Space Colony Ark Inside Novels & Stories

Ruth and her people rushed everyone into Ark Two's inner zone. Once the guests were secure, waves of Ark Two combat teams poured out to clean up. Nathaniel's group stood atop the wall of the inner zone, looking down. Ark Two's layout was completely different from Ark One. Ark One was a five-level underground bunker. Ark Two was a surface fortress, rings wrapped around rings. Once the outbreak hit the middle zone, both the outer and inner zone gates slammed shut, and all base guards surged in to suppress it.

The wind howled through the concrete pillars. I pulled open the truck's rear canopy. The chickens were rustling and clucking softly in their wooden crates. I placed both hands flat against the sturdy wooden frame of the central crate stack. "Reclaim." The silver light flashed violently in the darkness, sweeping through the entire flatbed. The loud clucking vanished instantly, replaced by absolute silence. Inside the Sovereign Space, a new, secure pasture tier materialized, safe from the freezing winds of the real world. I closed the empty truck flaps, a grim smile on my face as I looked up at the pitch-black sky. The first part of the ark was built. Tomorrow, the real heavy lifting would beg

NOTHING is ever more important than Ara. That is the thing Ara learned after being discharged from the J Hospital. For whatever reason her parents were convinced that staying with Van is better for her health and safety. Van, short for Vanluke, literally never left her alone even when she’s taking a private bath in a private property mansion somewhere in Luzon near no neighborhood in the middle of a mountain. When she got there something tells her that she’s been there before but recollection of solid memories. Van is incredibly wealthy to have a security team patrolling the corners of his mansion. But more importantly, even if Van does have to leave her side for a brief hour of shower, he’d

And the fact that Azalea was treated poorly during her stay is proof enough that once the Welkins succeed in bringing them all to their world, they will be subjected to the same kind of treatment. "Who is in favor of never stepping foot in Welkin? Raise your hand," Dylan asked everyone. It took only five seconds to see every single one raise their hand in the air. Dylan nodded in understanding. "Now, let's talk about the InterRealm Regulatory Board. I think only Julia and Jerell know what it is?"

Gili murmured and strutted toward the passage. “Wait!” I begged and was about to chase him. But as soon as Gili stepped out the ark, Amaris motioned his hand to lever down the giant rock, completely sealing the passage. I couldn’t look back. My body started to shiver for some reason.

A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone. Only then did Abigail speak.“Every time I see one of those things, I wonder what it’d take to bring one down.” “One dream too many, maybe.” Tunde said, he looked up, past the quarry’s ridge.There it was again, the Citadel. White and gold, suspended like a god’s mirage behind the shimmer of protective fields. Its smooth towers glowed even through the smog. Somewhere in there, music played through perfect speakers, food was hot every night, and sickness… was curable.

Archer has hardly said a word on the trip so far, he's been on his phone taking multiple calls and I can only imagine how demanding his position was as an alpha. I admired his strength and his concern towards his pack members and I could already see why he was overprotective about anything related to them. Even me his mate!! It wasn't his fault I was from an enemy pack and I didn't want to keep judging him too, I trust the moon goddess to handle everything! As I continued to hum quietly, time passed and soon enough I lost myself to the melody of the song as I dozed off. I woke up when the bright light from the city entered my eyes and sure enough, we were inside the deepest part of the city.

“Today we finished preparations for Project HLR. Despite our warnings, Daniel Shirker insisted on setting the launch date for Sunday, April sixteenth, 2028. All 150 Noah’s Ark will be filled. To all reading this, welcome to the new world.” Chris recalled what he read on the outside of the bunker just above the door. “No-a-’s A-k #151”. Chris could fill in the blanks to figure out that the sign said, “Noah’s Ark #151”. He turned to the project overview page as the group made their way to the armory in the next room.

[ FLASHBACK ] ………………. LOCATION : SOMEWHERE IN THE HEART OF NAMIBIA TIME : 2:02PM DATE : UNKNOWN MALE VOICE #1 : Hey Eliza, we found it, the Ark is over here ELIZA : We might have a real problem on our hands at the moment FEMALE VOICE #2 : What’s going on cap??... ( referring to Eliza) ELIZA : The church got really wrong information, the horde that dwelled here never left, they only went into hiding

The "Sparrow" sub didn’t so much dock as it did collapse into the Hangar Cradle (a magnetic docking station designed to catch damaged vessels) of the Aegis Refuge. This wasn't the jagged, cold architecture of the Trench. The Refuge was a "Safe-Haven"—a pressurized dome hidden inside a dormant volcanic vent, where the water was naturally warmed and the walls were lined with a soft, bioluminescent moss that absorbed the Background Radiation (the lingering energy from the Isotope) and turned it into a calming amber light.