Goblin Garden Novels & Stories

"There is a spell in each one of these petals, a curse in each thorn, and salvation in the rosy hips' fruits. To you, my garden, my life. May it bear us fruit." "There's so many colors!" I gasped at the rainbow of florid blooms, taking my whale ivory dagger to a blue rose. "May I take a clipping, as a - as a keepsake?" Gullinkambi pecked at the dirt, an otherworldly cerulean worm at his beak which he gulped down, delighted, then shuffled on his blazing chicken legs and let loose a cock-a-doodle-doo.

The canyon was filled with large hoodoos and tent rocks that formed natural paths and winding roads through the canyon. The report had said that the Goblins had been coming out of the canyon to attack the nearby villages, taking stolen goods from farm animals, weapons, food and even human girls as their loot. No one had seen exactly where the goblins had retreated too, but both Gwen and Owen had already fought them, having followed them back as far as this point. "So this is where you last saw the Goblins?" Xolvion said as he took one last look at the map, seeing that they had arrived at the large X.

Teleporting, I stepped into the garden, the only place I could find peace, it was my escape, I needed to be away from them, I needed to clear head, closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, inhaling the aroma in my surroundings, “Mm... who doesn't love the smell of fresh souls being tortured,” I chuckled. Gawking ahead, I watched Hell's flames danced at the main gate, the other day it was so steady and calm, but today it was blazing wildly as if it was angry. Strolling around, I touched each plant, fondling their blossoms, but a particular one caught my attention. It was the smallest of the thousands of species here, I have never seen it before maybe one of the gardeners planted it, it had dark

Veronica stayed quiet and Mike was paying attention to the road along with the driver. In response, Felix just nodded. Now he was familiar with Nick. He was ready for all the tricks Nick had in his sleeves. "So tell me, where we were back then?" Nick questioned. "Huh? Inside the studio of Ghostbusters?" Felix answered back. "Right! What do Ghostbusters do?" "As the name suggests? Ghostbusting?" "Pffttt! Hahahaha! that's the lamest answer I've ever heard."

But I was feeling tipsy, and something about him just made me want to say yes. As I took his hand, he guided me through the winding corridors of his home, leading me to a hidden back door that I hadn't noticed before. We stepped out into a breathtakingly beautiful garden, a vibrant oasis that took my breath away. The garden was a kaleidoscope of colors, with every imaginable hue of flower blooming in harmony. Lush vines cascaded over an intricate network of arches, trellises, and fencing, creating a sense of enchantment that surrounded us on all sides.

Strange, otherworldly flowers turned silver and blood red, casting an eerie glow over the landscape. A shadow bathed in moonlight stood in the middle of the garden. Ava and Chloe exchanged nervous glances, their hearts pounding with fear. Who is this mysterious figure standing there? As they took a step closer, the figure slowly turned around, revealing two sharp eyes that seemed to hold the weight of the centuries. With a sinister smile, the figure spoke in a chilling voice “Welcome to the Shadow Garden,” she said, her words echoing through the silent night air. "You have stumbled upon a land where past and future meet, where secrets are waiting to be discovered. But be warned, not everyone

POV DARLENE The Garden of the Goddess was not a place of earth and water; it was a landscape of Frozen Intent. The grass beneath my boots was made of translucent silver needles that hummed when I moved, and the trees were not wood, but calcified breaths of the First Luna. Every flower that bloomed in this high-altitude sanctuary was a different shade of violet, their petals etched with the "Metadata" of every woman who had ever dared to be "Too Much".

I raised an eyebrow but stayed quiet. “What is the passcode?” a voice asked from the other side. Carl smiled. “Two hockey gays,” he whispered back. The heavy black gate creaked open. From the outside, the place looked completely abandoned. Shabby paint, dusty windows, and a faded sign that said it was a shoe mender. But the moment we stepped through the dark tunnel inside, everything changed. We were led into the most breathtaking garden I had ever seen. Hidden flowers bloomed everywhere, soft lights twinkled in the trees, and gentle music floated through the air.

They smell sweet, intoxicating, but deadly. We emerge into a massive garden, different from the greenhouse we have been in before. A maze of towering rosebushes stretches into the distance, their thorns long as daggers, gleaming like polished obsidian. Vines snake overhead like hungry serpents. It is beautiful and horrifying. The Herald appears behind us, its porcelain mask cracked nearly in half. His head cocks to the side in an unnatural way. It gives the impression that he is breaking, or maybe he is already broken.

The goblin alighted on a stone structure with gargoyles on it. The place looked like an old prison. What did this goblin have in mind? Sean landed on the top of one of the stone walls. It looked down into a courtyard. Colleen was on the ground. As far as he could tell through their connection, she was still alive. The goblin hovered over her. Sean dove toward the enemy, but it vanished. He landed at the last minute right next to Colleen. The goblin wasn't in sight, but Sean doubted he'd gone too far since his goal was to kill Colleen.