How Do Psychrotolerant Organisms Contribute To Climate Change Resilience?

Just when I was about to step through airport security for my Around-the-World trip, I heard the twins in my womb, a boy and a girl, shouting. 'Mom! Can you stop thinking about going to have fun? The whole world is going to become a frozen block of ice in a month! You're still thinking about flying around at a time like this? Don't be silly!' 'My brother's right! Hurry home and stock up on food and medicine already! Renovate our mansion! Turn the garden into food storage! Turn the swimming pool into a reservoir!' My heart skipped a beat, and the milk in my hand spilled all over the floor. The passenger behind me urged me impatiently, "Can you hurry up? You're holding everyone up." I ignored him. Instead, I turned around and called my assistant. I also gave him another order. "Get me ten thousand pounds of grains and five thousand pounds of pork belly. The ones with the skin on. I want them now!" From that moment on, Kirsten, the woman in Harbor City who only knew how to burn money and fly all over the world, changed. She became Kirsten, ruler of the frozen wasteland.

The entire company was on a team-building trip when a storm decided to crash our party and wash us ashore on an abandoned island. I was a survival expert, but everyone insulted me and left me behind. My boyfriend's secretary, a self-proclaimed Elf Queen who had the power to commune with nature, held my hand and asked me to stay. Her eyes were red rimmed as she begged, "You barely have the skills to survive in the wild, Ms. Titania. Going alone is risky. I can't let that happen. Your safety's on the line here." I sneered and refused her invitation. Everyone called me an ungrateful bitch, but that didn't sway me at all. I walked right into the tropical forest, where pests and venomous creatures alike had set up homes. In my previous life, my colleagues blamed me for getting stranded on a deserted island. They blamed me because they thought I wanted some spice on our trip. I understood where they were coming from. It was only natural to be scared out of their damned minds now that they were stranded, so I didn't argue. I wanted to do my best and find enough food for us to live until rescue came. However, my boyfriend's secretary would announce the location before I could inform them of the food source I'd found, and her method was identical to the ideas that could only be found in my head. Then, she told everyone she was actually an Elf Queen who could communicate with nature, and it was all thanks to the critters and plants that she managed to find sustenance so quickly. I didn't buy that crap even for a second, so I picked up the pace and tried to get the food as fast as I could. Alas, that secretary would steal my credit every single time. My apparent redundancy and repeated questioning of the Elf Queen lit something underneath my colleagues, and they burned me with their fury. All of them pushed me to hell. Just as the last of my breath left my lungs, my eyes snapped open once more. I was back to the moment that the secretary proclaimed herself as the Elf Queen.

What would you do if you found out the life you have is a lie? Would you embrace an immortal, but dangerous future or run away? Chrysalism (n.) the amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm. ××× This book contains swearing, erotic passages, as well as trigger subjects such as physical, verbal and all other sorts of abuse. As it is written on what comes to mind at the time, I advise you to read at your own risk. Please do not read if you feel the slightest doubt in your mind if you should read it or not. Mental health is a serious thing and it must be taken into consideration. You have been warned. ×××

Sequel to "Submerged Land" Waking up in a new place wasn't easy, but it wasn't new for Nathalia Trayce. She, along with her brother and former general Byron and Skyr, managed to escape Atlantis with the help of Trei, her best friend. Now, Nathalia and Byron, as the reincarnated demigods, must train with the sea folks to unlock their true potential. And in order for them to protect themselves and fight back when it is necessary. But their problem doesn’t stop there. It gets worse when they found out that the true object of the Atlanteans was to awaken the legendary sea serpent. The serpent that was raised by the original demigod. In order for them to fully protect its location, they must build the scepter of the first demigod, which was scattered into three parts and in three different locations. With Lord Ylgarr learning of this information, it has now become a race for the two sides on who would be able to build the scepter first.

Sky Wilson is the NHL’s unbreakable “Ice Wall”—the goalie who never cracks, never fails, and never lets anyone see behind the mask. Until a public panic attack during a championship game shatters his reputation and puts his starting position at risk. Forced into mandatory therapy with the team’s brilliant new sports psychologist, Dr. Amira Frank, Sky expects another person trying to fix him. He doesn’t expect the only woman who sees the man behind the Wall… and refuses to look away. As the playoffs approach and someone inside the organization leaks his private struggles, Sky must decide how much he’s willing to risk to save his career—and whether the one person who can help him is the one who could destroy everything he’s built.

I am the youngest daughter of the King of the Sea, the most beloved little mermaid princess. The man I married is the world's most brilliant marine biologist. He has a childhood sweetheart who grew up with him, a woman who knows everything about extracting ocean toxins. The two of them, her brewing poisons and him developing antidotes, spent over a decade happily doing research together. Until the day she injected that toxin into my body. I nearly died. When I came to, he was sitting at my bedside writing up a treatment plan. "Don't be mad at Vicky," he said, still writing, his voice impossibly gentle. "She's just immature. She didn't mean to hurt you." "She knows I can save you. She just wanted to get a rise out of me." The moment those words left his mouth, one of Vicky's people came to call for him. After he left, I looked down at the treatment plan. He had left out one key ingredient. He'd been in too much of a hurry. He hadn't even noticed. That was when the sprite, silent for so long, finally stirred. The glowing pearl that had traveled with me for over twenty years drifted out from my collar, floating lazily in a slow circle. "Your Highness, once your human-form energy is depleted on land, your soul will return to the sea, and you'll never be able to come ashore again. This treatment plan is missing deep-sea spirulina extract. Following it will drain your energy even faster. The choice is yours." I stared at that line for a long time. Then I passed the treatment plan to the caretaker and smiled. "Let's go with this."