Icebreaker の小説・ストーリー

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I drove the stylus into the **Invisible Barrier**. The glass didn't shatter. It **cracked**. And from the crack, a familiar, violet light began to pour out. It was the marrow. It was the memory of the first kiss. It was the soul of the Origin. "What are you doing?" the man shrieked, backing away. "You'll break the hardware!" "I'm not signing your peace," I roared, the violet fire erupting from my eyes, burning through the chrome and the glass. "I'm choosing the **Mess**!"

Below us, hundreds of Lycan warriors and elite Vampire soldiers erupted from the holds of the ships, their weapons drawn, sprinting across my glacial bridge with inhuman speed. Killian grabbed his ancient, flaming broadsword from his back, the blade igniting in a blinding, solar inferno that rivaled the Arctic sun. He looked at me, his handsome face feral with anticipation. "Wait here with the children, Elena," Killian commanded, his golden eyes burning with possessive, protective fury. "I'm going to open the door." He crouched, then launched himself from the bow of the icebreaker, a rocket of golden light and obsidian armor. Killian crossed the glacial bridge

He hadn't come to fight; he had come to deliver a death warrant. "It’s in the air now, Architect," Aris whispered, his voice projected through the chamber's speakers. He was coughing, a wet, rattling sound that made my skin crawl. "The moment Subject Alpha breached the sea-gates, he triggered the dispersal. It’s a targeted retrovirus—the 'Icarus Strain.' It doesn't care about your firewalls. It doesn't care about your 'Will-Net.' It’s a key designed for the Lane lock."

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.

I looked at the board and looked at the ice and breathed. Come back, I told myself. Just come back. Coach’s voice from the boards. “This isn’t over. Get back out there.” In the twelfth minute the puck found me. I narrowed my eyes. Ken was open — I found him, gave it to him, and moved. The blind spot. The ghost lead. Everything we had built in midnight practice sessions in an empty arena came back to my muscles before my brain had finished requesting it. I tried to give it to Kai.

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!”

I flexed my fingers once, trying to ignore the lingering warmth. “The sedan,” I said. I leaned forward slightly, catching his reflection in the mirror. “The black one. You’ve been staring at it since we left. “Who was in that car?”His jaw tightened.” I told you,” he said finally, voice rough around the edges. “Don’t ask questions you don’t need answers to.” “That’s not how this works.” He turned his head slowly. The Ice King was back.” You’re not part of this,” he said. “You’re just… placed in it.”

Isabelle's eyes met Liam's in the rearview mirror, and she felt a flutter in her chest. His eyes were piercing, his gaze intense. "Don't worry about it, your friend here is the real hero," he said, his voice low and smooth. The car continued on, the silence broken only by the hum of the engine. Suddenly, Liam slammed on the brakes, and the car skidded to a stop.

The fighters start to pound across our ice floor while the sphinxes create fireballs, rapidly launching them in our direction. I am distabilized, one hand on the rushing wave, the other on the mouth of the ice path. One swipe of my arm causes the ice to sever in two. The enforcers topple into the water, screaming. But more rush up like ants, taking their place. I continue to slice off portions of the ice sled until only a block remains that I and Umber stand on.