Arctic Cold War Chapter 18 Novels & Stories

I felt the warmth of a lone tear escape my eye and leaving its trail all the way to my hairline as my eyes wavered and my eyelids closed when the last breath left my mouth. To be continued…. *Dear reader. If you have enjoyed reading The cold one - part 1, feel free to leave a review or rating with your thoughts, and thank you for choosing to read my book. Be sure to find out what happens in The cold one’s part 2 - The hunters rise.

"But it’s a one-way trip. The Arctic is the only place left where the 'Continuity' hasn't finished the grid. But they’re building it fast. If we don't reach the research station before the next satellite launch, the North Pole becomes the center of their new brain." As the engine coughed to life with a thick, oily smoke, Julian looked back at the town. He saw a "Wellness Team" van—white, silent, and windowless—pulling up to the church they had just vacated. The conflict within the group sparked as the boat pushed into the freezing currents. Leo stood at the stern, looking at the tablet Siren had brought—a modified piece of tech that showed the global "Heat Map" of the Sovereignty.

"The interference is off the charts, Leo. But it’s not coming from the earth. There’s a massive metallic mass buried in the ice shelf ahead. It’s too big to be a satellite station." ​"Maybe it’s a graveyard," Maya muttered, shivering despite the high-tech heating elements in her parka. Her golden Force was slowly returning, but it felt brittle, like frozen glass. "Dad always said the Arctic was where the 'Old Guard' went to die when they didn't want their bodies harvested for their DNA." THE GHOST OF THE NORTH;

As we broke apart, the Locus in the center of the room pulsed with a soft, curious light. CEO RICHARD. SCIENTIFIC MEDIATOR VANCE. IF THE RELOCATION IS VETOED, I PROPOSE AN ALTERNATIVE FOCUS. THERE IS A SUB-HUB IN THE ARCTIC CIRCLE THAT IS NOT RESPONDING TO THE BREATH. IT IS SHIELDED BY AN ANCIENT ANALOG ENCRYPTION. I froze. An analog shield? In the Arctic? "The Svalbard Vault," I whispered, looking at Caspian. "The Seed Vault?" he asked.

Hiding it from Alexei wouldn't change the fact that we had lost some members. “Volkov...” I placed the paper in his hand, which made his brows quirk in suspicion. I didn't release his hand just yet because I was preparing myself for his dire eruption, and then I finally withdrew them for his own enlightenment. Skeptical, Alexei unfolded the paper and read the letter in his mind, and then he let out a strained breath when he was able to comprehend the reason behind the strike. We both know that we wanted diversion to save ourselves from the pack’s advisor, but we certainly not expecting that this is the kind of diversion we have to face and suffer. Nobody was in the right mind to anticipate s

Chapter 246: First Stir of Thought, First Crack in Ice Auroras rippled across the northern sky like silk touched by unseen fingers. Far below, the Pan-Arctic Coalition command base glimmered under ice-hardened steel and floodlights. Inside, the air tasted of cold metal, ambition, and something sourer: the first hint of doubt.

"Type 941 Typhoon-class. The biggest submarine ever built." He wasn't wrong. Embedded in the ice wall like a fossil in amber was the bow of an enormous vessel. The metal was frosted white, the red star on its conning tower faded to a ghost of its former glory, but the shape was unmistakable. It was a submarine—a relic from a world that had ended before I was born. "What's a Soviet sub doing in the Arctic ice?" Haley asked, her breath misting in the frigid air. "The Arctic is Soviet territory. Was Soviet territory." Katherine checked her weapon, a compact railgun that hummed with barely contained energy. "During the Cold War, they used the ice cap to hide their missile boats. This one must ha

It's preparing for war! END OF CHAPTER 19

And it was amusing how his ears turned red as he gave me a vague shrug. “I mindlinked Noah to send stuff over.” “Oh,” I nodded. “So, why is that forbidden territory?” “You are not letting go of that, are you?” “No,” Asher sighed, then took a long sip of his beer. “Well, around thirty-four years ago, the Cold War took place at the exact same place,” I blinked, realization crawling upon me. Cold War…it was mentioned in that diary. “There was mention of it in one of those old books Cora gave me. But just a mention, because the pages that followed after, were all torn,” I said.

"They’re still out there. What’s our next move?" I breathed out sharply, seeing my breath fog in the air. "We’re not ready yet. We will continue training, but we cannot let them get too comfortable. When the time comes, we will strike hard and fast.” Kaia nodded and the same fire came to her eyes. “They don’t know what’s coming.” I tuned back into the human camp far off. A slow smile crept onto my face, but it didn’t get up to my eyes. "This is just the beginning. They think they’ve won. But they don’t understand. We’re wolves. And the Arctic is ours."