Novel & Cerita Books Set In Antarctica

“Thank you, Aurora. I know this isn’t the future you may have wanted, and I know you’re still uncertain about how things would pan out, but just know this, the Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes, and if she has chosen you for Caleb, she had done so for a reason. And no matter what, you’ll always have me by your side.” Nodding, I gave her a small smile, even though my heart was about to burst out of my chest. Taking in a deep breath, I pushed the door open…and stepped right into Antarctica. Fuck! This place was freezing! I rubbed my hands together to warm them up as a shiver ran down my spine, and my breath actually fogged in front of my face as I breathed out. My teeth were starting to chatt

He left the room. A fierce winter covered the forests with heavy snow-clusters and icicles, and filled ravines to their edges with drifts, so that the whole land seemed a single white plain. Great, sudden storms came, in which men and herds were lost under the pall of snow; roads grew misleading and perilous. A lonely Jaweldur howled in the distance.

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”

“I think we need to get out of Europe. It is too close to Russia, which is too close to Buyan, which is too close to anyone that I want to deal with. Let us say we catch a plane to the Caribbean?” “No planes. And that is too close to my mother.” “How about Antarctica? I can commune with the penguins. They freeze their asses off too, and we both suffer from endless winter syndrome. I am sure there is some kind of penguin bar at the South Pole.” Anya had to stifle a laugh. “We would both have to wear tuxedos, otherwise the penguins would know that we were imposters.”

Antarctica. Deep Borehole Station 5 (Now: Outpost Zero).Temperature: -55°C. Gale-Force Winds. The sky was a bruised, endless purple. Heavy-lift VTOL aircraft hovered over the ruined station, dropping massive, steel shipping containers onto the ice. Sparks showered into the snow as Jack’s engineering teams welded the containers together, building a fortified perimeter around the shattered elevator shaft. Sebastian stood on the edge of the borehole, watching the dark water churn a thousand feet below. He had drawn a line in the snow. This was Outpost Zero. The first line of defense in a new, unannounced global war.

She didn’t even notice when she got so cold. “I see you prefer to shop in large quantities,” Yuna looked at the stack of books with a malicious glance. “We don’t have Simmons in the store, but we have a couple of books in stock: “Prayers to the Broken Stone” and “The Fall of Hyperion.” — “Hyperion” is not particularly interesting to me, but I would buy a collection of his stories. - Okay, I’ll call tomorrow and order delivery - it’s too late today. They probably dumped everything. And I'm closing in about twenty minutes. If you don't have plans, then let's go home together.

Chapter 82: The White Silence The transition from the sweltering, pheromone-heavy air of Rio to the desolate wastes of Antarctica was a physical assault. As the stealth-jet’s ramp lowered, the wind screamed—a jagged, metallic howl that tore at Jade’s thermal gear. But it wasn't just the cold. It was the silence. In the "Great Reset," the poles had become the ultimate dead zone. No satellites, no radio, no warmth. Just a vast, white void.

“Where are we running off to this time? Antarctica?” Charlie snorted from the couch. “Yeah, perfect plan,” he said. “Let’s move to Antarctica. I hear the penguins have excellent security systems.” Sky shot him a look. “I hate running away every time something happens. It is tiring. I just want to stay in one place longer than weeks for once.” “So am I,” he said. “I am tired too.” Marcus rubbed his face like he regretted volunteering for this assignment. “Arguing won’t help,” he said.

“I want to pay a visit to someone here in the empire. I won’t take long, Peach.” Anna’s brows arched. “Who?” Vicenzo Dungeon…………. The cold, chilly air bit through the exposed parts of her skin. She was at least thankful she was wearing long sleeves, else she’d have goosebumps all over her body. The air was too cold. She had never been to Antarctica, but she was sure the temperature here was even lower. Her eyes took in the walls that were made of bricks, which had begun losing their color with time. The place was barely lit. The pungent smell of rusted iron filled the air, reminding her of her little trip to the slave establishment.