books about trees fiction

Matthew found himself transported to a game world. He realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his system. [Class: Necromancer Quest: Planting Trees Goal: 1000 trees Reward: Summoning 'Skeleton Dragon' & a large amount of EXP] From then on, a Necromancer who believed in balance even more than a Druid was born.

She went through hell at an early age. She was abandoned by her father to be abused and exploited like a slave by his wife and daughter. She tried running away from them so many times, but she was always caught. When her 'so-called' sister, who was set to marry a Count's son, vanished, her 'so-called' father suddenly remembered her existence and recognized her as his youngest daughter. [Excerpt] "You wench! We have fed and dressed you since you were a child. And now you won't even be useful." Her stepmother shouted She raised her left eyebrow. "Fed me? Dress me? You couldn't even give me a decent room. If I may remind you, I've been living in the attic room for ten years, and you treated me worse than a maid. A slave. You treated me as a slave." "You ungrateful child. I should have never let you live. You should have just died together with your whore mother." Said the Count. Upon hearing about her mother, she felt rage. She could still remember how she saw her mother die in the coldness of the night. She looked at the Count with blazing eyes as if they could burn. "Never mention my mother again. And stop blaming the innocent here. You are the one who raped her and got her pregnant, Count Harriston." She said it in an angry tone. Then she looked over at the Countess. "And Countess, you should be grateful that you have another daughter because if I were born as a boy, you would never have a penny left." "You b..." Countess Harriston got slapped by Ashley before she could finish her words. The Countess held up her red left cheek. "I'm not a bitch. You and your daughter are bitches. And I will never marry Count Lottway's son. Find your spoiled brat daughter, and don't make me her substitute." "You ungrateful wench!" The Count held her hand and tried to slap her. But a strong man's force stopped the hands of the Count. When he saw whose hand stopped him, his face became pale. He couldn't believe that this man would be here. "Y-your Grace? W-why are y-you here?" The Count was so afraid that he stuttered his words. The man released the Count's hands and hid Ashley at his back. "Hurt her, and you're dead." He said it with a cold tone. Cover not mine

And Simon answered their call with a single statement that nobody understood "Et super mos absit hoc hodie!" "Yah!" "WWWaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" "AAAlllllaaaaallllaaaaallllaaaa!" "EeEEellllleeeeeelllllleeeeeeuuuuuuu!" I, too, yelled a battle cry at the top of my lungs. I had no idea what Simon had just spouted but from Camilla's giggling, I could guess that Simon thought that spouting nonsense was his way of getting out of the earlier predicament. "I forbid death upon this day," Camilla said. "What?" I answered a bit at a loss. "Ancient Latin," she replied smugly, "He said 'I forbid death upon this day'." I laughed aloud "Then he is gonna be really disappointed in everyone here," Camilla did not reply and instead took a deep breath. I did the same, zoning out everything in my surroundings. The environment became a world of electrical pulses traveling across several networks. I perceived the world through my lightning and sped my heartbeat to inhuman levels. I was present now, at this moment, at this point in time. I could feel the electrifying air saturating my lungs, the electrified ground vibrating at the rhythm of the approaching enemy. Then I took a step forward, everyone followed in tandem. Camilla the first, and then the others. Then I took a second step, and this time everyone followed simultaneously. Third step… Fourth step… Fifth step… Then light jogging… Speeding up… Running … Running faster…. Then suddenly, everyone disappeared into motes of light particles that re-constructed itself hundreds of feet above the horde, dozens of miles away from our initial position. We were literally 'diving' into battle. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Despite a rough childhood in the slums, Omari had everything a guy could want - a loving girlfriend, an understanding sister, a wonderful teacher, and his dream job. Still, the scars from his childhood made Omari unable to live a dull life. He dreamed of something greater... something beyond the reaches of what humankind could achieve in the current era. Like always, Omari should have been careful what he wished for. In the year 2046, the World was thrown into chaos as the apocalypse came in the form of massive trees that shot up out of the ground one day. These trees towered over the tallest of buildings and had thicknesses that spanned kilometers at a time. They grew everywhere, in homes, businesses, and cities as they formed a complex network that overlayed the old world. The cause of the apocalypse was unknown, but Omari's workplace was believed to be the origin point of the unfortunate events. Fifteen years after the start of the Apocalypse... after all the pain and suffering... after losing everything he cared about, Omari sent his memories back in time to make sure that the future he lives in, never came to be. Will he be able to uncover the mystery of The Trees? Will he be able to protect all those he has lost? Will he succeed, or will his attempt be washed away by the currents of time? Will Omari be able to learn the truth about 'THE MYTH OF THE WORLD'S TREES'? Discord: https://discord.gg/krTzF4bXfV

How am I supposed to graduate college now? I was on my way to the graduation ceremony when I was hit by a truck! Well, guess there’s no use crying over spilled milk. I’m dead now so why should I care? As my vision faded and my consciousness slipped, everything faded to black. I guess this is it. Unless… A bright light! My eyes open and I’m in a forest? And there’s a voice in my head! What’s with all this text floating in the air? AND WHY THE HELL ARE THERE SO MANY SKILL TREES!?!? … Lucas finds himself in a completely different world where magic exists! Join him on his journey of exploring this new world as well as learning the near-infinite amount of skills at his disposal!

This is the story of an entire multiverse and of the many gods and mortals which inhabit it. From the beginning of time, they struggled. To find meaning in their existence. To maintain the order required for their survival. To create a better future for those who would follow. This is a story of their struggle.

About 50 years into the war, aptly named the Great Beginning, people were homeless, most of their relatives dead, hungry, and desperate. So, to ensure the continuation and survival of mankind, the compounds were created. This system of sustained living was the first and only kind of safe haven in the Great Beginning Era. As the war raged on, people found a new normal for themselves. Everyone had their own compound and their new lives and families mindlessly following the rule of their Director who kept them safe from the evil outside the gates. But, who can protect a child with no memory of who she is while evil lurks behind every door. As she struggles to survive in the place meant to keep her safe, will Calypso find her true identity? Or will her Director and her right hand puppet finish her off in the process.

My name is Dayana, the story of how I fall in love with a witch, what happened before love?... It's just history

On a quiet loop of country road in the middle of nowhere sits the town of Mannington, with it's one town sheriff and it's groves of trees, old cemetery and quiet countrified people. But unseen to most is the real town that sits underneath, a town filled with people with dark secrets, serial killers and lawlessness. Then one day when a lonely old woman is removed from her house by a corrupt minister something invades the town, something unseen, unstoppable with a hunger for people with dark secrets. Guilty of terrible crimes himself, Sheriff Clyde grows more and more afraid as victims keep turning up. Trying to keep his own secrets hidden while searching for answers, sheriff Dinkle lives in constant fear that it will come for him, like the others, not killed by human hands but by something that can be anywhere, something that can raise the dead, something lurking, waiting, and striking night and day, something that wont stop as long as there are people with dark secrets...…….something that lives....in the trees.

Faith wishes she never slept under the blossom tree. If she hadn't, she would've never woke up in the future, never would have met Noah, never would've fell in love, and never would've been followed by a serial killer trying to kill her for revenge. Noah's life was completely normal. Normal friends, normal family, COMPLETELY normal. However, Faith suddenly enters his life and everything changes. Join the lovebirds in a sea filled with ups and down as they find the true meaning of love. *All Rights Reserved*

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!