Eden Garden Project Novels & Stories

"Ready to dive back into real architecture." Liam's smile was genuine, warm in a way that reminded me why I'd trusted him in the first place. "Alright. Let's talk about your two biggest projects." He pulled out a thick folder and spread architectural plans across his conference table. "First, Ethan Cross's 'Sky Garden' initiative." I leaned over the preliminary sketches, my mind immediately racing with possibilities. "Vertical gardens with smart irrigation systems," I murmured, tracing structural lines with my finger. "Climate-controlled growing environments that respond to seasonal changes..."

“I know so. You’ve got a vision, and you’re not afraid to chase it. That’s something worth holding onto.” As the days turned into weeks, the garden project became my focus. I poured myself into it, reaching out to people in the nearby town, securing supplies, and working alongside Dante to bring the vision to life. It wasn’t just about the garden; it was about creating something that could grow, something that could heal. And in the process, I realized I was healing, too. One evening, after a long day of work, Dante and I sat on the edge of the garden, watching the sunset. The rows of freshly planted vegetables and flowers stretched out before us, a testament to what we’d built together.

“Trev, I’m going to leave my number with Jessica here at the front. No need to delay your next Client on my behalf. Make sure you call me about Saturday, I really could use your help with the garden. You always did have a green thumb. I’ll make sure the hedges are freshly trimmed ahead of time so all you need to take care of are the flower beds.” “No problem, Eden,” I said, gesturing her through. She winked at me, that little smiley smirk back on her lips. I didn’t know how she’d done it, looking like nothing had happened between us. Not a hair out of place, not a smudge of makeup. “Happy to help. Jessica, would you mind walking Miss Giardinu while I turn over the room quickly? I’ll be with

I'll tie up my hair to make it more comfortable and not dirty. - Here, ma'am. - Thank you? - I asked - Edgar, ma'am. - Thank you Mr. Edgar, that's a nice name. - Thank you ma'am for the compliment. - he said, putting his gloves on his hands. - Are you going to venture out into the garden with me? - I asked, putting the gloves on as well. - Of course, gardening is my passion. - Good to know, you'll be in charge of the garden and have carte blanche to make this garden the most beautiful one.

Edmund looked at her with the expression of complete trust he reserved for his sister. “You knew I would find it," he said. “I thought you would find it," she said. "I wanted to be ready." “That is good teamwork," he said. “Yes," she said. "It is." Silas's POV The wall repair was the second project Eleanor and Edmund completed together. The first had been the garden beds they had planned and planted when Edmund was five and Eleanor was nine, which had been successful beyond what I had expected and was now a thriving section of the garden with several things growing that Eleanor had selected based on soil suitability assessments Edmund had provided.

It’s not easy, but it’s real. After lunch, I find myself back outside. The sun’s higher now, warming the garden. I pick up one of the small wooden stakes a pack member dropped off earlier. We’d planned to have a crew come and install them, but I can’t bring myself to wait. I want to do it myself. The idea is simple… set the stakes around the edge of the garden, each one connected by a thin wire that’ll be nearly invisible to human eyes after dark. It’s not our first line of defence, more of a last resort, but it’s something. A little extra peace of mind.

Maybe he did change during this last years? By late afternoon, we had a solid plan. The garden would have a mix of colorful flowers, a small fountain, a swing set, and a cozy corner with cushions and blankets where Miracle could read or daydream. “This is going to be amazing,” I said, looking over the sketches we’d made. Lucas smiled. “It will be. And it’s because of you.” I rolled my eyes, refusing to let his charm get to me. “Don’t start with the flattery. Just make sure this gets done properly.”

The air smelled of ozone, clean steel, and old secrets. “This is tech Jade developed for Project Eden,” Adrian whispered. Grace tensed. “Project Eden?” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “It was supposed to be a failsafe. A utopia in case everything else fell apart. A place to repopulate the world... with genetically superior survivors.” Cassian let out a dry laugh. “A billionaire Noah’s Ark.” Grace touched the glowing wall. “But it was never finished.” Adrian stepped closer. “Unless Echo finished it for her.”

She hummed thoughtfully before saying, "You're being more careful than usual." I didn't answer. "Which probably means you actually care about this one." "Ashlyn." "I'm just saying." She laughed softly. "You're allowed to care about people." "How's the garden project going?" She groaned dramatically. "That was a dirty redirect." "It worked." "It absolutely worked." She spent the next ten minutes telling me about tomato plants, bamboo stakes, and an ongoing disagreement with another resident over the right way to support climbing vines. I listened to every word, standing in the Monaco sunshine while the noise from the circuit drifted around me.

Eve slowly rocked back onto her heels as she wiped the sweat off her forehead before turning her attention to the orderly row of tomato plants that she had just planted in her thriving garden. Considering that she had only started gardening a little more than a year ago, she was extremely pleased with how well it was coming along. Over the course of that period of time, it had developed into a reliable source of fresh produce, as well as a safe haven for her to retreat to when she needed to get away from the rest of the world.