Over The Garden Wall Beatrice Human Novels & Stories

“Okay, Jen. You can go now.” Jen looked at her. “Are you sure, madam? Do you want me to do something else?” “No. I’m good. Please.” Beatrice smiled at Jen. Ben then bowed and went out of the room. She sighed and looked around. This place’s atmosphere felt difficult for her. Maybe because she really felt not okay now. Beatrice decided to stand up and look around. She looked at the terrace and saw the side of the mansion. Mateo had a big swimming pool too and she couldn’t even see how big his land was. The next house was already far from them.

I smiled brightly as I wrapped my arms around my chest like someone who was cold. I was indeed cold but a few minutes outside isn't gonna hurt right? “ I was making rounds to make sure everything was in order before returning to my quarters. You ma'am shouldn't be out here.” Beatrice heaved a sigh and we both took a seat at the Beautiful wooden chairs in the garden.. “ It's suffocating inside so I decided to come take a walk in the garden..” I explained.. “ Do you need anything? I can go get it for you..” Beatrice offered and I shook my head..

Beatrice felt movement behind her and turned only to find Lila standing there hugging herself as her eyes roamed around. ¨Why are you here?¨ Beatrice asked roughly, everyone including the servants knew that no one was allowed in the small garden. Lila jumped when she heard Beatrice's roar, ¨I..¨ ¨leave¨, Lila´s words were cut short, her eyes watered straight away, ¨I..¨

He kept his voice very low and steady, but his eyes were fixed on the sharp object that Beatrice was now pulling from the pocket of her torn dress. Beatrice did not listen to his words and instead, she bent down and grabbed a piece of thick, broken window glass from the ground near her feet. Beatrice holds a sharp shattered glass and holds the neck of Giselle, pulling the girl up so that she was standing right against the edge of the cliff.

Her attention shifted to the retreating demon. "But it's getting away," she declared, pointing at the malevolent creature. Ralph's determination flared up again as he turned towards the demon, walking with purpose. Lucinda followed closely behind, their bond unbreakable. They entered another house where the demon loomed, and Lucinda swiftly helped the frightened residents with precision. Ralph took a deep breath, gripping his sword tightly, and focused on the demon's vulnerable neck. The battle was fierce, each strike reflecting their determination. Ralph attacked the demon, slashing his sword through the air and severing its head from its monstrous form. A loud crash echoed as the demon's h

Bea chuckled as though she had said something hilarious. "A man held a sword up and slashed some hysterical woman's throat as she screamed: 'Beatrice' 'Beatrice!' but Beatrice was not there. Beatrice was in the cellar. She had sent her replacement to be slaughtered. Beatrice had even abandoned her parents, the same ones that she had been desperate to please." -WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HYSTERICAL! ISN'T THAT NORMAL?- "But at the time, all the girl could think of was how smooth the marble felt under her feet, and how large windows were. There was grass so tall that it swayed with the wind! It all simply amazed her."

Beatrice walked them walk to the door. She rushed to open the door after they knocked twice.after breathing in twice, she opened the door with a smile. "Who are you?" The woman asked with a surprised gaze as she saw Beatrice opening the door in a very natural way like it's her house. Beatrice was about to reply when the lady rushed and hugged her. "You must be Goerge's woman, the girlfriend he smiled about" she said and Beatrice got confused at the moment. The older women pulled the lady aside and looked at Beatrice. "You are Goerge's woman!"

I was shocked when I saw Beatrice jump over the walls of the pack mansion. She must have missed me because I was behind a tree. She looked pleased that no one had seen her. I followed her and she looked jumpy. She kept looking around as if she was expecting to get caught. I followed her still until she got to the corridors of the mansion then I popped up. Color immediately drained from her face as she saw me with my hands in my pockets. "Where are you coming from?" I asked her, looking her straight in the eyes. "Nowhere" she responded looking around like she had been caught doing something she should not have been doing.