’t supposed to.

Winnie’s POV ​The transition from the Web back to the physical world felt like being thrown against a wall of ice. One moment, I was clutching Cassian’s hand in a city of brass and screams, and the next, I was falling through a veil of freezing mist. I hit the snow of the Grove with a heavy thud, the impact jarring my bones and sending a spray of white powder into the air. I scrambled to my feet, my heart hammering against my ribs, and reached out into the empty air. I screamed his name into the wind, but the only response was the distant, mournful howl of a wolf. The rift had vanished. The golden thread was gone. I was standing in the center of the Obsidian Tree’s roots, alone, wreathed in

The lookout clearing opens before me, a small plateau bounded by ancient oak trees whose leaves whisper secrets in the evening breeze. Below, the refugee settlement glows with early evening light—lanterns strung between modest cabins, cookfires beginning their nightly service. It won’t be long before the council rules that they must move on. They must make their own way. They will say it’s resources, but we will know the truth. It’s Raiden. My legs finally surrender, knees buckling as emotion overwhelms carefully maintained composure. I sink onto the weather-worn stone bench positioned for territorial surveillance, though tonight it serves only to prevent complete collapse as the tears I've

The shards glow brighter, their light merging into a single beam. A rift opens, its edges pulsing with violet light. “Go,” Kieran says, his voice tight. “We’ll hold it open as long as we can.” I nod, shifting mid-stride as I leap into the rift. --- **The Shadow’s Realm** The air is thick with the scent of decay, the ground uneven and slick beneath my paws. The Shadow’s laughter echoes around me, cold and cruel. *“You cannot stop me, Alpha. Your children are mine.”*