Dryad Stories

3 years after the events of the first story, two orphan kids named Archie and Esme felt unwanted when no one paid attention to them. So they decided to run away and find a home of their own in the forest. But then they run into a tiger fairy named Callula who will help find a new home. She takes them to Mollymauk Forest! They learn new skills on magic and made new friends that made them feel wanted. But there will also be new enemies on their journey.

The Dryad's face scrunched up. "No, it's different with uniforms. Are you the Wall of Flesh?" He paused, turning the question over in his mind. He knew she knew he was. She knew everything about Terraria; it was why they got along so well... So there must have been some ulterior motive behind it. Some sort of conclusion she was pushing him towards. "Of course. But I'm also the Guide." ~[VERY VERY TEMPORARY COVER. ART BY SHARTOUTART ON TUMBLR.]~ The Guide- or, more accurately, the Wall of Flesh- began his time on the surface world of Terraria with two directives: Find the Hero. Put them on the right path to defeating him in the Underworld. Everything else was just supplementary, because at that point they'd be advanced enough to ascertain how to kill the Moon Lord themselves. When the Hero successfully vanquishes him, he expects to return to his Underworld form, governing Hell's demons like he always had-except he doesn't. Instead, he comes back as The Emissary; and is forced to grapple further with the attachment he has to them, the struggle of reconciling with the other NPCs in the aftermath, and the realization that being human has a steep learning curve.

There's no faster way to get a promotion than by having your superiors turn to stone. Yesterday, I was a novice. I wore a grey cloak that brushed my calves and made the Little Folk in the forest laugh at me as I passed them by. Then one by one by one, my fellow sisters started to look a little grey in the face and clouded in the eyes. Their joints began to stiffen. Their musical voices cracked. They started coughing up dust. Now, I'm my monastery's last hope to complete a ritual that might save us all... If I can keep Tablet's anxiety from causing them to combust, avoid being devoured by demons that will stop at nothing to steal the sacred idol I carry... And keep from turning to stone before I can use it.

How the dryad acquired her satyr OC nonsense that demanded to be written

Never having met any other Gods then her parents and her Aunt, Panacea is like a fish out of water when they dump her butt on 'The' training island. She never expected to end up there, but the environment is safer for others to practice any new powers coming her way. However, is it safer for her? This is the Book of Panacea, daughter of Physis, Goddess of nature and Asclepius, God of medicine. Her granddad is the reason for being estranged from the other Gods. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NBXZ2N3?ref_=pe_3052080_276849420 Copyright protected for author Tine Peeters © Tine Peeters, 2018, original.

Patrick MacDough is about to have one of the worst days of his life. As he wakes up from a gruelling yesterday, he notices something very off. He is in a field. With grass. With a man. With slimes - lots of slimes. Is this all a dream? A simulation? Or will he rediscover his humanity through some fictitious characters, regardless of the implications this has on his mentality? Stay to find out; enjoy :)

An ancient dryad grows beside a desolate graveyard, longing to reveal herself to the golden-haired child who has grown up beneath her boughs, and who has become her new muse after centuries grieving the loss of Calliope, one of her closest friends and the gods' foremost singer and poet. One day, during a funeral held on the other side of the fence, the dryad recognises one of the women weeping by the new grave. When she realises who it is, she is once again reminded of the curse of her immortality . . . A tribute to the legacy of John Keats with his poem 'Ode To A Nightingale.' *** Best Rankings: #134 in dryad | 25/06/2023 #29 in bacchus | 2/07/2023 #20 in whitethorn | 9/07/2023 #104 hawthorn | 23/08/2023 #264 in tree | 4/09/2023 #209 in song | 6/09/2023

Life isn't easy for the "bad guy". Especially when you're seventeen and your parents expect you to be monstrous just like them but all you want to do is spend time with those you should be burning and eating. Will a young Demon choose to take the easy path or the one she truly desires?

Adalina Willow has the god's watching her though she never knew about it she gave them a show. . . . A dryad and a fallen God form a unique relationship and with every relationship has their struggles and fights but these two... let's just say, they really have the world on their shoulders. A/N: I've been working on this story for a bit now and I think putting here will give me motivation to actually write and finish this story. You can see more about this world one my TikTok @pla.persphone

CoQ stands for Castle of Queerosity COVER ART NOT MINE I JUST ADDED THE WORDS Noroi Sarowmon has always been in a black box. He couldn't see the world nor color. In his black box, he was living a life as a pampered son, but the loneliness was always there. It was good enough, until it wasn't good enough anymore. He had nothing in his box. He couldn't see the difference between the present and the future, because he refused to climb out of it. But then something snapped inside of him. As soon as he left home, he realized how much he wanted someone by his side. And now, wanting more, he ventures out of his box into not the present, but his future. The bonds that chained him down was a curse, with only a memory told by someone else. His brother cursed him with the inability to love. Anyone he does love will suffer an be forgotten. Wanting to destroy this voided box and his bonds at all cost, this werewolf meets a peach dryad along the way. But this dryad has a few secrets of his own. Noroi soon finds out that, while comical, Itori Sakamiya had his voice carved out and his right of opinion stolen out of his hands. Both are broken, and both soon find haven with each others' company, meeting new friends along the way. But have they suffered enough? Or will their secrets be the downfall of them all? yeah, that's me. nice intro you got there. it doesn't really matter. because, after all, I'm already dead.

The screaming wind rushes through the trees in unruliness, wailing, crying as if its' in sincere agony. The wind was pierced by another sound, a sound of steel against the bark of wood, the sound of an axe penetrating a living tree. The sound would go on, and on, and on, but the sound... would stop, as the sound would be cut short by a person's scream; a howl of death. All that remained of the peasant was his axe, embedded in the ground, as he became one with the earth. The only sound that could be heard, is a small, slight, giggle.

In 1722 everything changed. Supernaturals made themselves known to the world. At first humans tried to fight back but there were more Supernaturals in world than all realized. The Supernaturals divided the world into groups, humans were but in different ranks due to the jobs they were given by the supernaturals. May you have mercy if you were on the lowest rank. But every few years there is game that is held, where the Supernaturals find their mate or mates. No one in the world wants their mate more than Kings. And they found their small human mate Mavis Clarke.

Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, Camp Jupiter, & New Rome Roleplay, where everything comes to you roleplayers! Just fill out the forms and wait for me to accept you and... ENJOY THE FUN! P.S.I'm sorry if the cabins or the characters name and last name or the cabins in order aren't right. IM SORRY! 흫_흫 ب_ب ╮(─▽─)╭ ಥ‿ಥ (-’_’-) (╥╥) (•̪●) (∩︵∩) (o_-) (｡-_-｡) (╯_╰) (╥_╥) v(ಥ ̯ ಥ)v <('.'<) ಠ,ಥ (◕︵◕) (´ヘ｀() (✖╭╮✖) (◕﹏◕✿) (+_+) ★~(◠︿◕✿) (*´д｀*) (◡△◡✿) ٩(×̯×)۶ (ノ_・。) ┐(‘～`；)┌ (つд｀) (✖╭╮✖) ಥ⌣ಥ இ_இ ✖‿✖ DISCLAIMERS: I don't own anything. Not even the buildings. (May include minor character such as Khione, Hecate, and some others cabin) Do not judge

When you awake you remember nothing. Your name. Your family. Your life. Who are you? The fairy finds herself in this situation. Meeting magical folk of all kinds on her quest to remember. Or is it? What is her true quest? Is it to free the inslaved folk with magical blood? Is it to aid the humans forget their fear of magic? Is it to fall in love? Set in a land of fantasy. Still under major editing. Injoy!

What happens when the very people who called you insignificant and tortured you to your core because of your indifference, comes to you for help to save a suffering world? This is the story of Lily McGarden, a Dryad. She has lived her whole life in the oak tree that she calls home, oblivious to the calls of insignificance that people scream at her, but what happens when Kyle Nightwalker, a mysterious yet attractive young male, comes looking for her in the pouring rain one night? Her whole world is flipped upside down as she journeys out of her comfort zone of the oak tree that she resides in to save the impending doom of the world that turned their backs on the naïve 17 year old by rescuing her own species from the clutches of a power mad hunter. Join Lily as she realises the true importance of love and support whilst meeting a few strange friends along the way! (On Hold)

Lavender Crest is an outcast. Abandoned at birth and found by a mad scientist, Lavender must find the courage to run away, find Dasyer, and save all of the crystals in the world before Plan Wipeout happens.

First a closet Party Animal, then a Ghost, then a Titan and now a Goddess of Wild Festivals. Mandy is living the life she never knew she wanted - surrounded by all kinds of mishaps but also plenty of love! &lt;3 A collection of stories around Mandy, her four beloved people, hell load of children and many more. Also various sequel and side stories from all the other books! &gt;u&lt;//

In a land on another world there lays a boy that holds the power to take on the world, but only through tough trial and tribulations does he realize the power he holds. His life isn't an interesting one, he was the son of a mother and father, nothing too out of the ordinary. Both of his parents were mages, now retired they still do their best, and although poor they would cast spells that would help them and the people in their village, he was always quite captivated by the magic that they spun. Mesmerized by his parents he wanted to learn magic on his own, through a difficult journey he eventually does but what fun is it to spoil the show. This is the story of the boy that saved not only the world but himself.

"Have you been dreaming again?" "Caracorum, I know what I saw!" *** When Atacama starts having dreams of a mysterious figure, dead siblings and a corrupted promise keeper, he is desperate to know the truth. The question is: can he find it? DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Spellchasers trilogy. All characters from the trilogy and the trilogy itself belong to Lari Don.

Variq, a young Satyr, has been craving adventure for years, her Dryad friend, Alisma, has had the same feelings about it. The two decide they would get away from the forest and explore, meeting an elf and a dwarf. Little do the two know, there is a danger lurking deep within the forest. Instagram: @SolarArchive928