Arctic Cold War Chapter 20 Novels & Stories

During our darkest days, the two of us couldn't even scrape together ten dollars, and we shared a single bowl of instant pasta to ring in the New Year. Later, he made it into Special Forces, whereas I transferred to the Intelligence Unit. We moved from that cheap shack into bachelor quarters and eventually into the sprawling officer quarters. The stars on his shoulders grew brighter, and the circle of "comrades" around him became a blur of different faces. Then came the day I found a smudge of lipstick, in a shade that wasn't mine, pressed against the inner collar of his combat fatigues. "A young lady twisted her ankle, so I helped her to the backstage. She must have brushed against me by ac

"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

"Before Paris. Before the Noodle Shop. This was the Alpha Site." Harper walked to a filing cabinet marked [ REJECTED ]. She pulled out a file. The paper crumbled in her hands. "Project Helios... Phase 1," she read. "Subject: Arctic Adaptation." "They weren't trying to make super soldiers initially," Dr. Braun adjusted his glasses, fascinated. "They were trying to make workers who could survive the cold. For oil drilling. For mining." "Slave labor," Jack grunted from the doorway. [Subject Zero] Harper found a thick folder on the main desk. It was stamped [ TOP SECRET ]. She opened it. A photograph fell out. It showed a man strapped to a chair. His veins were black. His eyes were wild. But his

The ocean is too slow. I opened my eyes, stunned. If they aren't taking ships, how are they crossing the sea? A fierce, predatory pride bled through the tether from Elias. They are running the deep ice, Jace. The northern pole connects the continents. They are running three thousand miles across the glaciers. They will meet you at the base of Mount Cinder by nightfall. I severed the connection, my heart pounding in rhythm with the earth. Ten thousand Vanguard wolves. The largest single military mobilization of the biological world in a century, racing across the frozen top of the world to intercept a threat born from the boiling bottom of it.

I wouldn’t have expected that, or even suspected it. “Yes, Nara. He is my uncle.” “Oh my God..” I exclaimed and was going to say something when the door above us opened with a rattling sound. I guess it was time to go out then. **** It was already morning when we went out. It was so cold too that I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself, feeling the tips of my fingers and toes going numb. It was awfully quiet as well. Emily was at the edge of the ship, trying to look down and I wanted to warn her about how dangerous it was but Leo was there to pull her away before I could say anything.

A young man stood in his place. "We'll build it together," Jackson promised. The jet took off, soaring into the auroras of the Arctic sky. The Battle of Ice was over. The family was safe. But the world was bigger, darker, and more complicated than ever before.