Free The Garden of Death by L.L Hunter

was mid-afternoon, and even though my
room didn’t look out over the garden like that skank’s did (don’t
even get me started on that! The bitch got all the best stuff!) my
window was still out in the open. But I had one thing to my
advantage that Eden didn’t. I had a vine. I climbed up onto the
window ledge and slid out onto the outside ledge. Yikes, I hated
heights, but I told myself over and over if I didn’t look down
everything would be fine. I turned around and faced the building
and gripped the vine. I then used the vine, which crept all over
the side of the Sanctuary, to help guide me all the way to Asher’s
window, which I knew to be four windows down from mine. I knew I
shouldn’t have worn white jeans and wedge heels, but they were my
favorite outfit. Leaning close to the wall, I shuffled my way down
the ledge toward Asher’s window. When I made it to his window, I
dropped the trusty vine as I slid the window up. Why was it no one
ever locked their windows around here? I smirked. Dumb old bats. I
hopped over the window sill into Asher’s room, but was disappointed
when I found he wasn’t there. Where the heck could they be? Could
they have gone outside the safety and confines of the Sanctuary? I
decided I would check the garden before doing my research. I had a
plan. I knew exactly how to find them. They couldn’t hide from
me.

    As soon as I entered the garden, the
humidity seeped into my pores and made me sweat right away. Good
thing I was wearing waterproof foundation! I ran straight to the
Fate tree and pressed my palm against it. First, I had to stop Eden
from going any further into her dreamscape and to ruin my plan. I
focused my energy on the trunk of the tree, and a vision appeared
before my eyes, like a cinema screen. Only I was able to see the
screen, but if I wanted to show someone, like I had done with
Asher, then I could. The screen floated just in front of me. I took
a step back and watched, waiting for the image to appear. It wasn’t
long before Asher’s face appeared, alongside the skank’s face. She
was leaning in close to him. As soon as her forehead touched him, I
held my palm up and the movie was paused. It was as if I held the
remote to the screen and had the director’s cap on. I could do
anything I wanted to bend anyone to my will. I almost wanted to
laugh as all the evil villainesses laughed in the movies, but I
suppressed it. That was cheesy. I smiled, nodded, and stepped away
from the screen. Now they couldn’t go any further without my
knowing about it.
    “Let’s see you pull yourself out of this
one, Nephilim.”
    Now all I had to do was find their sleeping
bodies and wake them up before they ruined the world.
    If they thought they could hide from the
Angel of Fate, then they forgot one very important thing: the power
of modern technology.

Chapter Twenty- Three

    Eden

    What was happening? I couldn’t move! The
world had stopped! Was this my doing? Had I stopped time
accidently? Wait, wasn’t that my Mum’s Trait? Had I somehow
inherited her Trait, as well? I couldn’t move my body, not even my
eyes, but my brain still functioned. Whoever had done this couldn’t
have picked a worse time! Seriously! I was right in the middle of
giving Asher his soul back, and they went and froze time! Ugh!
    Then I thought of an idea. If my brain still
worked, then my Trait still worked, and all the rest of my angel
abilities. I focused all of my energy on myself and sought out the
power from within. I felt it was brewing. I called it out of me and
felt it rise to the surface until I was seeing purple. I couldn’t
manipulate my power into a physical orb this time, because I
couldn’t move my hands, but I could manipulate it with my mind.
Purple tendrils of power crept down my arms and legs like vines and
spread out around Asher and me on the ground, creating a
spider-like web of purple around us. I had never done anything like
this before, and holding this much power outside of