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    The Garden of Death
    The Garden of Death
    The Garden of Death
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    The Garden of Death

    By L.L Hunter

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    You wouldn’t think dying in the place
    where death rules would change the fate
    of the world, would you? Well it did. I died,
    and now everything is upside down.

    When Eden died in the Realm of Death, unbeknownst to everyone, her death changed the world. When her lifeless body is found by her father, Lakyn and brought back to the Michaelite Sanctuary, everyone thinks she is just suffering from the effects of the Death Blossom.
    Little do they know, Eden is actually stuck inside her own alternative reality—one where she’s married to Asher, and all the souls of the newly dead have been spat out of the death realm.
    Now Eden must race against the clock, and figure out what is going on with the souls including her own, all before she wakes up. The fate of the world rests on the shoulders of one sixteen- year old half demon, half angel girl.

    Will it be too late? Or will Eden’s soul linger
    in the Garden of Death for eternity?

    The highly anticipated sequel to the bestselling
    The Garden of Eden

    The Nephilim Universe reading order

    The Chronicles of Fire and Ice
    The Garden of Eden
    The Chronicles of Blood and Stone
    The Chronicles of Silver and Gold
    The Garden of Death
    The Chronicles of Rain and Dreams
    The Garden of Fate
    The Chronicles of Light and Dark
    The Chronicles of Heart and Soul
    Angel of Hope
    Angel of Song
    Angel of Night
    Daughter of Darkness
    Son of Light
    Children of Angels

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherL.L Hunter
    Release dateMay 31, 2014
    ISBN9781311302137
    The Garden of Death
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    L.L Hunter

    L.L. Hunter is the bestselling author of over 50 published works, including The Nephilim Universe and The Summervale Series. She has studied and worked in a range of professions, including dog grooming, forensic science, and the dramatic arts, but has always known her true calling was to be an author. When not working on her next novel, she can be found at home in Australia, reading somewhere comfortable with her fur babies, drinking wine, or watching true crime documentaries.

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      The Garden of Death - L.L Hunter

      Prologue

      Asher

      Everyone, come quick!

      What is it? I asked as I looked up from my textbook. There was a commotion around the front entry to the Michaelite Academy.

      Another one of the old hags has probably dropped dead again, suggested Jaz, with the flip of her hair. She lay next to me on the floor of the library where we usually studied.

      It’s the girl. We have the girl, announced one of the elderly priests.

      That’s great, but it’s very vague, added Jaz, sounding bored.

      I’m going to see what’s going on, I replied as I got up off the floor.

      What? You promised you’d study with me, Ash.

      I didn’t promise anything, and my name is Asher. I sauntered out of the room and walked into the foyer. What I saw there stopped me dead.

      I knew what had happened to her, but I wasn’t expecting to see her so soon and looking the way she did.

      Eden! I ran to her side as the man who held her cradled her closer to his chest. I glanced up into his icy blue eyes. Is she…

      Dead? I hope not. That’s why I brought her here. We don’t have much time.

      Come this way, sir. Sister Constance hurried down the stairs and rushed to the gentleman who held Eden in his arms. We don’t usually allow your type in here, but we’ll have to make an exception just this once.

      Thank you. the blue-eyed man, whom I still didn’t know what his relationship to Eden was, followed Sister Constance through a door under the stairwell. I knew what this room was, and I was scared to hell of it. I followed closely behind so not to lose sight of Eden. When I reached the threshold, a hand came up to stop me from stepping over.

      Asher, you’ll have to stay up here.

      But, Eden…

      Will be okay, said my sister, Cecelia, with a small smile. She turned to head down the stairs.

      Cecilia, wait. Who is that man?

      She paused and looked me right in the eyes.

      That’s Eden’s father.

      Chapter One

      Eden

      You wouldn’t think dying in the place where death rules would change the fate of the world, would you?

      Well, it did.

      I died, and now everything is upside down.

      I stirred.

      First, I moved my head, then my fingers and toes to make sure I wasn’t numb.

      I wasn’t.

      I faintly recall having the strangest dream where I died in a field of vivid blue and purple flowers, and then soon after, I remembered feeling numb all over.

      But I wasn’t numb anymore.

      I could move my body freely. I wriggled my fingers and felt something cool and soft underneath my fingertips. I tried to open my eyes, but as soon as the light hit my retinas, my head pounded, and I quickly shut my eyelids again. I tried to move my left arm to the left of me and found nothing but openness. I moved my right hand to the right and found warm flesh.

      Warm flesh?

      My eyes shot open, and I turned to look at what I might be touching. My heart leaped into my throat when I saw who was lying beside me in the bed.

      Asher?

      He blinked and rolled over toward me.

      Hey, baby. Good morning. He leaned over me and kissed my lips lightly before settling back down on his pillow beside me.

      What day is it? Where are we?

      Are you feeling okay? Asher placed the back of his hand on my forehead.

      I think so. I had the strangest dream.

      Wanna tell me about it? he asked as he leaned up on his elbow to face me.

      I don’t even know if I can explain it.

      Try. He reached out and threaded his fingers through mine and kissed my fingers. I tried my hardest not to get distracted from what I was about to say.

      Okay, I was lying in a field of these weird looking flowers. They were surrounding me and appeared to be growing. They smelled really sweet like… well, sweets, and then I remember seeing a really bright light and then… nothing.

      A light? Like you were going into the light?

      Yeah. I think that’s what it was. I think I died.

      But, babe, you know it was only a dream, right? he leaned over me once again and kissed me, this time more forcefully. You’re not dead right now. You’re lying in bed next to me, and you’re very much alive. His fingers stroked my cheek, which made me shiver.

      I let out a breath. I suppose you’re right. Anyway, you didn’t answer my question before. What day is it?

      It’s Sunday, babe. Our one day to relax and do whatever we want.

      No, I mean the date. What year is it?

      It’s 2022.

      I sit up straight. What?

      Are you sure you’re feeling okay?

      I… I don’t know. I guess I do feel a little weird. How can it be 2022? Last time I remember it was 2012, and I was sixteen.

      Sixteen? Babe, you’re twenty six. My beautiful twenty-six year old wife. He picked up my arm to kiss it, but I pushed him off me, ripped the sheets off, and jumped out of bed.

      Wife?

      Yeah? Don’t you remember that, either? You must have hit your head or something in your dream.

      I… I guess I may have. I rubbed my hands over my face. I need coffee. And food.

      I ran out of the bedroom into a living room that I didn’t recognize, the living room of a house that wasn’t mine. I ran into the unfamiliar kitchen and tracked down the coffee machine and a mug. I seriously needed to wake myself right up so I could figure out what the hell was going on.

      Chapter Two

      Asher

      Eden’s father?

      How was that possible?

      How could Eden’s father retrieve Eden from the Realm of Death?

      Then I remembered.

      Because he could.

      Because he was a demon.

      The man that had just brought Eden’s lifeless body into the Michaelite Sanctuary was the infamous Lakyn Blackbell, the leader of our opposition–the Lucifites. And the Michaelites had let him walk right into the heart of their sanctuary!

      I realized I had to get into that room below the stairs. Screw what my sister had said. I had to protect Eden from the likes of her father.

      But would her father really hurt her?

      I shook my conscience away. No, he wouldn’t hurt his own daughter. He’d try to infiltrate us now that he was across enemy lines, though. I reached for the doorknob and was about to swing it open when an irritating voice stopped me.

      I wouldn’t do that if I were you. I put my hand back down to my side and clenched my fists. I turned to face the witch.

      Jaz, Eden wouldn’t be in this mess if it weren’t for you. You put her in that coma! You poisoned her with those flowers!

      Jazmine put a hand on her hip and flicked her hair back behind her shoulders. Oh, quiet now. I was just having a little fun. It’s very boring here. That Nephilim is fresh meat, and you know that.

      You wouldn’t be bored if you paid attention in class and actually did your homework. And aren’t you Nephilim, as well?

      "Correction: I am only part

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