Meteor Garden Characters Novels & Stories

Katrina’s POV The garden had been transformed into something I’d only ever read about in fairytales. The sky was painted with streaks of orange, pink, and purple as the sun began to sink lower, giving everything a warm golden glow. Lanterns floated gently above, glowing like little stars that had come down to witness this moment. Strings of soft lights curled around tree branches, twinkling faintly. Rows of chairs were lined up neatly, filled with pack members dressed in their finest. Their eyes turned toward me, and I could feel the warmth of their smiles, their silent encouragement wrapping around me like a blanket.

Luna trotted ahead of them, cheeks pink from the elevator ride excitement, hair in two crooked pigtails that Rhea had wrangled with more enthusiasm than skill She wore her favorite wolf‑print hoodie, the one with tiny ears on the hood. “Mama, look!” she whispered loudly, pointing at the planter boxes. “The dirt is awake!” “The plants are awake,” Lyra corrected softly. “The dirt’s just… there. Like the floor inside, but better.” “Floor that grows things,” Luna said, awed. “Magic floor.” Rhea snorted under her breath. Across the garden, on the far side near the maple, Aiden was already there.

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a solemn tone. "I, Lucian Thorne, Alpha of the Silver Stone Pack, stand before the Moon Goddess tonight to sever the bond. I reject you, Nadia Woodward, as my mate and my Luna. By the light of the full moon, I broke this tether. May the Goddess witness my words and set our souls free." "I, Nadia Woodward, accept it." As the words died out, our bond severed. My heart wrenched violently. It felt like a physical amputation of the soul, leaving a phantom limb that screamed in agony, as if the colors of the world had drained away, leaving only a cold echo of what life used to be.

In its heart stood a magnificent tree, its branches stretching into the heavens. Suddenly, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and a melodious voice filled the air. "Welcome, Luna," it whispered, its tone soothing and ethereal. Luna turned towards the source of the voice, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and fear. Before her, a figure emerged from the shadows, adorned in a flowing gown that mirrored the shimmering hues of the garden. "Who are you?" Luna asked, her voice trembling with a mixture of curiosity and caution. The figure smiled gently, their eyes sparkling with warmth and wisdom. "I am Elysia, guardian of the Celestial Garden. I sensed your presence, a beacon of light

I was always looking forward to the future. And it is due to this that I met my first and only friend within the Night Moon Pack, her name was Lydia Rose. The daughter of the Night Moon Pack’s beta. She is pretty and kind-hearted however looks can be deceiving, as we got to know each other. Overtime, I found out that she was more of a troublemaker and also quite daring, unafraid of telling others about her opinions which sometimes I envy a lot however it might be due to her position making her more of a carefree person than me who has no one.

"We should try. The Reapers were the reason that they hate us. Closing the portal would be the key to heal all wounds" Mira didn't say anything and only sighed. In the distance, they saw a plant Badblood in the garden who was trying to grow a carrot but she was struggling. She twitched her hand and the carrot would grow slowly and then shrank back to the ground. She helplessly sat on the dirt with a disappointed face. Serra met Mira's eyes and she smiled. "You better help her" Serra said. Mira nodded and walked towards the girl. Serra glanced behind her and saw Sisi watching the sky.

Their blood stains the ancient council tables red. "This is what happens." Aiden stands amid the carnage. "When you try to separate mates." His eyes search the ceiling as if he can see my spirit. Aiden methodically cuts them apart, his body covered in red, yet his expression infinitely gentle: "Little moon, I'll make the best fertilizer for your flowers. Next spring, we'll have the most beautiful garden." He spreads Sarah、her mother and all the elders evenly throughout the garden. The white roses turn crimson, hauntingly beautiful.

Derek felt terrible for her. "Derek, let me regain my memory. I don't want to leave this world in confusion." "Love or hate, you have no right to control me." Derek was silent for a moment, "Alright." As the sky darkened, in a garden full of thorny roses, Megan in a navy-blue dress was lazily fanning herself. A female voice sounded, "You're really comfortable here. With spring all year round, even the Moon Goddess can't find you." Megan turned to look, and under the moonlight stood a woman in a cloak.

He was everything an omega like me was never supposed to have. And yet… the bond pulsed between us, undeniable, ancient, alive. My mate. A murmur rippled through the gathered pack members. Some gasped. Some stared at me in open disbelief. Others laughed softly, cruelly, as if the Moon Goddess herself had made a terrible joke. Me? Elara, the quiet omega who cleaned the council hall, who kept her head down, who spoke only when spoken to. I took a step forward before fear could stop me. “Alpha Kael…” My voice shook. “I...I think..."

“Now, tell me about yourselves. Your likes, dislikes and also any flower and food allergies if you have one…” All of us chatted about random stuff. Basically, all of us were only answering luna Nesta’s questions. “... but I don’t know what kind of flower Carol will like—” “You needn’t worry about that, dear. Draco garden has almost all kinds of flowers that exist in this world, except the ghost orchids which I have now thanks to your mother. You can take Carol to the garden and see what it likes. Although don’t feed it any flames today. It hatched today, right? So let it sleep close to your warmth for today and you can start feeding it tomorrow,” she said.