Ulysses Edens Garden Novels & Stories

After a few minutes of walking and almost emptied my cup of coffee, we arrived at our usual spot. The Garden of Eden is a large garden that was full of different kinds of flowers, this is just like a park because there are benches where you can sit and relax, they also trim the grasses here once a week so it's comfortable if you want to lie down. The whole area is clean because this place is exclusive to the residents of the subdivision and not many people come here often so when I want to be alone sometimes, I always go to this place. Nick and I sat on the grass while I put down the donuts and an empty cup of coffee on the grass.

I can see weird looks my maids are giving me but I ignored them and rode my baby not too fast since I’m wearing a dress and I’m with my maids. Arriving at the garden, stares welcome me. Wow, I never felt this kind of welcome from our employees in my life. But as usual, I ignored them and sat on the chair. I looked at the garden. Dead plants have been lessened and the soil is being replaced. I can also see the fountain being demolished. Are they going to clean it before reconstructing it? What about the design? I want it like the garden of Hesperides. Should I buy a dog? Hesperides has it’s guardian dragon. Should I buy a Knine then?

A single sentence written sloppily stared at her- Come to the botanical garden. Jason. ‘’I can take you there.’’ Her attention snapped back to the man. As Ella entered the garden, a cold breeze nipped at her exposed skin and she quickly wrapped her arms around her wishing she'd brought along a jacket. The place was huge and naturally beautiful like it had been picked out of a fantasy n***l. The entrance was lined with flowers of different species; a combination which wrapped the atmosphere in a blanket of exquisite scent. Fire flies hovered above them creating a stunning display of twinkling faerie lights.

Eden gasped as she looked at the field of flowers. She looked longer to see that it was not only flowers but many crops too. She got off the Vespa and walked towards the garden of lilies, and noticed they were the exact ones that Leo gave her. The view was breathtaking and the smell was even better. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, taking in all the nature. The wind was light and cool, making the whole experience ten times better for Eden.

Emma and Conrad continued their stroll through the pampered, manicured gardens. Rows of sunset colored tulips, romantic red roses, elegant orchids, and ethereal stargazer lilies stretched out as far she could see. She could spend in eternity in this garden. It was the most beautiful place she’d ever seen.

"I think the little angel who let the selfish giant open the garden is actually you." "I don't quite understand. According to the description of the little angel's appearance, it is closer toPhoebe Clarkson. Tyler Walter built a garden for her, waiting for her redemption. That little angel is actually herself." "It is also possible. But I am more convinced that there are some things hidden in the garden that we don't know." "Isn't the garden ruined?" "Maybe the secret is hidden underground." Elisa White was confused by Britany Santos's ambiguous words. "Forensic Medicine, Can you finish it directly?"

~ ~ ~ Jules' POV The garden had been Madeline's idea originally — a small plot behind the kitchen, nothing ambitious, just a few raised beds where Eli could plant things and watch them grow, the kind of project meant to give a restless four-year-old something productive to focus his enormous energy on during the long stretch of spring afternoons. It had become, over the months, something larger than any of us had intended.

"A curse is just a story that needs a new ending." Ronan stood up. "I'll get the Wardens ready." Kael was already packing his bag. "I'll pull all available data on the site's topography and history." Elara began gathering her healing herbs and strongest seeds. "The soil there will be terrible. It will need special care." Lyra simply nodded, her flute now silent in her hands. The wrong note was a call. And she was the world's listener. The Gardener's World was not a paradise. It was a garden. And gardens, no matter how well-tended, always have weeds. They had spent five years planting and nurturing. Now, it seemed, it was time to pull the first weed.

I leaned closer to the glass window but it was heavily tinted that I couldn't see anything. "Welcome to the Sunny Hills Miss Eliza," James opened the door giving way to the most majestic garden I had ever seen, more beautiful than of Yulian. Highlighted with the overhead lights, the assortment of flowers was splendid but more particularly were the presence of Snowdrops, Algerian Irises, the beautiful Jelenas, and more winter flowers. The flowers wouldn't have survived the summer heat but they were in full bloom. It was magical, a real-life garden of Eden. It was fascinating.