Over The Garden Wall Unknown Novels & Stories

Day thirteen: the garden wall, Pip demonstrating the cut angle at enormous concentration. He was not looking at the garden. He was looking at her. Pip executed the cut perfectly. When she looked toward the wall again, he was gone. Riven found her in the kitchen garden on day fourteen. He watches you, he said. I know. He does not know that you know. I know that too. It bothers me that he does not know what to do with it. He is the most decisive person I have ever met. He looked at the lavender pots. Until about ten days ago.

It was comfy. Angela walked over to the window and pulled the curtains aside. Her eyes widened when the acres of green land full of flowers came into her sight. The huge metal boundary bars were so high and far away. There was a beautiful artificial pond within the garden. And ahead of the boundary wall, there were woods as far as she could see. It seemed like private property in the middle of nowhere. She didn't even know where they were. Angela touched the skin near her knee, she recalled sending a signal to Kevin, but he never got here which meant he never received the signal, this place must have been in a remote area that had no signals.

I couldn't help admiring them and taking a short pause just to have a look at them while I touched them. The wall was extremely high and smooth; there were no holes I could place my fingers into to find my way over it. It was either staying there and be the Alpha's sex slave, which I hated, or quickly get away. I could climb one of the small trees. I saw an apple tree and hoped that if I climbed it, I could try to reach the top of the wall. It was extremely dangerous what I was going to do, but I had no choice. As I was about to start climbing the tree, my body tensed and I immediately dodged behind the high grass trimmed wall, almost falling onto my face. I was not alone in the garden. Some

Three men came over the wall with a speed and efficiency that told Daniel immediately that this had been planned in detail, that the four minutes Leo had been inside had not been accidental, that someone had been watching the garden and its rhythms for long enough to know exactly when the gap would appear. Daniel stood up. He opened his mouth. One of the men reached him before the sound came out and something pressed against his neck with a precision that was completely professional and the garden went sideways and the stone path came up toward him and the last thing he saw before everything went dark was the wall. The wall he had looked at every single day since he arrived. Still exactly wh

The yard had disappeared. Not literally, of course, but everything familiar about it had been buried under a thick, untouched layer of snow that stretched from the steps all the way to the fence line. The shrubs along the edges had turned into smooth rounded shapes, their branches hidden beneath drifts that looked soft enough to dive into. Behind me the door creaked open again. Lucas burst through it like a small red comet. "I told you!" he shouted triumphantly, his voice ringing across the quiet morning air.

A small smile crossed my face as I scrunched up the paper in my fist and moved away from the table. My heels clashed against the concrete ground as I rounded up the corner of the house leading to the small but beautiful garden behind the house. It was the least visited part of the house because we rarely go there unless for a picnic, which wasn’t something we did all the time. Only the gardeners who come by once in a while to keep the place tidy, go there. I had no idea Adonis even knew about it, since he barely stayed around the house for long. The sky was gradually darkening, as it was pretty late into the evening. When I stepped into the garden however, what met my eyes made me gasp and h

Then she dropped the last few feet. Her foot landed wrong. "Fuck!" she gasped, falling to the ground and clutching her ankle. The pain was blinding. But it wasn’t the pain that made her curse. It was the goddamn wall. Twelve feet high. Laced with barbed wire. Surveillance everywhere. "That bastard," she spat through clenched teeth. "He knew. He fucking knew." She limped toward the far edge of the garden, slipping past cameras, hiding in shadows. When she reached the base of the wall, her breath hitched. The steel fence above looked impossible.

Cassie’s POV The garden had been overgrown when we returned. Wild rosemary trailed over stone paths. The lavender had stretched across the low wall like it, too, had refused to be tamed. And in the far corner, beneath the old fig tree, the red door stood like a relic from another life.

“On the left, there’s a vine-covered wall. It’s sturdy enough. Below, there’s a gardener’s shed. Grab the ladder there and climb over the perimeter wall.” Mia blinked, stunned for a moment. She had even forgotten about the garden overlooking her balcony. But How did he know those details? How could he possibly know about the garden or about the structure of her house. She pushed the thought aside, moving towards the garden. That wasn’t important right now. “What about the cameras?” she said immediately she spotted all he said. “Taken care of,” he assured. “Move now.. I trust you.” Those three words sent a strange flutter through her chest, but she quickly shook it off. She didn’t have time t

Laughing drifted across the evening like smoke. Not sure what it was, I hid behind the hedge and started sprinting alongside the side wall. There had to be another way in. A gap. A weakness. I found it a small maintenance gate slightly ajar. I slipped through before I could change my mind. The garden was massive. Everything smelled of expensive fresh roses, trimmed hedges, and earth untouched by poverty. Then I heard the shouting. “Hey!” A flashlight beam hit my face. “Don’t move!” I bolted.