Blackford Oakes

Some people can be luckier than others! These people are often admired and envied by countless people. But only they know what they had to go through to be as lucky as they are. Their luck can sometimes be a blessing and a curse. One lucky encounter and their destiny can change forever. In a world of cultivation, Oak represented majority; the most common talent among the people with very big dreams. With cowardly attitude, fear of death and love for his family, Oak will confront countless dangers, intense battles, and heartbreaking pain. As he walks on the path of cultivation, he realizes the true horror of power and his destiny. Living in a treacherous world where people are no different than livestocks, watch as he uses his knowledge of the scientific world in the matters of a fantasy world to hold the stars and ride the dragons. His journey can only be described as growth of a Hero. From coward to fearless! From ordinary to a genius! From lucky to someone who deserves! From protecting his family to protecting the world! This is a journey of a Lucky Hero in the selfish World of Cultivation!

Carlos Valois thought dying once was enough—until he woke up as a 10-year-old in the world of "The Dark Era," a game he'd mastered in his previous life. Born as the last heir of a fallen noble house, Carlos discovers he's destined for a tragic fate: in six years, he'll be manipulated into joining the dark forces and killed by his own childhood friend. But this time, he has the ultimate cheat code—memories of the future. While other kids play with toys, Carlos hunts for divine legacies. Using his game knowledge, he performs an ancient ritual and steals a Demigod Mark from the thousand-year Sacred Oak—a power that should have remained hidden for decades. At 15, Carlos awakens as a Death Herald with broken stats that shouldn't be possible. Most Death Heralds are fragile summoners hiding behind weak skeletons. But Carlos combines his necromancy with stolen divine abilities, creating a hybrid build that turns him into an unstoppable force. ..... [Skeleton Warrior has successfully evolved into Purple Thornblade Skeleton Guard!] [Purple Thornblade Skeleton Guard has activated Bond: Glory of the Purple Thornblades!] [Twelve Purple Thornblade Guards have formed an Undead Armored Knight Legion!] ..... His skeleton warriors aren't cannon fodder—they're elite undead legions enhanced beyond normal limits through secret evolution paths that took thousands of players years to discover. Every "coincidental" encounter is actually Carlos farming legendary opportunities. While his sister thinks he's just a lucky genius, Carlos systematically raids every hidden treasure, secret technique, and forgotten legacy he remembers from the game. Ancient bloodlines, divine artifacts, mystical cultivation methods—if it exists, he's taking it. With his infinitely evolving undead legion, Carlos set out on a path to rewrite destiny and become the supreme Death Herald legend.

While looking for a picture to be taken for his upcoming Photograpy cluub event, a teenage boy discovers an abandoned building while taking a short cut. Inside the building, a tree can be seen from a distance and in front of that tree is a small shrine and few lit candles. As he takes a picture using his old phone, all it took was a hollow entrance inside the tree with no shrines and candles to be seen. He took the courage to go inside and suddenly bright lights shine, 'a festival? but no one is even here?'

Reshaine, Abidale, and Eleanor are living their normal teenage life, visiting their grandfather from time to time on his farm. Everything started getting unusual after an encounter with the old oak in their grandfather’s yard. It was magical and very unrealistic. They started feeling like there was a burning fire inside of them that gradually grow much bigger and hotter. More and more, they became aware that something is wrong with them. The urge of something inside them is too strong, and they ended up somewhere unknown to anyone. It was somehow peaceful and scary at the same time.

The tree stood tall in the quiet hills of Beverley , nestled between rolling hills and ancient woods bearing witness to countless seasons and stories of love,loss and longing.For decades,the residents whispered of its magic .Hank Rand ,a reserved literature professor ,stumbles upon an old, unopened letter beneath the tree while walking his dog.Intrigued and moved by the words-a heartfelt poem from a man,Silas to a woman he never stopped loving -June,becomes obsessed with finding the letter's recipient.

He leaned against an old oak tree, arms crossed, dressed in all black as usual. The golden glow of sunset filtered through the branches, lighting half his face while the other half melted into shadow. “You came,” he said without looking at her. “Don’t act surprised,” Evelyn replied. “You told me to.” “I also thought you’d be smart enough to stay away.” She walked closer, squinting at him. “You told me the truth when no one else would. That earns you one hour of trust. Use it wisely.” Lucien pushed off the tree and started walking deeper into the woods. “Follow me.” Evelyn hesitated before falling into step beside him. “So... you’re a vampire. Just going to accept that now.” “That’s probably for the best.” “And you kill other vampires.” “Only the ones who break the rules,” he said. “Most of my kind... don’t follow laws anymore.” “And what rules are those?” Lucien’s jaw tightened. “Don’t hunt humans. Don’t create chaos. Don’t let anyone discover us.” Evelyn raised an eyebrow. “You're doing a pretty terrible job at that last one.” He looked at her sideways. “You were an exception.”

"They buried me with roses. Red, like the betrayal in their hearts" The sky was grey, the morning they laid me to rest. Not stormy, not gentle, just blank, like the eyes of the people who came to weep. They cried. My mother's veil soaked in fake tears. My father face tight, as though forcing himself to mourn. And Albert, my dear Albert. Stood tall beside my cousin, her hands around his arm. I watched them from the oak tree, unseen. My fingers trembling, body cold, heart burning. The coffin was shut, but I knew what was inside. My face, my hair, . My pale hands folded neatly like I had died with grace. But I haven't. I bleed on cold ground, screamed, I fell. And no one tried to save me . That morning I had woken up in someone else's body. A maid's body. Thin wrists, bruised ankles, calloused palms. The scent of ash and soap clung to me. I looked into the mirror and saw her face , not mine. Her lips, her eyes, her sadness. Her name was Margaret. They didn't notice. Not my mother, not the maids I grew up with, not even Albert. I moved through the halls like a ghost, cleaning floors I used to walk in silk. Serving wine to the very people who buried me. And no one knew. But I know. Someone killed me, and someone let me die. They think the dead can't speak. That once the dirt is thrown and the prayers are said, we're gone. They're wrong. I'm still here, watching, and I'll remember everything.

Liam wasn’t supposed to be here. One moment, he was in his apartment. The next—standing in the middle of a bustling village, sunlight dappling through oak trees, the smell of fresh bread in the air. It was too normal. The villagers greeted him like an old friend. They knew his name. They asked about his "family." And when he played along, his own mouth answered for him—words he didn’t choose, memories he never lived. By day, the village was picturesque: market stalls, laughing children, a cozy cottage with his name on the deed. But at night? The roads shifted when no one was looking. The same faces appeared twice in the same crowd. And his reflection in the mirror… wasn’t his. Worst of all? No one else noticed. Because in this village, the only rule was simple: Pretend you belong—or whatever’s watching will make sure you never leave.

If you're not particularly drawn to the finer points of political intrigue, the complexities of warfare, or sprawling fantasy worlds filled with deep, intricate characters, I want to be upfront with you this story may not be for you. It doesn't lean heavily on political drama, elaborate battles, or a massive, labyrinthine cast. Instead, it follows a different path, one focused on something else entirely. Arentia a continent where power and prosperity once stood as the twin pillars of rule. Its stability was upheld by noble houses, each playing a vital role in maintaining order. Among them, none were more renowned than the House of Vermouth, whose symbol a towering, lifeless oak embodied strength and resilience. During the great coup that shook the capital, the Vermouths fought fiercely to preserve their legacy. Ethan, the youngest heir of House Vermouth, enrolled at the prestigious Azoria Academy, where nobles and commoners alike trained in the arts of magic and swordsmanship. But Ethan faced a unique and brutal challenge: unlike the other students, he bore the Curse of the Corrupted Blood Dye an ancient affliction that twisted his body whenever he used mana or magic, making him an easy target for mockery and cruelty. Yet despite it all, Ethan heir to wood and fire refused to back down. His spirit was unbreakable, his resolve forged in iron. He wouldn't rest until he proved to the world that he was stronger than fate itself. Coming soon: The Crimson Moon Ritual of the Corrupted Blood Dye Homecoming: Ethan Confronts the Great Cataclysm of Azoria The Unexpected Betrayal: Was Henry Vermouth a Pawn in a Greater Game? Declaration of War: House Vermouth vs. the Valdharts and Their Allies, the Greedy Gastrines And this is just the beginning. More epic events await stay tuned for continuous updates.

When Oak met Hsu,It felt like the universe has finally stopped.From stolen glances to last-night confessions, their loved bloomed in the quiet spaces where the world finally made sense. But love, no matter how deep, doesn’t always conquer the ghosts we carry. As dreams collide with reality and choices begin to divide them, Oak and Hsu must face the hardest truth of all: some soulmates are meant to change you, not stay forever. A tender, aching story of first love, identity, and the quiet heartbreak of letting go.

When You Sign, My Heart Sings By Sana. In a town divided by school rivalries, Fujibayashi Tsubame, a towering beauty from South Oak Elite and rising band guitarist, stumbles upon a quiet boy sketching in Watanabe Kyun’s café—Shirukasekai Arata. He’s deaf, shy, and can’t speak, but his sketches speak louder than words. Mysteriously drawn to him, Tsubame starts learning sign language, awkwardly fumbling her way into Arata’s silent world. As music meets art, and sign meets sound, the two grow closer through coffee shop meetings, rooftop stargazing, and soft brushstrokes across sketchpads. But with secrets, school feuds, and silent fears in the way—will Tsubame be able to confess her growing love without saying a word? Meanwhile, Umeko—Arata’s best friend—quietly roots for them while hiding her crush on the café boy, Kyun. But Kyun, ever smiling, seems to only have eyes for Umeko. #Thankyou

Emily's life in the small town of Willow Creek was idyllic. She lived with her parents, Mark and Sarah, and her younger brother, Jack, in a cozy house on Elm Street. The sun-kissed streets were lined with oak trees, and the smell of freshly baked cookies wafted from her mother's kitchen. Emily's bright smile and infectious laugh made her a beloved figure in the community. But beneath the surface, Emily's world was about to shatter. She had always trusted her family implicitly, but a chance discovery would change everything.

Lea has one rule: Don’t. Get. Caught. As a vampire hiding at the notoriously human Crimson Oak University, she will has to survives on avoiding sunlight like a pop quiz, and never, ever gets close to warm-blooded classmates. Until Austin Lin—a walking, talking blood hazard with a smirk that ruins her undead life. After a disastrous first day (see: mistaking the forensics lab for Medicine class and caught a "couple" being touchy in the classroom), Lea vows to avoid the man. But Austin, a relentlessly curious pre-med student, starts "coincidentally" invading her space: "Accidentally" bumping into her at night classes ("You always sit in the back. Scared of sunlight… or me?") Asking way too many questions about her "allergy" to garlic fries. Tropes you’ll fang over: "Don’t sit next to me" vs. "Make me" study sessions Beauty rescues the beast moment!! "Is your blood type O? Cause you're O-bviously mine."

The next morning, Alyssa snuck out of the estate, careful not to wake anyone. She made her way to the old oak tree, her heart racing with excitement. As she approached the tree, she saw JoeGad already waiting for her, a big smile on his face. "Good morning," JoeGad said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Good morning," Alyssa replied, her voice barely above a whisper. They stood there for a moment, looking at each other, the tension between them palpable. Then, without saying a word, JoeGad took Alyssa's hand, and they set off into the woods, ready to face whatever adventures lay ahead. As they walked, the trees grew taller, and the path grew narrower. Alyssa felt a sense of thrill and excitement, knowing that they were exploring forbidden territory. Suddenly, JoeGad stopped, his ears perked up. "Do you hear that?" he whispered. Alyssa listened, and soon she heard the sound of rushing water. Her eyes lit up with excitement. "A waterfall!" she exclaimed. JoeGad grinned. "Let's go see." They pushed through the underbrush, and soon they came upon a stunning waterfall, cascading down a rocky cliff. Alyssa gasped in wonder, feeling as though she had stumbled into a magical kingdom. JoeGad turned to her, his eyes shining with excitement. "This is amazing!" he exclaimed. Alyssa nodded, her heart racing with excitement. She knew that this was just the beginning of their adventures together. As they stood there, taking in the beauty of the waterfall, Alyssa felt a sense of connection with JoeGad that she had never felt before. It was as though they were two souls, meant to explore the world together. And as they gazed into each other's eyes, Alyssa knew that their friendship was about to blossom into something more.

Vardy, a shut - in loner, seeks refuge in Rune Quest, an RPG game where he transforms from weak to strong as a Dark Warlock. Soon after he enrolled at White Oak Academy, he faced discrimination alongside his peers in the Frame Initiative. Eventually, he unlocks a powerful system that grants him the abilities from his game avatar.

A lonely orphan, had long learned to navigate life without family or a place to call home. One stormy night, fate delivered its final blow—a massive oak tree, uprooted by the raging winds, ended his young life. But death was not the end. Instead, he awakens in a world of magic, reborn in the body of a noble heir with a name he doesn't recognize. With memories of his past life intact, he finds himself in a land of arcane wonders, powerful sorcery, and noble bloodlines. Yet, despite his newfound wealth and prestige, the scars of his past linger. Determined to forge a new destiny, he sets out to master magic, unravel the mysteries of his reincarnation, and perhaps, for the first time, find a place where he truly belongs. In this second life, will he finally find the warmth of a home, or will he be swept up once more by the winds of fate?

*Synopsis* In a world where social hierarchy and class distinctions are rigidly enforced, a forbidden romance blossoms between Freye a young slave, and Angus, one of the sons of the plantation owner. Their relationship begins as a secret affair with Angus exercising his privilege and Freye being forced into a situation she can't escape. Freye would spend her days as a slave, working tirelessly under the scorching sun and the oppressive life, and her nights warming the bed of the arrogant young master. Freye could not describe their relationship nor could she refuse the very handsome man. Angus is as intimidating as he is calm, as devious as he is pompous. However, as they navigate the complexities of their feelings for each other, they begin to challenge the societal norms that govern their lives. Especially when threats arise against their secret affairs. When Freye becomes pregnant, Angus is torn between his passion for his unborn child and his deep-seated prejudice against the child's heritage. As the pregnancy advances, Freye finds her own strength and agency, refusing to be bound by the expectations of those around her. As they face the consequences of their actions, Freye and Angus must confront the harsh realities of their world and the secrets they've kept hidden. Will their love be enough to overcome the obstacles in their path, or will the societal norms and expectations tear them apart? This novel explores themes of love, power, and identity, delving into the complexities of human relationships and the ways in which society can suffocate us.

[INSPIRED BY UNDER THE OAK TREE; SUJI KIM] A heart-wrenching tale of love, fate, and transformation. Before they ever met, their destinies were already entwined. Thrown together by forces beyond their control, Azrya and Akio are bound by duty-but their connection runs far deeper than obligation. What begins as a toxic bond-tainted by possessiveness, obsession, and pain-slowly evolves into something neither of them expected. As walls are broken and truths are laid bare, they must confront not only the scars of their pasts but also the fragile hope of healing through each other. Their journey is anything but easy. Love, when born from struggle, is often the most fragile-and the most powerful. Will their love bloom against all odds, or will it come crashing down in heartbreaking tragedy?

AN: The book is currently being edited, I apologize if you have already started to read, it'll should be ready very soon, thank you. WINNER OF WFP #5 FEMALE LEAD (WEAK TO STRONG GOLD TIER ) Eden Mariach is a Fairy and like all Fairies, is expected to sit still and look pretty. In Aria there are two kinds of creatures that live together, the Fairies and the Elves but the Fairies are practically slaves to the Elves. Eden wants to change this but can she? When her very own weak and fragile nature is against her. Lily Larue hates his purple hair and he hates his name, he's not too excited about being a Fairy either plus the fact that he's supposed to be the strongest light Fairy but he can't even light a candle. Poppy Payne is the perfect Fairy Hero but all isn't as it seems. Aster Maloy simply doesn't care, he's emotionless and lost with no sense of right or wrong. Daisy Dane hides his true self because he's scared of being rejected. And Orchid Oak just wants to be different, she wants to count. Six Heroes with different stories and pasts come together to save a city that doesn't want to be saved. Will they be able to put their issues aside to save their Kind? -*- Come talk to me on discord at Aryna Stan#5852 I'd love to hear your thoughts... -*-

Once upon a time, in a quiet little village nestled between rolling green hills, lived a young girl named Lila. She had a heart full of dreams and a soul that danced with curiosity. But what made Lila special was her ability to find beauty in the simplest of things. Every morning, she would wake up before the sun rose and run to the meadow behind her cottage. There, she would sit by the old oak tree, watching the sky change colors as the sun painted it with shades of pink and gold. She listened to the whispers of the wind and the cheerful songs of the birds, feeling as though the world was speaking to her in a language only she could understand. One day, as she wandered deeper into the forest, she stumbled upon a wounded little bird with shimmering blue feathers. Its tiny wing was broken, and it chirped weakly. Without hesitation, Lila gently scooped it up and carried it home. She tended to its wound with care, feeding it and keeping it warm until, day by day, it grew stronger. During this time, Lila and the bird formed a special bond. She named it Azul, after the color of its feathers. Azul would perch on her shoulder as she sang to it, and in return, it would chirp melodiously, as if thanking her for her kindness. Then, the day came when Azul was strong enough to fly again. Lila knew in her heart that it was time to set him free, though the thought saddened her. With tears in her eyes but a smile on her face, she carried Azul to the meadow and opened her hands. "Go on, Azul," she whispered, "the sky is yours." Azul fluttered his wings and took flight, circling above her as if hesitating. Then, with one last chirp, he soared high into the sky, disappearing beyond the horizon. Though Lila missed him, she felt a warmth in her heart, knowing she had given him a second chance at life. From that day on, every time she sat under the oak tree, a shimmering blue bird would appear, singing the sweetest song. And Lila knew—it was Azul, coming back to remind her that kindness always finds its way back home.

Riyaan Singh & Aryan Kumar, both are teenage boys, a college students from Silver oak university, died in a traffic accident when a train crashed into the bus they was riding in, they died carrying regret where Riyaan failed to confess to his childhood friend and Aryan failed to win the prize money for orphanage kids, a promise that they worked toward their entire life since their not fulfill their dream. Right before their death a melodic voice of an unknown female echoed in Riyaan and Aryan's head. At the same time ,a huge, circular, geometric pattern of light appears under their body as their conciseness drifts away.

My heart was pounding hard inside my chest now. I could not move or look away when the man slowly removed a hoodie that had covered most of his face. I inhaled sharply when his dark eyes locked with mine, paralyzing me. My breathing got more strained, and heavy dizziness drowned me while his lips curved into an evil smile as everything around me faded. -------------------------------- Mary Oak had no idea who she was or where she was as she opened her eyes, lying on the cold, dark ground. The only memory she could recall was a dark, smirking silhouette standing before her across the street, whispering; Mary, Oh Mary...

Aelina lives her hard as hell life alone with no one to support her after loosing both her parents to a tragic accident. She moved in with an aunt and a niece sister who considered her as nothing but a burden left back for them to cater for. They hated and despised her so much as she endured their daily torrents of insults along with maltreatment. She didn't let the depressing atmosphere they created to trap her into thinking a lot snare her as she was blissful about the turn of event of her life. One evening, she catches her boyfriend who she'd taken as a family mainly because he was the only one that was presently supporting her behind her backs. Trying to forget the painful and heart aching heartbreak, she thought it would be best to drink to stupor drowning herself in misery. In her drunken state, she goes through the event of her pathetic and severely difficult life. How was she going to survive in a excruciating world with no job at hand or doing a single work? That was all meant to be sorted when her parts crosses with Brayden Blackford. The billionaire who was unable to fall in love and weary of women because they where distractions. His world was, 'stay with me and I'll make all your dreams come true' then he dropped a ridiculous offer but she wasn't taking him up on it. How long was she going to resist the endearing opulent figures of it state?

USA, Louisiana.. a small town in north-east Louisiana.. if you see a little-bitty tiny dot with the name 'Oak Grove' beside it.. in the most north-east corner of Louisiana.. fifteen minute drive north.. and you' ve crossed into the state of Arkansas.. Or if you would have drove fifteen minutes east instead of north.. you would have crossed over the Mississippi-Louisiana state line.. so that gives you a pretty good general location of the town of my birth.. Unfortunately it wouldn't be the town of my untimely and unexpected death.. nope.. for I would not die in a town.. no.. I would be eventually crushed.. by a section.. of thirty-two inch.. steel.. heavy-wall.. industrial pipe.. for a natural gas line.. being lay'n.. from just north of the cities.. Odessa and Midland.. of the state of Texas.. Over a thousand miles away from my place of birth.. Bastrop.. Louisiana.. where the closest 'safe' hospital was for me to be born at.. forty miles west.. by north-west from where my family had lived for generations.. Oak Grove.. My family has worked as surveyors.. for pipelines and gas or oil facilities.. being built all across this great country on the continent of North America.. for atleast two generations.. If my children take up the mantle.. that would make.. three generations of my family.. to feed and provide for their families.. working as pipeline surveyors.. see Oak Grove is poor.. poor as dirt.. total population.. barely over two thousand.. average gross income per capita per family for a year.. less than ten thousand dollars a year.. there's just no real paying jobs.. in Oak Grove or anywhere near it.. so while the people who choose to work in Oak Grove make ten thousand dollars a year.. I started out as a 'rod-man' which was the lowest man on the 'totem-pole'.. making what those in Oak grove..worked a year for.. I made in a month.. I did nothing but pack bundles of wooden stakes.. then carry them up the mountains of West Virginia.. Or across the deserts of West Texas.. swamps of south Louisiana.. down around Baton Rouge.. or Tibbedaux.. the Everglades of Florida.. fuck I get that nauseous feeling every time I think of when I 'work'd' there.. I walked up on a dead body without a head.. not long after that.. still on the same project I saw the 'headless' corpse on.. I almost stepped on the biggest python I've ever seen.. the fucker was atleast ten feet long and two to three feet wide around.. Anywho, back to what I was talking back before I went off subject for a bit.. I started out making ten thousand dollars every month.. thats twelve times what I would have earned working a month in Oak Grove.. instead of working in these dangerous jobs.. Been a lot of dangerous places.. dangerous terrains.. working in a very hazardous career.. but I was well paid like I said.. and now I don't have a body left to send home to my parents.. that section of pipe.. weigh tens of thousands of pounds.. when the 'Komoda' excavators that were lifting the section tipped.. that was it.. one of the operators didn't extend his 'boom' on his excavator all the way out like he should have.. Now the pipes falling.. as soon as it lands on me.. thats it.. so much weight.. my head will pop and shoot right of my shoulders.. up in the air towards the heavens themselves.. reaches its peak height of its short flight.. then falling.. all whilst my body will be crushed and explode to nothing but splatter'd meat paste.. ending my first life.. trust I've seen it.. I know what will happen from experience.. and so beings the next chapter of life.. I see a tunnel with bright light radiating from then end of it.. as I reach the light I take the final step.. the blinding light recedes and fades away out of existence.. I find my surroundings returning to a lightness that my eyes can afford to see clearly in.. only to meet another pair of eyes facing me.. everything else is shrouded by darkness.. I see only eyes.. staring at me.. staring into me.. starin

En un mundo donde lo extraordinario se encuentra en lo cotidiano, Oak, un niño de madera creado por su solitario padre carpintero, vive una existencia feliz en su acogedora cabaña en el bosque. Sin embargo, su felicidad se desmorona cuando su padre se enamora de una mujer que no acepta a Oak debido a su peculiaridad. A medida que su nueva madre da a luz a una hija, la vida se vuelve aún más complicada para Oak, quien anhela la compañía de su hermana. Un día, cuando un lobo ataca a su hermana, Oak arriesga su seguridad para protegerla, pero su acto heroico es malinterpretado. Desesperado, se ve obligado a escapar al bosque, donde un encuentro mágico con un hada llamada Hacintio le ofrece una nueva oportunidad

A thousand years ago, humanity was on the brink of extinction. We were weak—unable to match the strength of the Orcs and Beastmen, the magic of the Elves, or the craftsmanship of the Dwarves. Against the countless races of the world, we lost the war for the central continent and were driven to the barren edges, left to struggle for survival. With the Great Dragon’s decree, no one could harm us for a thousand years, and as time passed, history faded into myth. Now, with that protection gone, the world descends into chaos. In the slums of Old Oak Town, an orphaned boy awakens a cursed eye—Geass, a forgotten legacy feared by all. As those who know the truth of the past begin to stir, the boy’s journey may lead humanity down a dangerous path—one that could reignite the embers of history.