Little Garden Arc Novels & Stories

Arc As the group left, Arc moved to sit on the blanket, his eyes scanning the beautifully arranged picnic scene. The attention to detail was impressive, with delicate sandwiches, colorful fruit, and an assortment of sweet treats laid out on a vibrant blanket. The whole setup was a testament to the group's thoughtfulness and effort.

The vulnerability in his usually stoic presence was almost shocking. He led me around the side of the arena, his grip still warm and firm on my wrist, guiding me through a narrow, almost hidden hedged archway I’d never even noticed before. The sharp, vibrant light of the arena gave way to a softer, diffused glow as we stepped into a small, exquisitely tucked-away garden—the academy’s hidden corner of stillness. It was a pocket of serenity, a secret sanctuary. Moss-covered stone benches invited quiet contemplation. Ancient ivy curled gracefully around weathered stone columns, their verdant tendrils clinging to the crumbling facade. The distant, soothing murmur of a hidden fountain provided th

“Yes, Luna.” I had reached the centermost tree at the north end of the garden. Cream and pink fabric was draped from the branches to create an arch. Under the arch was a wood podium, flanked by Grace and Jeremy, with Caspian standing behind it. As I approached the podium, I held out the last flower to Jeremy.

She needed a quiet place to ground herself, somewhere to untangle the thoughts swirling in her head. She followed the trail Elara’s words had planted, winding her way toward the eastern wing until she reached an arched entryway leading to the zen gardens. It was a beautiful, serene space - a hidden paradise within Nighthaven. Sculpted stones and trickling streams wove through clusters of lush greenery, fragrant flowers, and tall bamboo. The sun, dipping low in the sky, cast a soft glow across the garden, adding warmth to the already soothing atmosphere.

There are rows of potted plants under the wall, all of which are flowers and plants that Arielle can't name. The door is an iron fence door with a bell hanging on the door, Arielle reached out and shook the bell. After a while, the iron fence door automatically retracted and the door opened Arielle walked in slowly. Passing through the courtyard, she entered an archway, and there was actually a small courtyard inside. The arbores in this small courtyard were very classical, and a gazebo was set up on an artificial lake.

The night was falling fast, but the air was still thick and heavy with heat. Sarah led the way out of the pool house. She didn't bother to put her robe back on correctly; she just draped it over her shoulders like a cape. Her skin was still wet and smelled like chlorine and sex. Leo and Marcus followed her. They felt like a small army. They walked toward the back of the mansion where the private gardens grew. This was where the "Kitchen Garden" was located. It was a place full of tall tomato plants, fresh herbs, and fruit trees. The smell of rich earth and sweet basil was very strong.

I didn't want to draw attention to the weirdness in the air. "Ah, of course. Enjoy," he said, and with that, he turned back to his phone, already lost in whatever business call he was on. We made our way to the garden, Miracle skipping ahead. The space Lucas had created was stunning—flowers, shrubs, and vines that sprawled across the walls, a real haven from the world outside. Miracle ran over to a patch of flowers, her eyes wide with wonder. "This is like a fairy tale garden!" I chuckled softly, walking over to where she was crouched down. "Yeah, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

Here, tucked away from prying eyes, was Alfie’s secret sanctuary. Tall, emerald-green hedgerows formed a secluded enclosure, offering a sense of intimacy and escape. The space, roughly the size of a small room, was a gardener’s haven. Cobbled stones formed the floor, while mismatched wooden boxes overflowing with vibrant flowers lined the perimeter. A weathered armchair, its cushions faded but inviting, sat nestled beneath a sprawling wisteria vine. A well-worn wooden bench offered another seating option, surrounded by terracotta pots overflowing with exotic ferns and trailing ivy.

Tiger continued to reject him very much. Angeline picked Tiger up. "Don't cry, Tiger. Let's go play the bubble machine." With a new toy to distract him, Tiger quickly stopped crying. After playing for a while, however, he started crying for his mother again. Jay picked him up with a dark countenance. "Alright then, Daddy will take you to Mommy." He then went downstairs and left all the guests behind. Lumino Garden was a thousand-acre wide residential area. The greenery at the residential area gave off a traditional garden vibe. Both sides of the road were lined with lush trees, and rockery fountains were hidden in dense bushes. The roads branched out and were scattered throughout the trees a

After seeing Harvey, they had strange looks on their faces but quickly got their act together. Harvey let out a chuckle at the sight before him. “Something wrong, Ms. Alani?” Alani wore a gloomy face for a while, then sighed. “Let’s go for a walk in the garden, shall we?” Harvey nodded, then motioned for Rachel to get to work. Then, he followed Alani into the garden inside the Gibson family’s residence. The garden was a small one, only about five thousand square feet. It was covered in purple orchids and was not anything fancy, but the place was well-maintained.