Novel & Cerita The Edens Series

For the first time, the eyes that always held possessiveness were filled with panic. "Evelyn!" he shouted, lunging forward and scooping me up from the floor. Damien shielded me with his own body, while his hands desperately beat out the flames licking the hem of my dress. As he held me in his arms, I felt my consciousness slipping. So this was what it felt like to die from the fumes of burning charcoal. It was unbearably painful. The suffocating weight pressed in, my lungs burning with searing pain. Perhaps it was fitting since only pain like this could cleanse the misery of the past three years.

It was strange how quickly things had changed between Ethan and me. Not long ago, we were just colleagues—partners thrown together by necessity, trying to survive in a world that seemed intent on tearing itself apart. But now, things were different. We were different. I wouldn’t have believed it if someone had told me months ago that I’d fall for a military commander in the middle of an apocalypse, but here we were. Ethan and I had crossed a line neither of us had intended to, and now we were trying to navigate what that meant while the world around us continued to crumble.

“Let me properly introduce myself. I am Herod, the twin brother of Crown Prince Harad, the mate of Cissy. I returned today to collect my godson, the young future monarch. To add to a surprise, I've also been bestowed with the honor of being Taylor's eldest daughter's godfather, Herthia." In a fleeting moment, her eyes sparked with joy before returning to sorrow. “I'm Eden Mancini, a midwife by profession,” she whispered. “I'm a lone wolf now, before I belonged to the Paxton pack. Before things got out of hand with me, I left there to relieve them of the obligation to kill me. I don't want to leave my pack feeling guilty because they had no choice but to eliminate one of their own." Goodness!

Kendra sucked in air as a vision of Queen Isabo appeared before her. The a****n queen was standing amongst a small group of aliens. It was Kendra’s first view of the aliens occupying inner earth. They looked exactly like the ones on the surface. She shuddered with repulsion as the memories of her time as their prisoner fluttered through her mind.

The echoes of distant howls and the clash of weapons reverberated through the air, signaling the escalation of hostilities that tore at the fabric of the supernatural realms. Seraphina, with Adrian's note clutched tightly in her hand, stood on the threshold of the birthing sanctuary. The invincible threads, though resilient, seemed to vibrate with the tremors of conflict that echoed from afar. The birthing sanctuary, once a sanctuary of dreams, now faced the harsh reality of a world torn asunder.

“A thing that walked beside you, behind you. A friend, if you will. Finally. Pushing you toward me. As if this building, this Eidolon, this infamous, beloved Eidolon, knew you had an unfinished story to tell.” “And that’s the thing about those who inch their way to me, Eidolon or no: their stories are never finished.” Ignoring the reaching hand flailing above her head, he paused at the gleaming pile of cast-off skin. “Your story, too, joining theirs, having an end without an end waiting to be told.” Again, and then again, the pages swallowed, those delicate, strong stitches now swallowing her neck and scraping her ears.

“Oh… yeah. They’re definitely gettimg together.” “If not now, soon,” I say. “I’m staying out of it.” “Me too,” he says, kissing me again. The DJ suddenly says, “Looks like the lovely couple is already working on baby number three.” I shoot him a glare. “My bad!” he says quickly. I look up at Knox. “No regrets.” He smiles down at me. “Definitely no regrets.” THAT MY LOVELY READERS IS THE END. KNOX & SIENNA WILL POP UP IN BOOK 3 WHICH IS TITLED THE PRICE OF PEACE

I didn’t interrupt her when she finished, I asked, “Why my father have never met me? Then who killed my mom? Why father didn’t save my mom?” Rebeca replied, “Because your dad and your mom committed a crime. Humanity and divinity cannot coexist together. So Ammenadiel has been punished by Zeus that he will never be able to return on the earth again and there is another story behind your mom’s death. I will show you later. You only remember, they both love you a lot and that’s why they are living far away from you as they want you to be safe.”

I rolled my eyes when Jackson refused to answer and focused on his food and phone. Ten minutes later, we finished breakfast, and I spent an additional ten minutes cleaning the kitchen and putting the dishes in the dishwasher. I loved the modern amenities in Jackson’s cabin. At Eden, most of the tasks were done by hand. We were forced to wash dishes and clothes by hand, but now, everything is done with a push of the button. Which got me wondering what the true point of Eden was. The Elders claimed it was to help preserve our race, but the only thing Eden seemed successful at preserving was the oppression of breeders. Why would they intentionally make our lives difficult? Why wouldn’t they bet

Enzo's hand rested on my thigh, inching higher as we hit a red light. 'You trust me, right?' 'Always,' I murmured, my breath catching as his fingers brushed the edge of my lace panties. Not long after, we pulled up to a non-descript building in the heart of downtown, but the sign hit me like a jolt. Club Eden. Bold red letters glowing against the night. Even from inside the car, I could feel the pulse of bass thumping through the air, mixed with laughter and something darker, more primal. My heart raced.