Icebreaker Chapter 29 Novels & Stories

Julian breathed, pressing one last, searing kiss to her jawline. He spun on his heel, racking the slide of his combat shotgun with a deafening shuck-chuck, and hit the manual release for the surface elevator. The heavy doors hissed shut, taking the Ice King up into the hurricane. Maya immediately dropped into the commander’s chair. Her fingers flew across the analog keyboard, her restored genius mind completely synchronizing with the island’s lethal architecture. “Surface breach!” Marcus’s voice roared over the tactical comms. “They are hitting the South Beach! Heavy armor!”

It was 8:30am. "I have to go check on Noel.." I mumbled. I got up from bed and brushed my teeth and headed out of my room. I stopped in my tracks when I noticed Hazel sleeping peacefully on the couch in the living room with a book in her hand. "Did she fall asleep while reading?" I smiled and walked towards her. On my way, I ended up bumping into the marble vase on the table beside her and it shattered on the floor with a loud clank. Surprised by the loud noise, Hazel woke up and stared at me, and then at the floor where the broken pieces laid.

It was calm and cold, completely professional. I leaned against the rough brick wall and tried to keep my tone light. “That’s one hell of a greeting.” Silence. The caller did not joke back or laugh. I rubbed the back of my neck and sighed again. “They’re talking again.” Another pause on the line. I could almost feel the temperature drop. “Explain,” the caller said. I rubbed my forehead with my free hand. My fingers came away slightly damp. “They got locked in a room together. The storage room. They talked.”

It was designed to bore directly through the skull and force a memory extraction at twice the normal power. With trembling hands, Daniel lowered the helmet onto my head and activated it. The spike punched through my skull and drove deep into my brain. "Ugh..." Blood-flecked foam spilled from my mouth as my entire body convulsed uncontrollably. "While the spike is still holding! Maximum power!" Under the overwhelming surge of electricity, I unexpectedly regained a fleeting moment of clarity. With immense effort, I turned my eyes toward Daniel and forced out my final words. "What I needed to do... is done. The rest...is up to you..."

Jack didn't wait, he kicked the door so hard that it broke and fell back on the ground. They both didn't waste a second. They entered the room. But what they both saw shocked and scared them. Marcus has a shard of glass in his hand. He has cut his hands and arms with that glass. The blood was dripping down from his hands. But what frightened them more was that he was going to slide his throat with that glass shard.

You are the reason stories like this exist. ~~~~~~~~~~ Ride with me because the ice is not empty… at least not yet. The Frozen Hearts series continues with Book Two: Offside Hearts. Here is a taste of what is coming: Eli Park is a rookie goalie with a secret he cannot afford to share. Mack Hale is the veteran enforcer who accidentally outed him years ago. Now they are stuck together as mentor and rookie in a hotel rooms, late nights, and a rival threatening to expose them both and Mack has been in love with Eli since the very beginning.

Kayla My eyes slid open slowly, and it was immediately greeted by the sight of my worn out wooden, bedside table. It was on verge of collapsing, as weevils and other insects had begun to chomp through the wood. I moved my eyes to the window, and gazed at the warm sunlight that slipped through the thin glass. I pushed myself up into a sitting position, my mind in shambles. After the terrifying attempt my stepfather tried to pull on me, and the bizarre encounter with alpha Aiden, it was hard to get any sleep at night.

Sitting on the bed, I clutched my phone and had 911 on speed dial. “You did this to yourself,” I said. “I was wrong, okay!” He got down on his knees, crying with his hands over his head. “I’m sorry! I’m begging you! Just drop the charges! Tell the school that the evidence was fake—” “It’s real.” I cut him off. He lifted his head, his gaze menacing. “I’ll make you pay!” Taylor pounced on me. I stepped out of the way and dialed the emergency number. “911? My address is Unit 702 at Surmount Complex. An intoxicated individual broke into my room and tried to attack me.”

"The Ursa Major's Blurred Shadows — Merak!" Caspian's figure flashed, pulling a series of afterimages. Bang! Bang! With two thunderous thuds, two Golden Icebreaker Cranes suddenly appeared, and two massive holes appeared where Caspian initially stood. Soon, the passengers' crying and screaming sounds could be heard. Caspian pierced at the cranes with his spear. Then, like lightning tearing through the sky, the Ghoul-Locker Spear stabbed through the body of one of the Golden Icebreaker Cranes, and blood started to gush out uncontrollably.

Aira, wake up. The words drifted through the darkness, soft and cracked, worn thin from repeating for too long. Aira, wake up. Pain hit first from a deep throb pulsed behind my eyes. My ribs burned with every shallow breath. My calf was torn open and crusted stiff with frozen blood. Snow had glued half my face down. My hair was frozen in clumps against my cheek. The only warmth left was the silver pendant pressed between my chest and the icy ground.