Little Garden Arc Novels & Stories

shouted Luna who almost slipped on the edge of the pool. Quickly, Lucas Lewis looked back and tightened his grip on his hand. Then go back to running with more caution. Now, they are headed towards the labyrinth garden. The walls of the labyrinth are made of hedges about 78 inches high and one inch thick by an adult's hand. Well, there's a reason Lucas brought her in there. Because actually Lucas had made a small surprise in one of the labyrinth passages. After Luna Lee was confused by turning right and left several times, they finally arrived at a passage that had the most beautiful and different view. A table with two benches facing each other had been set there. Also candles, steaks still

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?"

Mathias glares at Jones before turning back to the house with Liam. Selene motions with her head. "Let's go to the garden. It's my mum's pride and joy." Jones follows the little hybrid down a cobbled stone walkway to a large garden behind the packhouse. The garden boasts a host of flowers in different colors with strings of lights hung above. Benches are scattered around the oasis, with a fountain in the middle as a centerpiece.

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the expansive garden. It was Vivian's special day, a day she had dreamt about since she was a little girl. The garden had been transformed into a breathtaking paradise, adorned with an array of vibrant flowers, and an elegant white archway stood at the end of a long, flower-strewn aisle. The air was filled with the sweet scent of roses, lilies, and gardenias. There was a palpable sense of excitement, anticipation, and joy in the atmosphere as the guests gathered, taking their seats on either side of the aisle.