Little Garden One Piece Novels & Stories

The warrior guard that watches the gates have looked away and pretended that he did not see or hear anything. We could smell the scents of roses from a distance and hear the chirping of the birds on the trees inside the huge garden. The green grass and the soft breeze of air carrying the scents of leaves and other flowers is like a therapy to my restless heart. In the middle of the garden we have this little shade with a table made of stone only set for two. Our own little happy place where we used to sit and talk about our love, the future of the Kingdom and to the future of our little pups. Yet we were able to only have one.

I smiled at her, getting a shy smile in return as her cheeks filled with redness. A light giggle elicited from my lips at her cute reaction as I turned to face the rest of the garden. The garden was just a small piece of the backyard that seemed to stretch for miles. It looked to be the size of a football field when seperated from the garden, which was about half the size of a football field.

Small house in the forest, each flower cluster is planted carefully and meticulously. The girl in a white dress holds a watering can to water the small plants, her face is beautiful and peaceful, her delicate facial features remind people of a doll in a shop. Black hair tied with a string, skin as white as jade in the sun. Sharmaine looks around, she has been here for a month, the past month she has lived very happily.

Lou POV. Mommy said she's busy, she can't even reply to her phone busy. How can she be so busy, maybe she's just avoiding me. Did she have enough with me already, I did try to be a good girl, I promise I did but it's hard sometimes and she's so far away. Last night I had my onesie back on, if she left me this is the only thing left for me with her scent on it, I still got the whole perfume bottle but the onesie means the world to me.

Alpha Conan’s POV The garden was alive with the late afternoon sun, its golden light spilling over the grass and warming the air with the scent of blooming jasmine and fresh earth. The pack house was still a mess, cracked stones and scattered debris from the battle, but out here, it felt like we could breathe. My warriors were off tending to repairs or resting, leaving the garden quiet except for the chatter of birds and the rustle of leaves. My focus, though, was on the small figure skulking near the hedge, half-hidden in the shadows.

No problems so far. Inside is a narrow cement walkway with garbage cans to the left. Eeew, gross. But then the noise comes again, another long unnnnnh, and I scurry forwards, as quietly as possible. Their garden is beautiful. It’s small but there’s an emerald square of manicured lawn in the center with a fountain of a little boy playing a flute, with one leg up while dancing a jig.

Intent. Beatrice reached into the pocket of her cardigan and withdrew a small envelope. She did not hand it over immediately. “May I show you something,” she asked. Lillian hesitated only a moment. “Yes.” Beatrice slid a photograph onto the table. It was old. Faded at the edges. Two little girls stood in a garden, hands clasped, their faces turned toward the sun. One wore a white dress. The other wore pale blue. Lillian’s breath caught.

The scene of a small girl that’s within the age of 2 - 4 running happily in a beautiful garden that looks like it's behind a wall of the marble palace somewhere within Aurelia’s world. [Is that child Aurelia? …It should be] Zhu Wushang thought to himself before continuing to observe and memorize the scene. A beautiful blond-haired woman sat at the mat within the garden surrounded by various flowers and a marble fountain not far from the two. The mat is full of delicious-looking foods and a happy girl comes back to the woman from time to time after she plays to receive her reward from the woman in the form of delicious food.

She felt grateful for this moment of peace and tranquility, knowing that it was exactly what she needed to recharge and face whatever challenges lay ahead. As Mia walked through the garden, she couldn't help but admire the beautiful flowers and lush greenery that surrounded her. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the garden, and Mia felt at peace. But as she walked further, her eyes caught sight of a small cottage nestled in the corner of the garden. It looked old and worn. As she approached the cottage, Mia felt a sense of hesitation. She didn't want to intrude on someone's privacy, but her curiosity got the best of her. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The garden at the Grand Hachi's had been transformed into a fairlytale themed magical place. The pink and white lilies and roses in vases laid all over the tables. The orange and cream lanterns hung in the poles all over the garden giving off a wonderful glow. Robyn was getting lemon water for Ella and an apple for Kat. She had been trying to calm them down the whole day. Each of them had something to get all worked up about. If it was not the hair, it was the something else.