Little Garden Arc Novels & Stories

His lean build, his composed posture, the way he seems effortlessly in control… it’s all suddenly impossible to ignore. We end up at a wrought-iron gate marked; Lumière Gardens—GUEST ACCESS only. Cole pushes it open with his free hand, And… wow. The gardens unfold like something out of a dream. Tall archways wrapped in climbing roses, winding stone paths, glass-roofed greenhouses glowing like warm lanterns, flowerbeds bursting with color. Soft classical music plays from hidden speakers. Sunlight filters through leaves, dancing across the ground. I forgot the website mentioned such a beautiful attachment.

For the garden itself was no longer just a place, but a memory made living—a quilt of wildflowers, shadowblooms, and vines, every petal a fragment of a story, every stone humming with old magic. It was said that the arch at the garden’s heart had been shaped from the last branches of the First Tree, and beneath its flowering curve, Seren gathered the restless, the young, the weary, and the wild. Some came on foot, others by wing, others still as mist or song. There were no titles here—only listeners.

--- LUCE - LIGHTS --- Luce garden stands on the side of Albahr street, greeting the main highway with its starry lights, especially during nighttime. Golden clouds fog around it, giving it an ethereal aura no matter the time of day. Cerise and Trinity meditate by the open area, Cerise manifesting the energy which she intends to give Trinity. Titan energy.

We passed through garden arches which have warm LED lights around them and on each side of the arches is a mini garden. The garden arches lead to a wide open area where there is a circular garden in the middle. There is a fountain located in the middle of the garden. Wait, holy shit? This kind of place exist in real life? The car finally stopped and the Alpha went out. I jumped when he immediately shut the car door behind him, not even waiting for me. "Pardon the Alpha, our Luna. He will treat you nicely once he has adjusted," the guard that was driving the car said and gave me a small smile.

Luca had been there, every step of the way, turning what could have been despair into safety, into a love so fierce that nothing could touch it. Their home overlooked a quiet lake, where mornings were painted with gold and evenings glimmered with pink and purple hues. The garden was Ria’s favorite place; she had insisted on planting jasmine, roses, and lilac along the pathways. The scent of flowers mixed with the gentle water breeze, creating a world of calm they could retreat to whenever the past crept too close.

South Garden was designed like an old-world estate garden, with winding stone paths, ivy-covered gazebos, and miniature turrets—quaint in size but rich in elaborate detail. Before long, I was completely turned around. Sharon grabbed my arm. “Don’t keep running around. You don’t know this place well. Let me ask the staff to help.” I glanced toward the shadowy corner of the rockery and felt a chill crawl down my spine. I nodded, and Sharon quickly went off to explain the situation to one of the staff.

~Elara~ “Ok, let's start here.” I stand upright in front of him, gesturing to the entire garden. “This is the royal garden. It is divided into three sections: the floral session, the crops session and the orchard. It also has a greenhouse where rare plants-” I notice Lucien standing still, staring at me wistfully. I snap my fingers in his face. “Are you still here or have you travelled to the world beyond?” He blinks. “Uhm sorry what did you say?”

To be fully protected by The Arc, the room must be fully enclosed. The Arc is common in Elenio and can be obtained easily. The government produces The Arc through one of the Archturian divisions and distributes it throughout Elenio. The Arc has almost the same energy as the sun, which prevents Draconians from entering the places that The Arc has given them. So there’s no way this place doesn’t have The Arc due to the difficulty of getting one. Unless they purposely didn’t install it because they wanted to die. “Tonight we will prove it.”

He had come here in the past with Pavan once but this sensation of peace is something new. The garden was lined with elegant bonsai trees and arranged stones that gave the place a balanced, almost otherworldly feel. A clear brook flowed through, reflecting the dappled sunlight filtering down from the canopy of trees above. Danial paused, drawn in by the stillness. It was a kind of peace that seemed… cultivated. He glanced around, a thought forming in his mind. “Arcane arrays?” he murmured, trying to make sense of the calmness he felt here. “But… I haven’t heard of anyone in the academy using arcane magic.”

Tonight, however, this place held a strange aura of foreboding. The Citroën swerved left now, angling west down the Park's central boulevard. Curling around a circular pond, the driver across a desolate avenue out into a wide quadrangle beyond. Jim could now see the end of the Tuileries Gardens, marked by a giant stone archway. Arc du Carrousel.