Kaimon Edens Garden Novels & Stories

If she knew he’d spent every single night after, stroking himself to the memory of her tiny frame curled up and moaning his name. Tonight, maybe, he’d make her say it out loud. With her lips on his skin. And this time, she’d know he was watching. The rooftop garden was quiet, wrapped in moonlight and shadows. The faint sound of the city thrummed far below, but up here, it felt like another world. Private. Hidden. Dangerous. Eden leaned back against the iron railing, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his blazer. His pulse was steady, but low in his stomach, heat simmered. She was coming. She said she’d come.

"From now on, it's Liam. I'll have to kiss you every time you call me 'Mr Anderson'. We'll make it our own kissing game." Eden felt like they were playing broken telephones and nothing about the past seven minutes made any sense. Bewildered out of her mind, she asked, "what is this? Why the hell am I here, and where is the lunch engagement you mentioned?" On cue, two housekeepers bustled in and began setting the table on the balcony overlooking Green Point's hiking trail and surrounding hills. One of them looked familiar, and it took Eden a few seconds to figure out why. She met her two years ago at Liam's house just before she took her walk of shame.

The wind was chilly and the atmosphere gloomy for the entire Kingdom was mourning the death of their beloved King and Prince. Trying to not think too much about it, he shook his head and glided over the castle garden, a sanctuary of natural beauty and ethereal charm. A tapestry of lush greenery. Paths paved with smooth river stones winded gracefully through beds of vibrant flowers in hues of azure, amethyst, and gold. Statues of former Kings and Queens stood around amidst the flowers, a way of honoring their dead royalty and towards the end of the garden, stood a magnificent tree unlike any other. Its branches protruded outward in a perfect dome-like shape, resembling an umbrella. It's lifel

Edmund prepared a small table with two chairs plus a giant umbrella above them. The table had tea and plates of pastries. The butler guided Kaze to the backyard. The field had soft grass, and the scenery was beautiful. It was huge and neat. Edmund had a dozen gardeners working every day. He got up immediately when he saw Kaze. Kaze dismissed him with a wave and signaled him to sit down. “Are we clear?” Kaze asked. “The chairs and table are checked, and there’s nothing around us. The structures are scanned with electronic detectors as well,” Edmund said.

Wishing I would have picked up that warrior’s sword. We come to stand in front of a small hut that lays right beyond the battlefield. Netta walks in moving the curtain door out of her way. I stand there for a couple more seconds surveying the area. This place feels very familiar, that's when I notice it, a small tree that sits right behind the hut I walk over to the tree and kneel, I dig my fingers through the dirt and close my eyes as I picture a frightened Kara planting its seeds. I sigh and look towards the hut that will one day be a garden shed in the sacred garden of my manse. I look back to the tree and I could see me and Kai running around playing in the garden Climbing The Famous Su

She's in a hurry. "Just take it, go now, or you will be late." he said. Nodded, she steps out from the car and thank him before she fled to her faculty. …. Meanwhile, in the Sun House, Aaron was busy doing some gardening with Asher at the backyard. "Daddy, look! look!" he pointed his little finger at the space that he does his gardening. "Hm? What is it?" he asked and looked at the direction Asher shows him. His eyes fell on the ground which has cabbage and some kind of flower plant beside it.

he continued excitedly, pulling me gently out of the room. The master bedroom awaited us, a spacious haven still in its bare state, ready to be filled with our dreams and love. An open balcony offered a picturesque view of the backyard, where moonlight spilt over lush greenery. A wall of verdant foliage provided a natural border, embracing our private sanctuary. "The gate leading to the enchanted garden is nestled in that wall," Erdem informed me, pointing towards the lush greenery at the end of the backyard. His thoughtful planning never ceased to amaze me.

Together, they decided to add a new section to the exhibit—a tribute to the Harpers, honoring the family’s connection to the garden and the sacrifices Henry had made. On Edward’s final day in Port Haven, the group gathered in the garden for a quiet ceremony. Beneath the arbor, they planted a flowering dogwood tree, its delicate blossoms a symbol of resilience and renewal. Edward placed a small plaque at the base of the tree, engraved with the words: “In memory of Henry and Eleanor— A love that grows beyond time.” As they stood together, watching the sun set over the garden, Lillian felt a profound sense of peace. The unexpected twist of Edward’s arrival had brought new meaning to their journ

She had turned into a formidable woman overnight, a commanding presence who could not be bullied. With a graceful turn, Eden walked past him to Kyrell, who waited with a victorious smile. Jace stood there, clenched fists at his sides, slowly realizing that something precious had slipped from his grasp. *** The diner was a short drive away, a quaint garden-style spot just a mile from the mall. Sunlight filtered through the glass walls, highlighting rows of blooming flowers in every shade—crimson, violet, and sunflower yellow. A waiter approached, smiling politely, and Kyrell gestured for Eden to take a seat near the window.

"Welcome to Alpha Jacob's Eden Garden, Luna." "Whoa..." Never...have I ever seen... "Are those even real...?"