The Edens Series 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.

Eden's POV I stood at the library window long after the black van had disappeared into the mist, my forehead still cold from the glass. The house was silent around me, but I could feel them everywhere—Daniel's calculating gaze, Silas's protective shadow, Felix's dark intensity. They had claimed me, piece by piece, until I was no longer Eden the foster kid, Eden the survivor. I was theirs. And the worst part—the part that made my stomach twist with shame—was how much I wanted it.

Eden moved between us, looking at the runes. “These are... older than anything I’ve seen,” he muttered. “Give me a moment.” One wrong move, and we’d all be blown to pieces. Some sigils were traps—others were guardians. It took all of Eden’s memory and instinct to decode them. He ran his fingers across the carvings, trying to decipher where he had seen them. Sophia studied them too. she brought some books along that she used to match them.

he chuckles. “In high school,” I continue, rubbing my tired eyes, “I discovered true crime and romance novels.” I blush, hoping the faint moonlight hides my pink cheeks. “Online, I binged TED Talks, documentaries, conspiracy theories, and STEM related articles.” “Diverse. I like it.” Carson repositions himself on his two fluffy pillows, body still turned to face me. “Let me guess.” I bite my lips as I contemplate a younger version of Carson. “You were a jock, captain of sports teams before you gave it all up to start a band with Eli. It became your addiction, and you became successful.”

Chapter 39 Percy POV Eden took an awful amount of time getting ready, I had washed up myself and was making us some snacks to eat. Yes, I was cooking for a woman. When I asked if she wanted to come back home, I hoped she’ll say yes and she gave me the opportunity. Talking about Peter with Eden was another threshold I didn’t think I would cross. I didn’t expect to throw that piece of information at her about seemed to understand, her mother was also in the same place. Did it hurt her as much as it did with me?

“It’s about protecting what little innocence that girl has left. About knowing the moment I say it out loud, she’ll never be a child again.” Cassian’s voice softened. “What did you read, Anais?” She took a breath—and for the first time, told him. All of it. The letters. The files. The truth about Eden. How she wasn’t just a subject. She was the keystone. The lock. And if Cerberus got her, they could reinitiate the Revenant Cycle—enhanced bio-weapons, fused with genetic memory, capable of autonomous command. A generation of programmable humans, loyal only to command signals.

Mountains and seas, lakes and rivers, deserts and forests: all comprised the glorious planet they were to make their own. Neyalha, the great female, oversaw the seeding of the world, which they called Edon. Animals and birds with endless variations, fish and other sea creatures to keep the oceans vital. Humankind she also seeded there, for the race of humans was one of the most remarkable creations of the universe. Versatile and intelligent, with endless potential for growth and advancement. The Dragons had developed a particular fondness for humanity, unique in the vast cosmos, for they had evolved quickly on other worlds in the young cosmos, displaying a great skill for survival, and with

Too many responsibilities. Tea looked up at the scorching sun, squinting to look at the clouds. She listened to the birdsong that charmingly danced against her eardrums. She wiped the sweat off her perspiring forehead then rubbed it on her dirty, muddy vest which covered only her chest. She walked towards the corner of the still dirty floor and left the broom there, already weary from her hard work. The half-finished roof sheltered her from the heat and brought with it a refreshing coolness that satiated her body’s rising temperature. Her bright green eyes fluttered before coming to a stop at the curve of her cheek. And sleep came like a hunter closing on its prey. She dreamed. And when her

“Perhaps I need you to come with me.” I don’t miss how Eden rolls her eyes, clearly losing patience with the needy nymph. “It will be fine. Remember, I said she won’t hurt you.” A small smile covers her face, and she nods her head at me sweetly. I turn my back to face the wall, waiting patiently as the two women silently exchange clothes. I find myself picturing Eden’s body once again. The way her lilac curls tumbled around her bare, creamy shoulders. The soft skin of her slender neck which had me itching to claim her. My eyes close as I remember exactly how her warm pussy felt wrapped around my fingers—

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.”