Wildwood Novels & Stories

Sometimes I accidentally disturbed some of the wildlife, but I tried not to get in way of anything. With every step, I keep my senses completely open. Listening for any movement around me, watching for everything, or a whiff of a scent. It was quiet and the forest seemed almost mystical. Usually, there was a wide open space that everything spread out. From the trees, to the foliage, to even the bugs and wildlife, everything was so much more condensed here.

"I should let you get back to sleep, Mom." "Alright, honey. Call me anytime, okay? I love you." "Love you too." After hanging up, Lydia sat on her bed for a long time, staring at nothing. Finally, she made a decision. She needed to at least see this Wraithwood for herself. From a distance, one could mistake the Wraithwood boundary for an ordinary wooded area. Standing at the edge one would see many tall trees combined with dense underbrush together with several worn pathways into the space. The woodland area felt strange for an odd reason. The area possessed an oppressive atmosphere with an unsettling feel. No sunlight penetrated this forest, it was perpetually shrouded in darkness while the

It wasn’t always like this. WildWood was once just a quiet, peaceful forest, nestled on the edge of a small, isolated town in Terrell. The land had long been sacred to the indigenous tribes that once lived there, revered for its beauty and tranquility. They spoke of spirits, of ancient forces that resided within the trees, but these were merely stories — tales meant to keep children close to home, out of the dark places of the woods.

I say, and he smirks. "You sought me out, Adahleene." He tsks, and I freeze. "I didn't. Leave." I say, mind reeling. "Easy," He says, hands crossed, with a persistent smile. "Before you call your sugar daddy, listen to me. I am Wilder, and you did seek me out, Flower. A part of you, your mind recognized it, and falted, seeking me out, hence, here I am." I stare at him, saying nothing, hoping he explains what this is, or I'll scream bloody murder, faster than he can say Flower.

And as Lyra turned and began to lead us deeper into the terrifying, magical forest, with Nyx gliding effortlessly behind us like a patient shadow, I knew with a sinking certainty that I had just saved us from immediate annihilation only to sell our souls to a prolonged, and likely far more creative, damnation. The Wildwood was a living, breathing nightmare of beauty. Trees with bark like polished obsander hummed with latent power, their leaves whispering secrets in a language of rustles and chimes. Flowers bloomed with light instead of color, and the very air tasted of ozone and untamed potential. It should have been wondrous. Instead, it felt like walking thr

I’m looking over the meeting minutes and ticking places off the map when Tru’s voice pulls me from my thoughts, “Would the Willow know where to find the stone?” I pause for a moment. Willow is considered the spirit of the forests and trees. She’s old and wise and knows many things. Anything that happens close to trees, she will see it. Speaking with her is dangerous. Humans and other creatures have destroyed many different forests. Special huldra were created to protect her. The huldra would begin to sing if a man entered the forest where Willow dwells. The intruder would follow the sound, and the huldra would lure them deeper into the forest. Then if the man was lucky, he is given a quick d

"Ezra said, ''Impossible Aries swear that she would never teach anyone how to make it or control it," Leela said, '' I know how to make it and control it. "Ezra said, '' We don't even have the tree for it. "Leela said, ''Aries pillar is made out of a tree called green oak. The tree grows in Zillion. Which is abandoned. "Ezra said, ''However, there is a tree that is in the same family as the green oak. it called mint oak and it will only last a year. "Ezra said,

Candy was running through the woods on her normal morning run, her heart was beating fast as she leaped over a log and continued running. She could feel the sweat as it trickled down her back making her shirt stick to her damp skin, the sound of her breathing was the only thing she heard as the morning sunlight slowly filtered through the tree’s leaves. As she neared the back of the packhouse a smell hit her that had her mouth watering, her wolf was instantly on alert. The beast wanted her to follow that sweet tantalizing scent of orange slices dipped in chocolate. It reminded her of Christmas morning and the treats her Jiji would bring for her and her brother.

, he turned to her and smiled. "Ah, you must be the prince's wife, go in", he opened the barbed wire gate for her to go in which she did. It wasn't a smooth road but she could walk with her heels on it. Flowers lined the road and it got narrower and less smooth the more she walked. At a point, she took off her shoes. Seeing light coming from the end of the walk, she walked even faster until she found herself standing at a dock. It was beautiful. She turned and saw her husband walking towards her sexily with a bouquet of red roses and a bottle of champagne in his hands.

Within the heart of the enchanted forest, a hidden glen awaited the arrival of Archer, Mateo, and Violet. The glen, untouched by human hands, exuded an otherworldly beauty—a kaleidoscope of vibrant wildflowers carpeted the ground, their colors an explosion of nature's artistry. A gentle breeze rustled through the surrounding foliage, whispering secrets of the ancient trees that stood tall and proud, guardians of this mystical realm.