Tree Stories

Eleanor Stevens had a good life. Loving parents, good friends, good grades. Her future looked bright... Until they saw the tree. Having lived in the town of FROM for almost 2 years now, she had adapted to life there. Everyone stuck to the rules, stayed inside at nighttime and worked together like a community. But what will happen when the Matthew's family arrive and everything starts to fall apart...? 🚨DISCLAIMER🚨 I do not own any of the characters in this fic, the only character that I own is Eleanor Stevens. I do not own the plot either. The story and concept belongs to MGM+.

The world didn't end with a bang-it faded, Tree by Tree & River by River. By 2040, nature is gone, replaced by Artificial & Synthetic Food and controlled environments. People survive, but they don't truly live. On her birthday, Saanvika witnesses a world she never knew existed- Lush Forests, Fresh Food, Real Life. And for the first time, she feels something stronger than sadness- Responsibility. Because the future of Earth may lie in something as small... and fragile... as a Seed.

"Sitting alone on a bench, near him a tree, His wrinkled hands held a letter as he quietly read, The moon beneath him sees, In his somber motion, his eyes bleed." Simple short free verse poem inspired by my great-grandfather and my great-grandfather's friend back in the 2000s before his friend passed. They used to be close companions before they parted in their own ways and paths. I never got to meet both of them honestly, I wasn't even born yet at the time so this is based on what I know thanks to my aunt Katia.

The house was too cheap for it's size that should have been the first warning Inspired by a true incident in Malaysia It was shared in the YouTube channel "beauty and the beast". This story is a frictional retelling For the real version of this incident check out the YouTube channel "Beauty and the beast"

READ THE TITLE ✨️ I'll make my own cover at some point 💔

In the hidden world of Elarion, every fairy is born with a single, perfect kind of magic. Everyone... except Ember. She cannot control fire, water, plants, or wind. Her magic has no name, no shape - only unpredictability. While others grow into their destinies, Ember is still searching for something she was never told how to find. But when the great Elarion Tree begins to weaken and magic starts to fade, Ember discovers something strange: the world reacts to her differently. As if she is not broken... but waiting. Drawn toward the heart of the living tree, she begins a journey that could uncover the truth about her power - and the fragile balance of magic itself. Because sometimes, the magic you're missing... is the one that has yet to be discovered.

If you guys are wondering who satoshi and sylvie are they are characters I created also they are rabbits not humans. satoshi has had a crush on Sylvie for a very long time but dosent know how to tell her so, When someone asks sylvie out on a date and she agrees satoshi gets incredibly jealous and starts going on a killing spree.

Before the story begins, there is a world. Before the world, there is a tree whose roots thread through everything. Her name is Ysildras, and from her heart she made MirMarnia. This is one of her stories. Nix is fourteen years old when his magic erupts without warning and tears a wound through time itself. Half Tiorian Lightweaver, half Caelvarae, he is something MirMarnia has never seen before. He stumbles out of a tear in time, wounded and changed, into the company of three friends. But what emerges from that tear in the air is not quite the boy they knew. Something ancient and dangerous has woken in him, something none of them, least of all Nix, are prepared for. What follows will take all four of them further than any map can reach, through sentient rivers and living forests, through ancient cities grown in the canopy of Eldertrees, through temporal mist migrations and labyrinths and the slow, extraordinary discovery of who they actually are to each other. MirMarnia is an epic literary fantasy twenty years in the making. It has its own language, its own cosmology, its own bestiary, and its own calendar, woven through every chapter. ------------------------------------------- (Artworks on my cover and in my content are originals created by me, either in pencil, pastel, watercolour, or in Procreate using oil paint brushes, Eaglehawk brushes, or smudge tools) Following Chapter 8 on 27 April 2026, new chapters will appear every Monday at 6:30pm (UK time).

Those young eyes saw too many horrors | This is a PJO AU where Percy has an older sister.

When Leiloa returns to her childhood town, it's not willingly. Spending so much time away has given her the chance to leave behind the memories, some good, some bad, but when her ailing mother begs to visit one last time, she can't say no. As the hours pass, each moment brings a new wave of familiarity, and the nostalgia builds. But as it does, the weight of what was left behind looms overhead, just out of sight. Written for ONC 2026 Prompt: #47 Your Dad builds you and your friends a fort in the back yard close to the edge of the woods. But when you and your friends play, something stirs among the trees, and playtime becomes more than mere imagination. Dedicated to all the leiloa; those who are lost.

I still remember how we met, and how rude I was. I remember how close we got in just nineteen months and how he turned my life completely upside down. I remember his face and his smile and his eyes, and how everything went from a perfect fairy tale to a complete nightmare. But most of all, I remember how much he cared and how he was always there for me. And how I wasn't there for him when he needed me...

Dear reader, I do not want you to read this book. It is a tragic and terrifying tale about witches, forest spirits, and death. I did not write this story to entertain you, but as a gift to my daughter. She is in heaven, and the hero of this story. Please read at your own discretion. Sincerely, Kristina Whitmeyer P.S: I love you Willow.

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 #2 𝒐𝒇 𝑶𝒂𝒌 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒆 {𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑺𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒔} 𝑪𝒂𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 16𝒕𝒉 2018 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 15𝒕𝒉 2018 𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚: 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍

Jade has not had an eventful life. She is a total geek and a stranger to dating. One night she is walking home when she bumps into a stranger. He runs into her knocking her down so he insists on buying her a coffee. The only problem is that he always had his hood up. She never saw his face. A miracle happens and Jade sees the stranger again. This time she recognizes him. He is a rock star named Xavier Grass. They secretly fall in love but will a new guy in Jade's life end it?

prairie dreams - a field of green, summer breeze sends, ripples across the sea, dreams perched on milkweed, flutter away

We too often take the world and its variety for granted. Time to give a little something back. Based on the Doidotsu form of poetry.

The Last Attack

They say the safest place in the world is your own home. Pero paano kung ang mismong mga pader na nagpoprotekta sa 'yo ang siyang palihim na nagmamasid sa bawat paghinga mo? Para kay Elara, silence is never peaceful. It's a different kind of noise na siya lang ang nakakarinig-isang tunog sa hangin na nagbabala na may namumuong masama sa dilim. Hindi sapat ang magtalukbong ng kumot o magdasal nang taimtim, dahil ang mga aninong nakasilip sa gilid ng kanyang paningin are not just looking for attention... they are looking for a way in. Bakit tuwing pumipikit siya, her body seems to have a mind of its own, dahan-dahang naglalakad patungo sa bintana? What kind of secret is hidden behind. Isang laro na hindi dapat sinimulan. Isang bagay na hindi dapat binuksan. At isang pait na pilit itinatago ng mga sa dilim. In this story, the biggest danger isn't the ghost hiding in the dark... kundi ang katotohanang baka ang sarili mong anino ay hindi na talaga sa 'yo. Don't look back. Baka ang nakikita mo sa salamin ay hindi na ikaw.

Ava is content with her life-sure, living and working in a holiday-themed tourist town has its drawbacks, but she's practically living her dream. That is, until Ava suddenly finds herself taking care of another woman and her child. That's when things get a whole lot more complicated.

Takes place after TPOT 21! Enjoy! It's mainly based around Tree (cause I have a hyper fixation on him) and it's MY AU with MY HEADCANNONS so some things might not seem the same as the show alr? Okay then bye!