The Garden
of Eden
Book one of
The Eden Chronicles
L.L. Hunter
Copyright © 2013 L.L. Hunter
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 1484976347
ISBN-13: 9781484976340
Edited by Rogena Mitchell-Jones
www.rogenamitchell.com
Cover Design by Regina Wamba at
Mae I Design and Photography
www.maeidesign.com
fOR MY BESTIES.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I don’t have much to say here so I’ll get straight to the point. This book wouldn’t have been possible if it weren’t for the endless prompting and encouragement from my best friends Libby, Alanna, Tash and Lyndsi who told me to finish Eden’s story when I became discouraged. Your persistence paid off, I finished it!
PROLOGUE
I ran so fast I felt as though I were one with the wind. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. Eventually, my mother would track me down but until then, I’ll enjoy myself. As I entered the arcade, I heard my name.
“Yo, Eden.”
“Eden! You escaped.”
I smiled as I saw my friends approach. “Yeah, I escaped the clutches of the evil demon.”
“You shouldn’t joke about that stuff. It could be real,” said Zoe innocently. Zoe was my best friend and still an innocent. Her boyfriend, Mike, thought he understood all. However, I couldn’t let them learn who my father was, even though they were Nephilim, too.
“It is real, Zo. If there are angels, there are demons. You can’t have one without the other.”
“Who says?” I defended as I retrieved the air hockey puck out of the slot and placed it on the table. It begins sliding around in a small circle, waiting for me to hit it.
“Says me,” Mike took the position opposite me and waited. I narrowed my eyes and glared at him. Zoe always says I do this thing with my eyes that could make every boy swoon, but I don’t believe it. How could one person’s eyes make someone swoon? As I wacked the air hockey puck, Mike seemed distracted by something, so the puck sailed straight down into my goal at his end. The electronic voice announced the score to be one nil and that seemed to break his reverie.
“Mike, what happened? You were totally out of it.” Zoe placed a hand on his bicep.
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Yes, you were. You totally let Eden win.”
“It was just a lucky shot,” I said in defence. I couldn’t let them think that somehow I had something to do with Mike’s off-with-the-faeries moment. Or did I? It couldn’t be possible. I didn’t just cause Mike to space out and act as if he and I were the only ones left on the earth. Right?
“That never happens, baby.”
“Okay, maybe this turn will be better.” Mike retrieved the puck out of the slot on his side and placed it on the table, ready to hit. I stood ready, but this time I was the distracted one. I couldn’t get the feeling out of my head that I had revealed one of my powers to him. My mother said never to do that. But was it even one of my traits? The air hockey puck sailed straight under me and landed in his goal. One-all.
“Oh, yeah!” Mike hooted, but I didn’t feel like partying anymore. I walked away from the table.
“Oh, what’s the matter, Eden, afraid of being beat?”
“No, I just don’t feel like playing anymore.”
“Oh, come on! We were right in the middle of a game!”
I walked away ignoring their pleas as the allure of the hoop game called me over. I had just pushed a token in the slot and picked up a ball when I heard my name. But it wasn’t from Mike or Zoe.
“So this is where you spend your runaway hours?” I glanced over my shoulder and saw the creep standing behind me.
“Who are you and what do you want?”
“Don’t you see the family resemblance?” he smirked.
I turned to take a good look at him, intrigued. The guy had to be about my mother’s age, maybe a little older and had the same grey-blue
of Eden
Book one of
The Eden Chronicles
L.L. Hunter
Copyright © 2013 L.L. Hunter
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 1484976347
ISBN-13: 9781484976340
Edited by Rogena Mitchell-Jones
www.rogenamitchell.com
Cover Design by Regina Wamba at
Mae I Design and Photography
www.maeidesign.com
fOR MY BESTIES.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I don’t have much to say here so I’ll get straight to the point. This book wouldn’t have been possible if it weren’t for the endless prompting and encouragement from my best friends Libby, Alanna, Tash and Lyndsi who told me to finish Eden’s story when I became discouraged. Your persistence paid off, I finished it!
PROLOGUE
I ran so fast I felt as though I were one with the wind. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. Eventually, my mother would track me down but until then, I’ll enjoy myself. As I entered the arcade, I heard my name.
“Yo, Eden.”
“Eden! You escaped.”
I smiled as I saw my friends approach. “Yeah, I escaped the clutches of the evil demon.”
“You shouldn’t joke about that stuff. It could be real,” said Zoe innocently. Zoe was my best friend and still an innocent. Her boyfriend, Mike, thought he understood all. However, I couldn’t let them learn who my father was, even though they were Nephilim, too.
“It is real, Zo. If there are angels, there are demons. You can’t have one without the other.”
“Who says?” I defended as I retrieved the air hockey puck out of the slot and placed it on the table. It begins sliding around in a small circle, waiting for me to hit it.
“Says me,” Mike took the position opposite me and waited. I narrowed my eyes and glared at him. Zoe always says I do this thing with my eyes that could make every boy swoon, but I don’t believe it. How could one person’s eyes make someone swoon? As I wacked the air hockey puck, Mike seemed distracted by something, so the puck sailed straight down into my goal at his end. The electronic voice announced the score to be one nil and that seemed to break his reverie.
“Mike, what happened? You were totally out of it.” Zoe placed a hand on his bicep.
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Yes, you were. You totally let Eden win.”
“It was just a lucky shot,” I said in defence. I couldn’t let them think that somehow I had something to do with Mike’s off-with-the-faeries moment. Or did I? It couldn’t be possible. I didn’t just cause Mike to space out and act as if he and I were the only ones left on the earth. Right?
“That never happens, baby.”
“Okay, maybe this turn will be better.” Mike retrieved the puck out of the slot on his side and placed it on the table, ready to hit. I stood ready, but this time I was the distracted one. I couldn’t get the feeling out of my head that I had revealed one of my powers to him. My mother said never to do that. But was it even one of my traits? The air hockey puck sailed straight under me and landed in his goal. One-all.
“Oh, yeah!” Mike hooted, but I didn’t feel like partying anymore. I walked away from the table.
“Oh, what’s the matter, Eden, afraid of being beat?”
“No, I just don’t feel like playing anymore.”
“Oh, come on! We were right in the middle of a game!”
I walked away ignoring their pleas as the allure of the hoop game called me over. I had just pushed a token in the slot and picked up a ball when I heard my name. But it wasn’t from Mike or Zoe.
“So this is where you spend your runaway hours?” I glanced over my shoulder and saw the creep standing behind me.
“Who are you and what do you want?”
“Don’t you see the family resemblance?” he smirked.
I turned to take a good look at him, intrigued. The guy had to be about my mother’s age, maybe a little older and had the same grey-blue
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