Oaktree Stories

Collection of short stories and poems I write for absolutely no reason. . . . . . . . . . . Most of these are probably school assignments tho honestly.

Thoughts involving nature, countryside.

Dorian Voss has spent his life haunted by nightmares of fire and death, drawn to the darkness without knowing why. When a mysterious letter summons him to Ravenshade, the home of his cursed bloodline, he discovers a terrible truth-his ancestor, Gabriel Voss, was not just a witch hunter but a butcher, cursed by the witches he slaughtered. Now, the past is awakening. A secret coven seeks to resurrect Selene the Dread, and both the witches and Gabriel's ghost demand Dorian's allegiance. As the line between hunter and hunted blurs, Dorian must make a choice-embrace his dark heritage or break the cycle. But as Ravenshade falls into chaos, one thing is certain: he is no longer just a Voss.

I was awakened by a small buzz in my ear. It was that same cry of utter buzzing and zipping that I heard every morning. It was a fly, stuck between the blinds of my window again, as usual. I got up and took to it that I would help my mother with breakfast this morning, but I did not hear her in the kitchen. Actually, I hadn't heard anything since that stupid fly had woken me up. I slipped on my blue velvety slippers and ran across the creaky wooden hallway to the kitchen. My mom wasn't awake. Neither was my Dad. I looked at the clock on the rusted white microwave by our countertop. How was it 12:34 PM and they hadn't gotten up yet? I slammed the screen door, and rushed onto the porch , to see if they had decided to drink their morning coffee on the rocking chairs like they do every other day. No one was out there. Literally. Nobody. Cars were parked all over the streets with no one driving them. There were leashed dogs by the park, that had no masters. There were baby strollers on the sidewalk, with no mother, and no baby. Everyone had seemed to vanish overnight. How could this be? Where was my family? Where was everyone else? I ran in the middle of the crossroads on Jamesour Road and yelled for anyone. "Anybody? Is there anybody out here"? No one spoke a word. The only thing moving on the whole entire road was me. Actually, it was me, and one of our town's trees, that the towns people had all planted 100 years ago. The wind was rustling through its leaves, as if it was whispering to me, "Come".

Previously known as Cold Night. A Short Story _________________________________ What will you do if you are stranded at school for the night? Kiara and her friends found themselves in a similar situation. They decided to pass the time by playing hide and seek. But they had no idea that this simple game would become a watershed moment in their lives. They uncovered a green-eyed secret that had been kept hidden for several years. Do you want to know what it was? There is only one solution: read the book. _________________________________

The original vampire family. TVD/ The originals. Fanfiction

The first story, Oak Tree, is a bit of an introduction, on how the boy says he was reading a collection of short stories. I thought that was a good way to start this. Others are stories I wrote for school, parodies, and ideas I had that weren't long enough to be an actual book. With that said, I hope you enjoy these stories. A list of completed ones: -Oak Tree -Chewing Gum -Tea And Muffins -The World is Dying -The Shadows -Flags, Fireworks, and a Whole Lot of Patriotism -Dear Mr. President... -Lightning For The Deaf -Two Times -The Stars in the Sky -Bundled Up -The Healing Stone In the works: -The Traveler's Feast -A Birthday Message -Chosen One

Rain has an experience in love. It watches couples breakup, make up and every other relationship story that lies infront of it when it is pouring. A simple story of lovers if you wish to call it so or a so called down to earth love story that unwraps between Mazin and Aaron.

Hinata has always noticed sasuke ,at some point she actually wanted to be friends with him but for some reason he would always stay away from her and when she would try to engage a conversation he would call her weak or pathetic.she is hurt from his strong words although it does not effect her wanting to be friends with him.they grow closer but sasuke still hides in the rain

Emberlea Fuller was broken when she found out her long term boyfriend, Hayden, was cheating on her with a popular senior cheerleader. Then, her best friend and neighbor Scotty disappears for four days without even telling her. When she feels lost, someone moves into the house next door. She quickly falls for the new neighbor boy, Axel Bronze. What will happen when she discovers her true feelings for her best friend? P.s. I know this is a crappy description...

Asher is a very ordinary little boy living in the small town of Edgewater, Massachusetts. It seems that everyone else in that town forces him to grow up and part from his childish ways, while the Oak tree always helps him to remember his roots. Little did he know that that tree would shape not only his childhood, but also his later life. Find out just how this tree might build Asher to rise up above the rest. Learn how the simplest things can change Asher for the better.

In a field beyond an old road.

In a secluded forest, two souls, Samuel and Eliza, forge a profound bond by carving their deepest thoughts and poems onto an ancient oak tree, without ever meeting. Through the changing seasons, they share their hearts in a secret, poetic exchange, their love growing stronger with each passing day.

Avalon Baine has lived in District 12 her whole life with her mute Mother, law breaking Father, mysterious Grandma, crazy older Brother, and quiet little sister. Panem is not an easy place to live, especially in 12, where miners risk their lives, trying to feed their families, but famine isn't the only risk. Every year, one male, and female tribute are picked to represent their district in a fight to the death competition. This tradition is called The Hunger Games. A/n- So this is pretty much a knock off Hunger Games, so ... Have fun??? Hope you enjoy!!! Luv ya!!! ~Scrbblez

willow had the weirdest dream of her life..it was very fuzzy.. but could it have realllly been a dream ?

A mixed bag, next handful a whole new ball game. This collection of poems was born from Sunday drives with parents as a kid and doing the same with my son. It's fun to listen to our favourite music and watch the scenery fly by. As a teenager and young adult however the side road was a place my friends and I could escape the mundanity of life and say things to each other we wouldn't say in public. I guess what I'm saying is everything I post in this collective are pieces that don't fit anywhere else, sort of a catch all anthology if you will. So please don't be shocked if the poems in this chapter are a little more out to lunch maybe even devious.

There's no actual reason to read this. It's just a jumble of odd short stories that I've made throughout my years of living. I won't be using the actual vocabulary I used then, so you don't have to worry about trying to sort through my younger years nonsense. Although this is just a way to improve my vocabulary in English, if you do end up reading it, I'll accept your criticism.