Kai X Damon 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.

"You have every right to inquire about anything you’re curious about regarding your mate." I nodded cautiously. "Okay," I whispered, daring to meet his gaze. But I noticed something peculiar—gold shimmering in his blue irises. His wolf was close to the surface. Was it because my fear triggered it? Before I could think too much, Kaidon spoke again. "Let’s go sit in the garden," he suggested, pulling me along beside him. "Garden?" I questioned, uncertain of what he meant. A small smile appeared on his face. "My mother adored flowers. Some pack members and I created a garden for her birthday. It’s tranquil—filled with flowers, plants, and benches, all nestled in a grove of trees. She still visi

We headed to the laundry room, then to the store, study, party hall, game area, swimming pool, garden, garage, fountain and a mini playground. It was a big house and managing this was not a one man's job. The staff came in handy I thought. We talked around the garden discussing the kind of flowers and how much they meant Damien. “Damien transplanted these sunflowers himself. They grew in his mother's grave area, he adores these flowers. These white roses are Chole's favorite… “

she turned wildly on the spot, frantically looking around “W-where Lena! Where!” Lena gently grasped her arms “Calm down Dawnie”, she said “the Green Man is a forest god which means he will be in some place like a park or a forest or….” she trailed off, her brown eyes drifting towards the orchard that they’d parked across from “Oh, that’s clever”, she breathed, staring at the name: Viridios. Dawn followed her gaze “They wouldn’t be so brazen”, she remarked.

Before I knew it, I stood in front of the sign: Love Garden. I stared at the entrance for a moment. I hadn’t been here in years. This place used to be ours, we loved the spot so much, it was one of our many hiding . I walked in. The flowers were still there, growing just the same. The small fountain was still running. The air smelled the same And then I saw him. Damon was standing near the back of the garden, close to a corner hidden by a curved wall and shrubs. His back was turned. He looked still and quiet, like he’d been there for a long time.

Kelly Thompson's POV The moonflowers were a mistake. I planted them where the cabin once stood, their silver petals unfolding under the bruised twilight. Kael warned me-*roots remember*-but I buried the seeds anyway, fingers raw from digging. Now they pulse like tiny hearts, their rhythm syncing with the scar where my storm used to live. A hollow ache, phantom lightning. Eden visits at dawn, his footsteps too quiet for a boy raised in a pack. The Crown's scar curls around his throat, violet and dormant, but his eyes are older. He brings wolfberry tea, the scent sharpening memories of campfires and his laughter, unburdened.

"Sure hija. Ah, before I forget, Damon will be bringing you to Maldives very soon after he's done with his works. You like it there, right?" She sighed secretly. Her father must be fond of Damon so much. It's annoying! "Alright dad, enjoy yourself. I love you..." "I love you too, sweetheart." After hanging up the phone, she lazily stared at the ceiling, not knowing what she was going to do at home all day? Because of boredom, she opened the curtain of her room revealing the glass walls. Katerin opened the door and peered out onto the terrace. Damon's mansion has a very big garden. The beautiful flowers are also well landscaped. Minutes later she saw a man in black emerge from the lush leaves

Dad stand up, as does my mom, the beta follows, then me and Tristan, and finally the enforcer, we're not meaning any jokes anymore. "She's ours now, if you want a war start one, we're not giving her up" dad says walking out of the bar, we all follow him. Dad is one hell of a badass, I agree on every word he said, we're not giving Eden up, she's my Eden.

“I know, little man. But Daddy needs you safe.” Eden crosses his arms and pouts so hard his bottom lip trembles. “That’s not fair.” I hide my smile behind my coffee mug. Damien kisses the top of his head. “Tell you what. We’ll make a volcano right here. Deal?” Eden considers this with narrowed eyes. “You promise?” “I do,” Damien promises solemnly. Eden finally nods, and shoves a whole piece of pancake into his mouth like the matter is settled. I’m about to tease Damien about his bribery skills when the front gate buzzes.

I look at the garden. The oak tree is bare. The roses are gone. The bench is cold. But the words are warm. The words are in my hands. The words are his heart. On paper. In ink. For me. --- I find Damon in the kitchen. He is standing at the sink. He is not washing dishes. He is just standing. Looking out the window. Looking at the garden. He does not turn around when I walk in. He knows I am there. He always knows.