Edens Garden Novels & Stories

Kira asked once she was alone with Storm. "Yes, it takes you straight to the Garden of Edenis." "How is it possible?" Kira asked. "Magic." Storm answered. "Uncle Eden had once told how your father had used his magic to build the Garden of Edenis. They were good friends." he added. "Come let me show you how it looks like." He grabbed Kira by her waist and together they entered the tree. Stepping out from the other side, Kira's eyes widened as she took to her surroundings.

Eden gasped as she looked at the field of flowers. She looked longer to see that it was not only flowers but many crops too. She got off the Vespa and walked towards the garden of lilies, and noticed they were the exact ones that Leo gave her. The view was breathtaking and the smell was even better. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, taking in all the nature. The wind was light and cool, making the whole experience ten times better for Eden.

"Welcome to Eden, where me Eden is the queen, well Luna. Bring all your dreams and hopes with you, this is the time to achieve them all, remember to never give up." Eden. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story Love, Cinderella.

Eden. “Who is this beautiful woman?” Greta asked eyeing Eden carefully. Eden must’ve noticed how tense I was around her and smiled at Greta. “I’m Eden, Percy’s Fiancee.”

A warm smile formed on Eden’s face as she agreed to walk with him. She was a bit relieved he was not as cruel as she thought although she still believed there was more to him. He crossed his arms behind him as he proceeded to the garden and just like a puppet, she walked after him. “You have a very beautiful garden” Eden commended. He smiled and shook his head and that very minute, she took out time to admire him. With each minute that passed by, he seemed to become even more handsome.

to the coconut grove. Ethan Brooks could see from a distance that a plant had grown where he had planted the seed the queen had given him yesterday. The plant was already half a meter tall, shaped like a bamboo, silver-white in color, possessing small leaves that were as slender as burrs, except that it had a trunk that was thicker than bamboo. This was planted yesterday, and he was surprised it grew so tall today! The plant was as evil as the ants, and their growth must be connected somehow. At the thought, a wave came from the colony of ants behind them as they affirmed Ethan Brooks' idea. Supernatural powers!

“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

Zac licked his lips before responding with a smile soon stretching on his mouth, my eyes were keeping focus on his lips. "We're going to the Garden of Eden tonight," Zac said as if a matter of factly. He puckered his lips and looked at the both of us for a response and nodding his head enthusiastically. "What's the Garden of Eden?" I asked, making Zac sit up on my bed. "It is the place of Gods' creation," he said with the straightest face humanly possible. "Is he over-exaggerating?" I asked, looking at Emmett. "Only slightly," Emmett smiled.

Eden’s POV The night air in the private gardens was crisp, biting, and scented with the damp, earthy aroma of midnight-blooming jasmine. The moonlight cast long, jagged shadows across the manicured gravel paths, turning the rose bushes into dark, skeletal shapes. I walked slowly, the silk of my robe whispering against the crushed stone, my mind entirely focused on the chess match I was currently playing.

POV DARLENE The Garden of the Goddess was not a place of earth and water; it was a landscape of Frozen Intent. The grass beneath my boots was made of translucent silver needles that hummed when I moved, and the trees were not wood, but calcified breaths of the First Luna. Every flower that bloomed in this high-altitude sanctuary was a different shade of violet, their petals etched with the "Metadata" of every woman who had ever dared to be "Too Much".