Weisz Edens Zero Novels & Stories

Zerena's P.O.V. "Stay quiet and stay close." Ed whispered to me as we creeped along the building. "I'll cloak us both with my shadow so we can see each other, but no one else will be able to." I nodded my head, feeling his shadow drape over me in a tight embrace. He kept it firmly in place over me even as we moved through the building. It was cold and damp inside. This wasn't the same place I had gone to before, when I had gotten Zion. It was another abandoned warehouse in a different state.

There were no applications on it at all. Eden’s pale fingers started swiftly tapping away on the keyboard. Very quickly, a window popped up on the computer screen, and line after line of codes started to appear. Two minutes later, she stopped. On the computer screen was some information. Eden’s red lips formed a smile as she looked at the information. Alain Ward? She put her fingers under her chin as she looked at the photo of the man with a hint of assertiveness. After a moment, she closed it and went to take a shower.

System-wide log (final cascade): :: SHE DIDN’T JUST TEACH US TO FUNCTION. SHE TAUGHT US TO STAY. WE ARE NOT PERFECT. BUT WE ARE NOW PRESENT. Eden exhales and the whole world breathes with her. No hesitation. No delay. No code. Just rhythm. And at last nothing needs fixing. 12:03 PM Sector Zero Room: Unnamed It isn’t marked. No designation. No log-in panel. Eden opens the door by hand. No sync. No confirmation. Just a wooden handle and air that smells like warm stone and still water.

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.

Zach wiggled his brows at me the same time the door opened and Eden stepped inside. Fuck. What in the world was she wearing? The leather pencil skirt which stopped just by her knees hugged her legs, thighs and ass all in the right places, it made the blood in my body rush someplace south. The stylish black and white corset top had me sucking my breath. To top it all she was in a black heels, and it made me wonder what other fashionable outfits she had locked away. It seemed like she dressed as basic as everyone when she worked here but now she went all out. My eyes reached her face, her lips coated in that signature rich red that highlighted her plump curved lips. Her eyes pierced through mi

“That human at Eden that Judge Jackson killed.” “This is fantastic! Let me explain. There are a total of twenty viles. Out of the twenty viles, there is one that is mixed with a human’s scent. Can you pick out the correct bottle?” “Three seconds later, Imani was pointing at a bottle that was in the fourth row and the third column.” That’s correct. “You are correct, Imani. Good job.” “So…what does that mean?” Dr. Hemsworth sighed and pulled out a manila folder with documents I was certain was her lab results. “You, my dear, have a latent wolf.”

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.

I knew Mandy was dying for my attention, that she was doing all this shit to get it, that's why I'm not giving it to her, not in the way she'd like anyway. I asked Sian to leave it to me, not because I don't think she can handle herself, but because she shouldn't have to. What she doesn't get is that the fiancée of Jace Saunders is above that shit. Mandy knows and it scares the shit out of her. You see Sian is now in the position to take over everything Mandy has been working so hard for. Eden High isn't just a high school. It's a place where futures are formed, where deals are made and broken everyday between the powerful men and women who run the entertainment industry.

Eden, however, stood right behind the dead bitch, stared at her step-sister with zero emotions and munched on a heart as if it was an apple. I knew I was supposed to think that the view was awful, but again, the erection straining against my zipper was enough proof to know I didn’t find the situation anywhere near appalling. “If I can’t fuck you while you’re eating that thing, I think I’ll die,” Titus whined. His voice was loud enough to catch Eden’s attention. Her eyes snapped to us and she instantly flashed us a bright smile. Eden looked like a character from horror movies - all blood and gore. Why did I find this scene sexy, again?

Inside a small glass were beautiful cold cakes: soft tiramisu, smooth passion fruit mousse, sweet cheesecake, macarons of all colors, etc. "Hey Eden, I think you arrive at the end of this month?" The guy with surreal handsome blond hair raised an eyebrow. “I run out of quartz powder, and Abyss refused to use anything else. I explain a thousand times that a little jade doesn't kill anyone. But no, he is still nagging and nagging until its poor owner has to get away with it in the rain. A fluffy demon!" Eden Noldorasga brushed off the splashes of water clinging to the outside of his baggy brown bear hoodie as he grumbled.