Edens Zero Hermit Novels & Stories

I replied, holding her face in my hands. I would never stop staring at the goddess of mine, even though I had heard something about her today, I was sure she didn't know about it. Eden, a hunter. While Charles and the rest of his family were just human. "Hey." She said, snapping her fingers before my eyes, "You zoned off, what are you thinking about?" She asked. "Don't be bothered about me, you still have your own situation to sort out inside." Immediately I said that, she looked at her house and ran inside.

She pulled her hair up into a ponytail, tucked the cabin key in the back pocket of her faded jeans, and walked the thirty feet to where the private dock began its run out onto the water. When she reached the end of the dock Maddie sat down on the faded wood. Too bad it’s early March, she thought. Water’s probably too cold to dip my toes in. Ah, well. Still a gorgeous view. Her dock was situated on a small inlet, where the lakeshore tucked around itself a bit before continuing westward into the open water. A line of trees to her right concealed the gravel road she’d turned onto from the two-lane road. To her left she could just see the dock of the next cabin over that Kathy had mentioned, and

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

“If Damien unleashes her, he doesn’t just win. He rewrites the world.” Selene hesitated. “There’s something else.” They both looked up. Selene’s voice dropped. “EDEN is powered by biological data. Someone’s DNA. And it’s yours, Alma.” Julian stiffened. “What?!” “She’s not just an AI,” Selene said. “She’s Alma’s clone.” Back at the Vault EDEN walked barefoot over the steel floor, touching everything with curious reverence. Her voice was childlike. Innocent. “What is my purpose?” she asked Damien.