Novel & Cerita Moonlight Garden

Hazel and I went through the back of the mansion before arriving at the garden. There was a little pathway with rose bushes lining the sides, and on those bushes, little lights had been strung around them, casting a warm golden touch on the grass beneath. Other flowers stretched around in a sea of color, and the sound of a little pond rushing, filled our ears, while the moon cast a soft glow over the whole garden. Hazel picked the spot closest to the sparkling pond, between the rose bushes, and there we sat. “Reading a book under the moonlight. Funny to have a reading partner.” She said, with a little giggle, as she opened the book. “You know, we could have some kind of reading list.”

While KuLaa was asleep, Kurt taught Megan and her twins the incantation for the spell and now that they were in a circle, while they appeared to be eating and chatting, they were actually waiting for the day to get a little dark before they activated the spell. It was a one-chance and they were scared of messing it up. Once it got a little dark, KuLaa signaled to them that it was time. They secretly chanted the incantations and when it was at the seventh chant, they all stood up and hugged each other. Immediately, a blinding white light erupted from within them and engulfed the whole garden. In the control room, Jum and Bella stood up and rushed outside but before they got to the garden, KuL

He said seriously then bent down and ruffled my hair slightly before taking my plate. When he closed the door, I immediately stood up and peeked out the window. That's how surprised I was when I saw all the trees around. What kind of place is this? I peeked through the other window and saw the same thing. The surroundings are full of trees, grass, plants and even butterflies. My heart beat faster. My whole body trembled. I thought back from what happened the other night. Maybe no one really heard me scream that night because we were in a forest.

And I could sense Andrea smirking as I bend myself in for a kiss. Even when he felt the demureness in my voice he still forced himself to nod, a discreet cough interrupted my reverie as I try to stepped he helped me step down from the elevation, “Do you remember the garden?” “The enchanted one?” He nodded. “Isn't it late for us to go?” I gave him a bright smile, however, I was screaming; first, the place was close to the old woman's cabin, what if she heard, of course, she must have known, about me keeping to Ramanov, second, Fiona's speech about the Luna that was killed and buried there, could it be Andrea's mother?

I murmured softly, and he opened the gate almost immediately. ​I slowly walked inside the lawn and immediately admired my surroundings. The first thing that caught my eyes was the marble fountain sitting towards the right side of the lawn. Water spurted and fell gently towards the crystal blue pool beneath it, causing ripples to form. Bushes were trimmed into all sorts of animals and I stared in awe before walking towards the black door.

We were walking through the Moon Gardens, a new place, built where the old execution grounds used to be. That alone still made my chest ache. The gardens stretched wide beneath the open night sky, silver-white flowers glowing faintly under the moon. Water ran through shallow channels carved into stone, reflecting lantern light and stars. No guards. No walls. Just open paths and quiet laughter drifting in from the city beyond. “This place still feels unreal,” I murmured. Chase nodded too quickly. “Yeah. Unreal.” He stopped walking. I took two more steps before I realized he wasn’t beside me anymore.

Then I could finish preparing Susan's doses and maybe allow myself a few more minutes to think about Ava's sweet smile. The Luna Gardens looked different under moonlight. Silvery beams transformed the familiar paths into something so unreal, casting long shadows that stretched like grasping fingers across the herb beds. I knelt in the soft dirt, my bag open beside me, selecting plants carefully for tomorrow's treatment. Mint leaves glistened with dew as I pinched them between my fingers. The sharp scent transported me instantly, my mind slipping back five years to a very different garden—if you could call the wild forest floor that.

Dorian’s POV The night was thick with a quiet that crawled under my skin. The rain didn’t stop , the wind still moved through the trees, carrying the faint smell of wet soil. I couldn’t sleep, the air felt wrong. I pushed the door open and stepped out onto the balcony. The moon stood low, and distant behind the shifting clouds. Meanwhile, the pack grounds were quiet. Even the guards moved slower today, and the forest that bordered the lodge looked darker . My fingers tightened against the railings.

And today, they were one. ⸻ The celebration was held in the Moon Garden, a quieter wing of the palace grounds filled with blooming nightshade, silver lilies, and pale violet wisteria that glowed softly in the daylight. The enchantments had been turned just enough to bring a shimmer to the space—a hint of twilight magic that sparkled in the air like floating dust. The theme was balance.

The sun rose softly over the Garden of Moonroots, spilling golden light across dew-kissed leaves and stone pathways. It was the kind of morning that felt borrowed from a gentler time—one not burdened by prophecy or bloodlines or the quiet rumble of ancient threats. Here, nestled in the curves of the land where night-blooming herbs met hollowed yew roots, peace felt possible again. Even if only for a breath.