Escape Cidhna Mine Novels & Stories

Jane was not yet home when I got to the house. And Isaiah? He had gone for his job at the hospital as a janitor. So the house was all mine. I took out my phone again and checked the messages he sent me in the morning that I hadn’t replied to. I was reading them again when another message popped in: “I guess you’re home now.” I texted him back: “Yes, thank you.” “The scar on your shoulder; that looks like abuse. What happened to you?” “It’s nothing.” Actually, it was something.

Alie The email looks legitimate. Subject line: Heliograph Fund – Creative Consultant Inquiry. A neat paragraph about a short-term branding project, a generous stipend, and an address that’s only ten blocks from where I met Mr. Black last time. I tell myself it can’t be connected. Heliograph sounds like a grant, a committee, something run by serious people with lanyards. But the phrase narrative strategy flickers in the back of my head like a low battery warning.

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We tried to track down the phone they used to call me but no match was found. The next day I received a message it was almost midnight: "I hope you make it on time Alpha before your mate is turned to ashes. She's at the Lake House Cabin at Mt. Sienna." ~Sophia’s POV~ It took a day before I made it to the cabin. It was a cabin where my dad and I practice hunting. It looked isolated but I know they were here. I can smell Fiona's and Jenna's scent in the area. I knocked on the door and Jenna opened the door.

“No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.” I chuckled at how cute she was. It was pretty wild for someone as attractive as her to be a virgin. “I can pop your cherry if you'd like.” I winked and Daya cheeks turned a brighter shade of red and she stared back at her feet while scratching the side of her neck nervously. “So whose kids are they?” I asked while walking towards the table. “Umm.. one of the maid's that was killed years ago. She was allowed to give birth to her babies before she was killed.” Daya said in a low tone.

The steel tips didn't pierce the shield; they violently dissolved into tiny puffs of grey dust that the biting mountain wind instantly scattered into the abyss. Elena, Gideon shouted, his silver eyes flashing with a severe, ancient urgency as he kept the barrier raised against the Council's line. The lower trenches are mapped into the old iron mine shafts. The stone down there is raw, unrefined moonstone. If you stay here, the ambient minerals will choke your wolf until you can't even stand. You have to move now, before Trevor seals the drainage vents!

“Medical-grade cooling units, and surgical sensors. One heartbeat in the data logs—small, rapid.” “A child,” Chaewon whispered. “Destination?” Han zoomed in. “Unknown, but we traced a fuel log to a compound on Hwagae Mountain. Government classified it as abandoned after a chemical spill in 2012. Except… it never was.” Jian stepped over, phone lowered. “Confirmation just came in. That facility was once part of the original Phoenix expansion program.” “Then that’s where the child is,” Chaewon said. “No,” Han said, voice low. “That’s where they’re raising it.”

They had been continuously sending out messages and had successfully saved countless civilians. "Hello, Skylar. I'm outside Peach Village's Greenheart Mountain. My coordinates are 416.87. There's an abandoned mine here with more than a dozen students trapped inside. They've run out of food, so they need to be rescued urgently. They're fifty kilometers away from Sormbay, so you need to send out a rescue team as soon as possible." 'Hang on!' Skylar frowned, realizing that the man's voice sounded familiar. "Did you say your name’s Adrian? Which Adrian might you be? Your voice sounds really familiar."