So Eden Sank To Grief Novels & Stories

“That son of the devil won't stand back until he's pleased with what he wants to do. If not for the salary, I wouldn't dare to be beside him like my parents wish. He is more cruel than his father…..” Kisey grinned and patted my back gently. “The King isn't cruel—the Prince isn't too. They just see Eden as a cursed child, and you know what it means to be seen that way.” he adjusted closer to me. “I'm very sure not even Prince Kelvin will stand to see his father lose his collaboration with the Alpha King because of Eden. He would likely abandon her.” “That's why I have to show up and take the blame…..” I exhaled deeply, tears welled up in my eyes. “Eden already suffered a lot….”

Zac would have found his way here eventually, with or without help. …… Maybe it was the sunlight messing with my eyes, but I actually saw tears falling from Zac’s face, hitting the ground. Was he really crying for me? But he did not love me, right? Then, I saw his knees give out as he collapsed in front of my grave. It startled me so much that I nearly jumped out of my own coffin. He gently stroked my tombstone, sobbing. "Quinn, please don’t be dead. I miss you. "I regret everything. I shouldn’t have lost you for Eve.

That is the Garden of Eden they know. "Is it broken? Should we tell Lilith about this?" Tara grab Odette's hand and was ready to do what she was thinking when Odette stopped her. "Tara, you've got to be kidding me. First, we cannot tell Lilith. She would find out that we went to the forbidden garden. And second, this does not looks new to me. This looks like that this is already like this for a long time. Can't you see the number of those snakes?" confused and bothered, Tara ran her fingers trough her hair. She sighed and look at Odette only to scream loudly.

Staring at the door that seemed shut forever, she lost hope. No matter how many times she got trapped, the ending was the same. Last time, she lost her baby. Would it be her turn this time to die? She remembered that Ethan had arrived half an hour late to her room from Marina's room. Hopeless, she demanded to know, "Why did you choose to save her?" "Because you know how to swim." The tears that had welled up in her eyes finally rolled down her cheek when she heard his answer.

On the very top was a note that read: [Rachelle, I know that you need 500 thousand dollars for your transplant surgery. I’m sorry I could only save 143 thousand dollars. I wanted to save more, but I didn’t have enough time. For the rest, I hope I can protect you and help you win the lottery from the other side. [I’m sorry for not seeing you. I’m too ugly now, and I didn’t want to scare you. And Jonah, I don’t blame you for leaving me. Be good to Rachelle. She’s more suited to be your wife than I am.]

He’d seen Izzy pouring bottles of water into the sea just to fake the illusion that I had enough to drink. In reality, I died of dehydration, trapped thirty days inside that shark with nothing but darkness and silence. If I had even a single sip of water, I might’ve survived until the day he came for me. I looked down at my now translucent body and let out a bitter smile. There’s no “what if.” I died. That was the end of it. Yet, even now, Izzy still wouldn’t own up.

My mom and brother cried tears of joy when they saw me sitting up and came up and hugged me tightly. Ethan exiled both Nathan and Sarah to the wilderness beyond pack territories. By then, Sarah had completely lost her grip on sanity. She would alternate between begging Nathan for forgiveness and screaming accusations at shadows. For a year, they wandered as outcasts. Nathan would appear at pack borders, begging to see me, while Sarah's madness grew worse with each passing moon. Sometimes she would laugh about my death. "She looked so surprised when the water took her! Like she really thought you'd choose her!"

I need to pull myself together, I need to stay alive for my family. I got up and walked towards the river for some water. I knelt down to the ground and placed my hands in the water to let my skin feel the cold refreshing water. I had never seen such clear water before, so beautiful. Everything in here seemed so wealthy and totally opposite to my country, it's like a paradise here! The beauty of this country made me miss my hometown...everything here seemed perfectly flawless that it made me crave for flaws...I put my face close to the river and took little sips of water. Wow! I never knew water tastes this good! I splashed some on my face. It was what I needed, maybe this life isn't that ba

Author's p.o.v Ishaan's small body collapsed on the ground with a thud sound. His abdomen is bleeding continuously. Ishaan groaned in pain. He started crying and said looking at Anirudh, " Papa....it's hurting". Saying that Ishaan lost his consciousness. Anirudh fell on his knees and touched Ishaan's abdomen. Anirudh is already crying and his both hands are now covered with Ishaan's blood.

he replied, his gaze locked on mine. I stepped closer, the tip of my sword lowering. “Are you not sorry for what you did? Wouldn’t you beg me for your life, Eden?” I asked. Eden lifted his chin, pride and pain warring in his expression. “No amount of sorry will erase what I have done. No plea can bring back what I destroyed, I have already lost everything; my brother, my honor, my pack… my soul.” he said quietly, almost to himself. The air between us was heavy, every breath a struggle against years of shared history turned to ash.