Jett Edens Garden Novels & Stories

Grace mumbled, trying to control her erratic heartbeat. "I can see you're quite interested in this garden. Usually, only the royal family can enter, but this garden belongs to my fiancé, so I can accompany you inside if you'd like," Jocelyn said, then extended her hand. "I know it's quite late, but our tea is light. I’m sure you will like it." Staring at the tiny and delicate hand in front of her, Grace couldn't help but shake it. Jocelyn's gentle grip made Grace unwittingly step into the garden, ending up in a round gazebo with a marble floor surrounded by four small pillars, each supporting statues of angelic children.

Eden and Kian park their cars in front of La Vie En Rose and pay their tickets before going inside. It's a labyrinth-like garden, with different types of plants and flowers in each corner. They imported some flowers from various regions in the world, and music from the place of origin plays in the exposition. Kian calls Grayson to know where he is. Meanwhile, Eden starts taking pictures of the flowers with his phone to show them to Harvey when he gets back home. He thinks of bringing him here once they have less work.

Her neighbors must be getting some works done. “What’s that sound Mommy?” “I don’t know. Must be our neighbors renovating,” she said. “Come, let’s go outside.” She was ecstatic to bring Jared to the backyard. Before Jin left, they created a vertical garden with different colorful flowers. Her heart swelled just looking at the beautiful garden they made together. As Jared squealed and jumped around the garden, she couldn’t help the tears from peeping in her eyes. Jared was the first beautiful creation she and Jin made.

It was which garden. The Eden Glass Garden. The one that was always sold out months in advance. The one people proposed in. The one influencers paid money just to take pictures at. The one I'd only ever seen online. My breath vanished. "How-how did you get tickets?" I breathed, my gaze drifting around at glowing glass sculptures, pathways lined with flowers, and fairy lights twinkling across the ceiling. Connor jammed his hands into his pockets once more. “I have my ways.” I stared at him. “Connor… these tickets cost—”

"I’ll be taking Serena to the garden, Dad. We won't disturb you. See you later." "Go ahead. And tell the kitchen to make today's meal extra sumptuous. We have an occasion to celebrate," Connor replied, already turning back to his painting. Nonetheless, his casual remark made me feel welcomed. Jethro brought me to the garden of their estate. It was shocking to realize it took half an hour to get through the estate's interior and reach the garden. You’d think that this place belonged to some royal family. Seeing the splendors of flowers made me happy. "Your family’s garden is huge, Jethro!"

The vegetation that was everywhere one could look was lush, even tropical looking almost. “How is this possible?” I asked of no one in particular. The Captain answered, “Welcome to Eden. You may well be the first Russian to see this place, at least we can hope so.” As he said that I didn’t miss the dark look given to me by the CIA dude. Must have a thing against Russians, only I really wasn’t Russian, rather I was an American and yet I seemed to have none of the rights of one. The Captain went on, “What we’re floating along into right now is a jolly old caldera of a mostly sunken volcano.”

Zoe's eyes laser in on mine when she gets a good look at the sign and the crowd near the entrance of the building. Without another word, I step out of the vehicle and lead Zoe into the club's door. “Wait, Garden of Eden, is your club?” She asks in an astonished voice. “Yes, I own it. Why?” I ask. Zoe shakes her head. “Bree and I've been dying to come here, but the lines were so long that we could never get in.” My brow knits as I consider the fact that she's been so close. Who knows how many times I passed that line and never noticed her. I'm such a git.

“This way.” They walked side-by-side through the garden. It was a lovely, tranquil place. He remembered hearing one time that Edward built the garden especially for Aster – which probably explained while the whole place gave him fairy tale vibes. A little girl could spent hours in the garden, hunting elves and fairies. After her mother died, Edward kept expanding on the garden, so Aster would have a place to go where she could be alone. The billionaire doted on his daughter, and he clearly spoiled her rotten, but Aster didn’t behave like a spoiled little rich girl. “So,” she said. “Talk.”

After a few minutes of walking and almost emptied my cup of coffee, we arrived at our usual spot. The Garden of Eden is a large garden that was full of different kinds of flowers, this is just like a park because there are benches where you can sit and relax, they also trim the grasses here once a week so it's comfortable if you want to lie down. The whole area is clean because this place is exclusive to the residents of the subdivision and not many people come here often so when I want to be alone sometimes, I always go to this place. Nick and I sat on the grass while I put down the donuts and an empty cup of coffee on the grass.

Drew is finally deciding to marry Laine. *** In the fairyland, Jette finally finished watching the movie of her life’s childhood. She then sits at the sofa of the receiving area and she began thinking about her fiancé on Earth. She looked at the clock, and it’s already 1 hour. She will have to decide… Stay or Go… “Gaymo! Gaymo! I want to talk to you!” shouted Jette. “I’m here. What do you need? Have you decided already?” asked Gaymo.