Cidhna Mine Novels & Stories

Planet of Kodhi was the second seat of the galactic empire of the Colnlins galaxy and a few hundred inhabitants lived nearby, due to the silver mines discovered on the planet, at present, the planet lives on the ranching activity. The few vestiges of the old mining planet are beyond the cemetery, some ruins of mining devices and a red rock building that was a shop, albeit inhabited, Planet of Kodhi appears on many lists as a ghost planet.

Angelica piped in and in the brief moment of silence as she waited for a response, the voice of the news reporter filled the room. "Reported today, Charlotte Morgan, who was involved in a case of kidnapping and attempted murder of two beautiful children committed suicide at the crime scene by jumping off the building. Her body has been found and is being taken to the morgue. Her accomplice, Mr. Liam, has been arrested and is currently in police custody."

Malakai continued, his voice growing quieter, "we found something unusual in his bloodwork." My mother leaned forward. "What kind of unusual?" "Traces of a compound called Colcibrenine. It's not something you'd encounter in normal circumstances." I frowned. "What is it?" "It's a synthetic compound, originally developed as a research chemical. In small doses, it causes fatigue and disorientation. The victim might think they're just getting older, maybe coming down with something. But in larger doses, accumulated over time..." He paused. "It can cause organ failure."

She looked up immediately. Her eyes searched mine. “Did you find him?” I nodded once. Relief hit her so fast it looked like pain. “Where is he?” “Industrial yard. Outside the city.” Her eyes sharpened immediately. “I’m coming.” It wasn’t emotional. It was instinct. I held her gaze for a long second. Then nodded. “Stay close to me. No matter what happens.” She didn’t argue. The auto yard sat at the edge of the city, hidden behind rusted fencing and broken signage. The kind of place no one noticed unless they were looking for it.

Dannedd glanced at the envoy member to his right, a tall woman with close-cropped hair and a scar across her collarbone, who shook her head almost imperceptibly. “Not precisely,” Dannedd said. “The mines have iron. Copper. Some silver and platinum, though not in significant quantities. Nothing that would warrant this level of sustained campaign.” He tapped the map. “Our miners have been in those tunnels for two hundred years. We know what’s down there. What he’s looking for, if it’s there at all, we have not found it.” “Which means either he has information you don’t,” Aurellia said carefully, “or he believes he does.”

He gave a suggestive smirk that makes bile rise in my throat. ‘Guys, I could really use some help right now,’ I say in the mind-link. ‘We’re coming,’ Alessandro says. ‘There’s a villager here who knows about an old mine shaft that we think could be your dungeon. It’s not far.’ ‘Please hurry,’ I say, though I know they’re doing the best they can.

Tyler's POV "Boss, I think we got a lead..." "Talk, Williams." I lifted my stony face toward Williams. He was always fond of delivering information in the most cinematic way possible. "One of the men... the digital researchers found a lead at one of the record labels in California. They searched all over New York and Phoenix, just as you instructed, but there was no facial resemblance to Evans. So, according to them, they went beyond their original assignment and started looking into other states. There was a match, but not under the name we know her by. She was registered as Claire Simon."

Third-Person POV Mason didn't stay at the hospital. He drove straight to the office, headed down to the archives, and began searching through files from five years earlier, the darkest period the company had ever endured. At the back of a locked filing cabinet, he finally found what he had been looking for. The investment agreement had arrived anonymously. The paper had yellowed with age. He turned to the last page and froze. In the bottom right corner was a handwritten note. [Risk level acceptable. Approval recommended.]

"Julian, the fake coordinates are pointing to the middle of the Bahoruco mountain range, but the hardware gateway name is BARAHONA-SUB-FOUR. That’s not a military base or an office complex. It’s an old industrial designation." ​"A sub-surface mine," Julian said, his voice dropping into that low, dangerous register. "Silas didn't just build in the Bavarian mountains. He bought up old, abandoned industrial infrastructure across the Caribbean basin during the commodities crash of the late nineties. Barahona is famous for larimar mining and old salt deposits. If it’s marked as SUB-FOUR, it’s a subterranean facility built into a deep alluvial terrace."

Ferry back to my room and hand me a phone ,great now I am dead. "H-hello" "Hello my beautiful future wife how are you my baby doll" "I am fine" "Excuse me baby?" I Fitch "I am fine love"