Cidhna Mine Novels & Stories

Hank added. “What about Claire Colton?” “Claire Elizabeth Colton is Callie’s twin sister who is now registered as America Pingries.”

I went up to the reception and booked a flight to Yellowknife. It was unlikely that they took Lyra to the Echo Bay region in the Northern Territories. This Port Radium region near Great Bear Lake hosted many defunct mills of the Canadian mining giant, Echo Bay Mines Limited. Hence the name. I knew it well since my GM lost his uncle, who used to work there long ago. He died from copper and silver poisoning. The entire site emitted low-level uranium radiation. The copper and silver mining having affected the soil and surface water of the place. As such, I doubted if they would ever inhabit the place, knowing how harmful these metals were for shifters.

"But if you're done blaming me for your parenting failures, I'd like to share what I found." "Talk," I mouthed instead. Lila pulled out a piece of cloth from her pocket. Unfolded it. It was covered in charcoal markings that looked like a rough map. "The necklace showed two locations. One is Black Moon's main hideout. The other..." She pointed to a mark on the cloth. "Is an abandoned silver mine. About fifteen miles northeast of here." "Silver mine?" Killian moved closer to look. "That's Silver Claw territory. Or it was, before the massacre."

She wasn’t going to let a devilishly handsome man with the deepest blue eyes she had ever seen distract her from that. Losing herself in the documents on the Angolan diamond mine the Corporation wanted to buy, she could see why her father wanted the mine. The exploration activities by the mine indicated that there was a viable kimberlite pipe that could produce diamond deposits in over 20 years. Looking at the business reports for the company that held the majority shares presently, it showed that they didn’t have the funds to develop and excavate the pipe. The new contract showed that Lopes Corporation will gain the majority shares, while the former company kept 20 per cent shares in the di

Zane didn’t answer. “Since you seem to know everything happening, I wondered if you knew who it’s from?” “No,” he replied. “But they’re inside. They’re close.” Joana looked at him, something unreadable in her gaze. Then she folded her brush into a towel, stood and gestured to him silently. She led him down two corridors, through the back of the wine cellar, and into a narrow service hall he’d never noticed. “This was built before the last war,” she said.

“Carissa, think. Anything your mother might have mentioned, any detail about the Shadow organization or their base of operations.” “She said it was completely off the grid. Underground, hidden, the kind of place that doesn’t show up on any map.” “That describes half the abandoned sites in this city.” “No, not abandoned. Active. She said they had technology, resources, people working around the clock.” Carissa struggled to remember fragments of conversations she had only half-listened to. “She mentioned something about levels. Multiple levels underground.” “Like a bunker?” “Or a complex. Something that was built to be hidden from the beginning.”

I asked casually. Ryan tilted his body to face me. “Is there anything you want to know?” “Anything?” He nodded. My brow quirked. I could think of a few things but I also did not want to pry or worse, ask him anything that would make him run away.. “Let’s take a rain check on that. I will save my question for something more important. As for the mines…” I lowered my voice to a whisper. “They have magic ore. All the different kinds all the way up to platinum.”

I knew that Bentong himself always paused at shaft seven to light a second torch because the first one made his eyes water from the sulfur smell that seeped up from the deeper rock. I knew all of this the way I knew most things — quietly, without telling anyone, filing it somewhere behind my eyes where it would keep until I needed it. The mines beneath Tondo Dominion's outer merchant district ran three levels deep. Level one processed and sorted spirit stones already extracted. Level two was where the actual digging happened, long tunnels braced with rotting timber, the air thick enough to taste. Level three was where children worked, because children were small enough to fit the narrow shaf

Localized clay composite—unique to the northern ridge. My throat went dry. “Shit,” I muttered, too quiet for most to hear. But Enid caught it. “You see it too?” I nodded slowly, trying to swallow the sharp edge building in my gut. “This… this stuff? It’s only found here. North Ridge. Near Old Quill Trail.” Augustus leaned in, brows low. “You’re sure?” “Positive,” I said. “I’ve worked the northern trails since I was sixteen. There’s a black vein of magnetite under the slope—nowhere else has that same mix. No one *outside* Raven’s Peak should have access to it.”

I turned to Alessandro and Ted, who were looking at me with expectation in their eyes. "You heard what he said. Let's get to work. Find me any more loopholes in Roman's estate and let's exploit them now." "I found one more," Ted said as he opened his laptop and rapidly typed on the keyboard. "They have a secret mine not so far from the edge of the lower city. It's underwater, but they use it to mine sapphires." "What should we do?" Alessandro asked. "I don't think much needs to be done, Ted. Slap a pyramid, take the profits. At least it makes sense what he was using to service his loans."