Under The Oak Tree Riftan Pov Novels & Stories

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.”*

CHAPTER 28—Sentimental Value Raffi’s Point of view I DON'T know how long I calmed myself down. I was very scared earlier while inside the Labyrinth and even though Rock is now with me and I'm safe, I still can't get rid of the fear. We are now in the living room with Matilde, Lando and Lora crying. She hugged her father who was just bowing. A maid handed me water and I drank it. "Thank you," I said softly.

The Rift and the sky split again and from far, far away, I heard howls. Real howls from outside. Finnick, kade. They were still waiting. They still believed I would come back. I fell to my knees, glowing, panting, broken but not defeated. Because now… the Rift itself was afraid of me. *********************** Finnick's pov A low, strange vibration hummed through the soil, rising up through my boots and rattling my bones. Kade stiffened beside me, his eyes locked on the Rift. “You feel that?” he muttered, blade already in his hand.

She was Rian now. And she would not fail. The pale light of dawn seeped slowly through the canopy, casting fragile beams that danced over the worn earth. Rhea—known now as Rian—sat motionless beneath the gnarled roots of an ancient oak, the chill of morning creeping through her cloak. Around her, the camp was still, the heavy breaths of sleeping boys rising and falling like the tide. Their faces were peaceful, unguarded—unaware of the tempest raging silently inside her.

' If the opportunity avoided him, he will make unfortunate events a gain towards himself. _______________ At the dead end of the night, Ritian pressed the mole between his fingers with a thought. Cool wind kissed his face with comfort. When Ritian opened his eyes, he was welcomed by a series of mountain, stood beside the other with lush greeneries and wide view of a small lake in front. A huge well rested beside the clear lake. He approached it slowly. The water is crystal clear but he can't see the bottom of it. There were a few bamboo trees swaying gently not too far from him.

she whispered. “Yes,” I said. “And it’s waiting for you.” She turned toward me, the Moonfire flickering faintly in her eyes. “Then we don’t have much time.” Cael met her gaze. “No. We don’t.” The forest shifted again, as if listening. The Heart’s pulse echoed faintly in the distance, steady and alive. But beneath it, deeper and darker, another rhythm had begun. The Rift was calling. And this time, it knew her name.

*Back At The Inner Grove* Back beneath the massive, split tree, Crystal stiffened. She felt it, something wasn't right. Ryder noticed too. He stood straighter. “Something’s changed.” Veen stepped forward, her voice no longer calm. “She’s here.” Ryder’s head snapped towards her. “Elira?” The trees groaned softly. “No,” Veen said, “not her. Not fully.” A scout came bursting into the grove, blood streaking down one side of his face, his breathing ragged. “A rift—” he gasped. “It opened… on the northern edge. Smoke… burning… and something came through.”

She nods "well, it was the day after my 7th birthday, I was running in my pack territory going to my favorite hiding place, when I heard the warriors howl, that we have been breached. I started to run back to pack house, on my way I watched the beta get torn apart by auburn-colored wolves. I heard my mother scream, and I ran towards the scream, there I saw the man who had kept me captive these last 11 years. My father was being held down by him. My father tried to reason with him, but then Riftan severed his head off." I was taken back, Riftan killed her family and pack. "Riftan?" I am bewildered by what she said. I knew Riftan wasn't one to trust, my father the same way knew not to trust hi

The rift part 1: At the opening of the rift POV: “This is as far as we can go unfortunately. The rift is up ahead, there is a cave off to the right behind a big tree trunk. Once you go into the cave you will see the Rift it is a glowing red portal.” The white-haired witch said pointing at this big tree up head. We couldn’t see a damn thing in this wintery hell fire. “Why do we have to always walk into or go into the most haunted places. When I tell you this goes against everything that is black in us, we mean that shit.” Mina said as we tried to see anything instead of blackness and snow slapping us in the face. “I don’t care where it is at this point as long as it’s warm. This shit is for

“He hasn’t released me.” “He will.” The certainty in her tone leaves no room for doubt. “What if he never does?” Her head tilts slightly. “He will.” Silence hums between us. “Where?...Where can i find you?” I ask. The clearing shifts. The trees blur and rearrange. The vision expands outward like a map unfurling. I see forest stretching westward denser, darker. A narrow trail barely visible beneath overgrowth. A river cutting through stone. Then a massive oak tree. Its trunk is split clean down the center, blackened along the jagged seam as if lightning once struck it from sky to root. The top half leans precariously but still lives, branches heavy with leaves.